[DREXTON'S HOUSE]
Drexton was sitting on a chair, staring upright as darkness enveloped him. The room was eerie in the darkness as the lights were off. The only light in his room was the reflection of the diamond watch that gleamed in his hand.
His eyes were shut as he played with the strap. He was well aware that what he held against Ixora wasn't because she attempted to steal his watch.
The watch being kept in his office that day was just to trap her and make her think he hated her because of the watch. He knew she was in dire need of money that day for the surgery, but he needed something to make her fall into his trap...and she fell right into it without realizing.
He wouldn't deny that the watch wasn't important to him—the watch was his life, the source of everything he owned no
