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.”

she ripped off the necklace and flung it to the floor. “Wilma,

scooped up the necklace, and bolted

out, “Throw

ma’am,” Wilma replied.

voice was icy, “Mom, remember what I said. Keep your distance from

gou’re just a

in her

sat down, “I’m just bored, okay? You’re never home, and I’ve

could go abroad and live

face turned to ice. “Unless he’s dead, don’t you dare mention him. I want to hear nothing about him,

never meddled in his parents‘ affairs. They had always been this way, and nothing was going

Mrs. Harrington asked about her

rubbed his forehead, “We’ll see.”

about that necklace you’re tossing, you owe me a new one. I want the best.”

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

then.”

the coins back down his throat.

quarters for

hand on the table and stood up in fury, “Get

around. He wasn’t usually this

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