Nolan had never seen Gordon talk about women like this before.
"A whole sack of diamond rings?" Nolan chuckled, eyes gleaming with mischief. "That's flashy, even for you. You're not messing with me, are you? Unless they were fakes and the woman called you out—but who in their right mind would scam Gordon Hayworth?"
"Women? Piece of cake if you put your heart into it," Nolan said, swirling his drink. "And let's be real—Hayworth men already have every advantage in the book. But a whole bag of rocks? Classless, if you ask me."
His lips quirked uncontrollably. The nephew he'd watched grow from a sullen teen into this... whatever Gordon was now—twenty-eight years later, the kid had finally developed taste.
"I've got this under control," Gordon countered, rolling his eyes. "Stop meddling. Sh
