Chapter 387

Memories flooded back, unraveling like threads of pain. Sarah realized that every time she opened the master bedroom door, she would be dragged back into the past. Determined to shut those feelings away, she firmly closed the door, as though locking the pain inside.

She returned to her own room. Last time, she had found that strange photo tucked inside a book, which led her to search through every book on the shelf, only to come up empty-handed.

Next, she opened the jewelry box hidden in her closet-a gift from her parents, containing some of her mother's jewelry. She sifted through its contents, and beneath the antique bracelets, she discovered a peculiar bracelet.

Sarah picked it up. The gold-stamped Cartier logo was faded and chipped. Pieces like this needed regular care to maintain their pristine condition, but this bracelet had been sitting untouched in the cold box for three years.

Something about it didn't sit right with her.

Wait!

Her eyes widened as a realization struck. She felt like she had overlooked something important.

What was it?

Then it hit her.

Cartier bracelet before. It was a gift from their

was correct, Zachary was the only person who had ever given her

she placed the bracelet in her bag, deciding to take it back to

but tracking down the history of a bracelet was

with unique serial numbers for authenticity, though getting such information typically


warm professionalism. Without wasting time, she handed over the bracelet, pretending to

friends are saying it's a fake. I need you to

glances. When one of them took the bracelet from Sarah,

from a collection designed four years ago by our late master craftsman, Roselle. It's one of his final works and

by the excitement in the employee's voice. She hadn't realized the bracelet was considered a masterpiece, much less the pinnacle

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