The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 399

Josephine tried to shake off her unease as she bent down to pick it up. She held it in her hand, examining it closely. She was absolutely sure this was the same jade pendant Charles had given Eve as a keepsake when he was taken away all those years ago.

Later, when she reunited with Eve and brought up Iceman, she'd asked about the pendant. Eve had said she didn't have it, blaming her lost memory for not knowing where it ended up. So how did it show up here now? Had someone who found it accidentally left it behind? Who had found this pendant?

While Josephine was lost in thought, the pendant was suddenly snatched from her hand.

"Don't touch my pendant with your dirty hands," Dahlia's voice was ice-cold and sharp, dripping with contempt and hostility. Her hatred for Evelyn was only rivaled by her disdain for Evelyn's mother.

Josephine was quick to react. As the pendant was grabbed, she reflexively reached out and snatched it back, clutching it tightly. Her eyes locked onto the woman who had made a grab for it.

"What do you think you're doing? Give me back my pendant!"

was incredibly important to her; if she showed it to Charles, it might stir memories of their

holding the pendant tightly, looking down at

it

daughter-if the daughter likes to steal other people's men, then the mother must like to take other people's stuff! You're really hitting rock bottom, aren't you? Do you even know your place? Trying

or you'll be facing consequences you can't handle!" Dahlia's tone was threatening as she maneuvered her wheelchair closer, reaching out again

standing firm. "I'm not giving you the pendant. This

causing her expression to change instantly, her mind going

claimed the pendant belonged to that annoying Evelyn. No way! How could it possibly be hers? This old woman must've figured out who she was and learned about the pendant's significance from Evelyn, saying it was Evelyn's just to make Evelyn

was fiercely reluctant to admit that Debbie was Evelyn. She had always looked down on Evelyn, keeping her underfoot. How could she accept that the identity she