Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 390

Carl watched as Rosita's face darkened, his expression never wavering from its polite professionalism. "This diamond," he said, voice measured and calm, "was custom-commissioned at great expense by Mr. Wentworth. It has always belonged to someone else. You've had it long enough, Ms. Lockwood. It's time to return it."

Rosita clenched her jaw, fury simmering in her eyes, but she knew she had no choice.

She strode over to the safe and retrieved a velvet jewelry box, deep blue and elegant.

Carl took it from her, opening it to check the contents.

Inside lay the diamond, dazzling and flawless-a rare natural stone from South Africa, one of a kind, worth a fortune.

He pulled on a pair of white gloves and lifted the diamond for inspection, turning it carefully under the light.

Etched on the inside were two letters: BK.

Satisfied it was genuine, Carl placed the diamond back in the box and closed the lid with a quiet snap.

He nodded coolly at Rosita. "Thank you for your cooperation, Ms. Lockwood."

Then, without another word, he turned and walked out, the box in hand.

Rosita stood there, her face twisted with barely contained rage.

...

later, Rosita and Daisy stepped

out boxes, loading them

two mattresses-one from Rosita's bedroom, the other from the room Lauren

the mattresses being carted out,

at the movers, her voice sharp with anger. "I don't want that mattress anymore! You don't need to

side, raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure you don't

gone. "What's that supposed to mean, Carl? I'm one of the top

these have already been used. Mr. Wentworth certainly won't be keeping them. If you don't want them, we'll

into fists,

Stewart wanted to make a show of discarding even

was a blatant, unforgivable

she struggled to keep her temper in check. Then, turning to Daisy, she said tightly, "Daisy, go

the car in the garage is also

Rosita froze.

looking from Rosita to Carl, unsure what to do. Rosita's composure finally broke. Tears welled up and spilled down her

own ride, Ms. Lockwood. We'll

her jaw shook. She yanked out

a place for her to stay and sent a

the time she left, she shot Carl a cold,

his nose. He took out his phone and dialed. "Mr. Wentworth,