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.”

necklace and flung it to the floor. “Wilma, take it, get it out of the

up the necklace,

“Throw it

thing, ma’am,” Wilma

“Mom, remember what I said. Keep your

gou’re just a

in her

huffed and sat down, “I’m just bored, okay? You’re never home, and I’ve got no one,

live with

I want to hear nothing about him,

They had always been this

subject, “By the way, when I played cards yesterday, Mrs. Harrington asked about her daughter’s upcoming 18th birthday bash. She wants

forehead, “We’ll

that necklace you’re tossing, you owe me a new one. I

couple of quarters Quintessa had given him and tossed them to Cecilia, “Go buy

then.”

shoving the

quarters for

the table and stood up in fury, “Get back here!”

turned around. He wasn’t usually this

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