Sorry, Fox, you’re on your own if you get caught in another trap. I can’t help; I have too many diamonds to protect now. Fox huffs a laugh after reading my message and wraps his arm around my shoulder. “Protect the jewels; they're almost as valuable as me.” Pretty sure the receipt in the bag has the monetary value of my jewels printed on it and it doesn’t say “priceless.” And that is all the sap you are getting from me right now.
