Chapter 144

He knew Cecilia wasn’t one for pearls; emeralds were more her style. These days, with pearls being farmed left and right, they hardly seemed special enough for her to wear. It meant that this particular necklace couldn’t have been her purchase.

Among her acquaintances, those who’d dare gift her jewelry were few, and even then, she’d only accept pieces that resonated with her

taste.

This pearl necklace had Rachel written all over it. That woman always aimed to be unconventional.

The thing was, it wasn’t worth much–a mere trinket. Just enough to make it awkward for Cecilia to decline.

Cecilia whispered, “I do like it. The craftsmanship is quite exquisite and it’s just a bit of fun to wear, that’s all.”

Tyrone squinted his eyes at her, “Take it off. Toss it. Don’t dawdle.”

When Tyrone got heated, family ties meant zip for him. It didn’t matter if she was his mother.

Cecilia couldn’t stand up to him. Through clenched teeth, she retorted, “Fine, I’ll toss it. Humph.”

flung it to the floor. “Wilma, take

hurried over, scooped up the necklace,

“Throw

thing, ma’am,” Wilma

icy, “Mom, remember what I

gou’re just a

her

okay? You’re

go abroad and live with dad,”

to ice. “Unless he’s dead, don’t you dare mention him. I want to hear nothing about him, save for his funeral notice.” Tyrone

in his parents‘ affairs. They had always been this way, and nothing was going to

“By the way, when I played cards yesterday, Mrs. Harrington asked about

forehead, “We’ll see.”

him again, “Wait, about that necklace you’re tossing, you

irritation, fished out a couple of quarters Quintessa had given him and tossed them to Cecilia, “Go

then.”

like shoving the coins back down his throat.

couple of quarters

slammed her hand on the table and stood up in fury,

turned around. He wasn’t usually this

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255