The Breaking Point of Love

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Just like the previous property deed, since these items were placed on her vanity table, it meant they were meant for her.

Feeling puzzled, Celeste opened one of the round brocade boxes.

The moment she lifted the lid and saw what was inside, she froze for a second. It was the set of emerald jewelry she had wanted to bid on at the auction a few days ago!

The other box was a rectangular one that looked heavy. Could it be…

She put down the round brocade box and opened the rectangular one. Inside, as expected, was a scroll.

She picked up the scroll, placed it on the round table in the room, and slowly unrolled it. A stunningly lifelike embroidered painting, shimmering with brilliance, was revealed before her eyes.

Looking at the two auction pieces she had wanted just days ago, now both in her hands, Celeste remained silent for a long time.

She thought, if she wasn’t mistaken, these two items had been bought by Trevor as birthday gifts for her grandma.

One would be given in Martha’s name. The other would be given in their name as husband and wife.

Just then, Jordyn came running up the

then casually remarked, “Oh, Dad

hum before carefully rolling up the scroll and

putting the brocade boxes away, she and Jordyn headed

on a roller coaster ride. After spending most of the day with Jordyn,

was still having fun and wanted to

have never been able to bear dampening her spirits–she would always prioritize

still have other things to do. If you

bodyguards to tag along. She pouted unhappily and

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worked–Celeste could never resist her sweet

give in again. But this time, Celeste gently pushed her away and said, “I

brows, Jordyn assumed her

car, set the navigation,

set—a fountain pen, a bottle of iron gall ink, blotting paper, and fine handmade paper–crafted from the

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Chapter 117