Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Selena paused for a moment. She had anticipated needing to jump through hoops before he would lend a hand with this issue, given his usual antics. But this time, he was surprisingly efficient. Perhaps he still had a scrap of conscience left. Feeling relieved, Selena found herself softening towards him, her tone gentler, "Alright, got it."

After hanging up, Selena rested her chin on her hand, lost in thought. She and Sydney weren't exactly close, and she had no idea what Sydney liked.

Apologizing needed a personal touch, something that would really resonate.

Selena shot a message to Joy, who was the go-to person for all the latest scoop in their circle. If anyone knew, it'd be her.

As expected, Joy delivered the goods: [Sydney's a fan of emerald. She's into collecting emerald pendants. I remember there's this vintage emerald pendant at the Gallery she'd love.] Joy sent over the details of the pendant.

Selena's eyes widened at the price tag. Seven figures... It was going to be a big hit to her already tight finances.

But for Ricky, it was worth it!

buy the pendant first, then swing by her apartment to pack for her trip back to Moon Bay. About thirty

here was clearly well-heeled, so the staff were all smiles and politeness, ushering her into a cozy lounge and

pendant and showed it to the sales associate, getting straight

choice. This is a limited edition, blessed by a master, and it's one

took a sip

holding a beautifully crafted box. She set it on the table before Selena and lifted the

was top-notch, brilliantly clear and shiny. The detailed craftsmanship

everything was in order, Selena nodded. "Please wrap it up nicely for me. It's a

"Of course."

as the sales associate was about to close the lid, a hand with perfectly manicured nails reached in to

head-to-toe designer gear, flanked by a slew of assistants. Her entourage was

an eyebrow