Darryl was unperturbed by their mockery.

“Miss Newman, I’m serious. Please, tell me how much would you sell this for? I need it to save a life!” he said sincerely.

It had been two hours, and Darryl did not know how Dax was doing or if his wound was worsening.

“To save a life? Who’s life?” Circe frowned.

Darryl came here covered in sweat, and he did not mind Evelyn slapping him earlier. It seemed that he was in a panic.

“Dax,” Darryl answered.

‘Dax Sanders?’ Circe thought.

Darryl did not seem like he was joking. Circe put down her wine glass and handed him the necklace right away. “If so, take this with you. Save him first; then we’ll talk about the money later.”

A man’s life was at stake! Of course, she had to save him.

Darryl was overwhelmed with excitement as he rushed forward to receive the necklace.

However, Evelyn leaned forward and took the Heart of the Ocean away from Circe.

“You!” Darryl stared at her in disbelief. “Give it to me. I really need it