Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Two hours had passed, and Maisie and Farley, laden with bags of all sizes, emerged from the mall.

Suddenly-

Maisie gasped, "Oh no! I forgot to buy a necklace! Let's hustle back..."

Farley, his arms already overloaded and legs nearly giving out from fatigue, protested, "Mom, can we just call it a day? Look at all this stuff we're carrying. Going back and forth will be the death of me."

"But..." Maisie frowned, but with her hands full, she indeed found it inconvenient.

Her eyes quickly shifted and landed on the necklace adorning Beverley's neck.

"Hey? Your necklace looks decent enough, give it to me. You can just buy another one."

Beverley was in shock, her eyes wide open.

Her necklace was a limited edition from Cartier, which she had waited four months and spent a small fortune to acquire.

Who did she think she was, demanding it just like that?! How entitled must one be to even make such a request?!

Maisie's eyebrows arched in indignation, "What's with that look? It's just a necklace, not your life! Besides, I'm not even complaining that you wore it. I'm generously offering you a chance to buy a new one, and you're ungrateful?"

"Fine, if you're too attached to it, forget it. I thought we could have a proper conversation and resolve this quickly, but it seems your sincerity is as tiny as a sesame seed. Alright then, let's just drag this out. I'm not in a hurry." Then, turning to Farley, "Oh, and son, let's repost that video when we get back."

retreat as advance, subtly threatening and intimidating. Beverley's face turned steely. She wanted

took off her necklace and handed it over. "There, isn't that

it on,

chuckled, "Looks great, better

clearly

your luck! Everyone's patience has its

she

after her this time but instead admired the

just going to

it might jump over the wall. We'll take our time, there

Beverley, "I've

to Lumina

seen a proper sight. Teak

Palace is

another demand was coming: "Alright, I'll

tour guide for? You could just show us

mean by her showing

need expertise; we're looking

Beverley was totally speechless.

early and met Maisie and her son at the hotel entrance