No Strings Attached

Chapter 293

Clara's aunt pointed an accusing finger at Clara. "I always said you and your mother were nothing but bad omens, bringing just bad luck. You just had to take Reed to see the doctor, and now look what happened! The man's gone, and we were all counting on him to make ends meet."

"I bet she had something to do with Reed's death. She probably wants to hog that family heirloom all to herself."

"With all the grandchildren we have, there's no way that treasure should go to just her. She's always been a financial drain. We ought to auction it off and split the cash."

"Yeah, sell it and split the proceeds."

In a flash, Reed's funeral had turned into a scene of greed and division.

Reed in his suit. She was wracked with guilt. If only she hadn't taken Reed away that day, maybe he'd still be alive. The cacophony of insults and reproaches seemed to encase

to the clamorous crowd. "Grandpa Reed knew you lot would pull a stunt like this, so he donated the heirloom to the

her eyes scanning the photo of the heirloom. There was Reed's signature and the museum's seal. Tears, which had been stubbornly absent until then, suddenly cascaded down her cheeks. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to

a word. He wanted us all fawning over

in the end, Casey and Clara shouldered the costs. Even at the

statue as if she had cried all her tears in the days

her, put a comforting arm around her shoulders. "Clara, let's head back home. We can

looked up, her eyes red and swollen. "Has

darkened. "Yes, she's been found. My father has

"Take me to her."

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