Speaking of this, Olga gave Rosemary a disdainful look. "We've done our best to raise you all these years! This necklace is a gift for Yoli, don't even think you can snatch it! You better scram before I call
the cops!"
"Mom!" Yolanda chimed in nervously, "Rosemary's biological parents are jobless. She's got five brothers who need to get hitched, and a sick grandmother to take care of... Selling this necklace could bring in some bucks. She needs it more than I do..."
The maids were all moved by Yolanda's kindness, thinking what a considerate and kind-hearted girl she was.
"Mom, since you've given me this necklace, then I have the right to do whatever with it!" Yolanda firmly this took back the necklace from Olga's hand, presenting it to Rosemary as if it were a treasure, "take it, I won't blame you for stealing. It was meant to be yours anyway..."
Rosemary lifted her gaze, her deep brown eyes under her long, dark lashes curiously studying Yolanda.
She thought to herself, Was it necessary to emphasize that she "stole" the necklace? This kind of framing was quite low-level. Was there no smarter way to go about it?
"Sis, I'll hold off mom... you better get moving!"
Rosemary smiled, her captivating eyes seemingly penetrating everything. Yolanda was a bit scared of this side of her, that nonchalant attitude, as if she was in control of everything, like a high queen,
making people uneasy and a bit guilty.
Rosemary took the necklace and smiled slightly. Such a cheap ruby, she really couldn't care less...
Whether it was the color of the necklace, the clarity, or the craftsmanship....
What kind of small workshop could produce such a thing?
Ten thousand dollars? In her eyes, this necklace was worthless.
Just when everyone thought Rosemary would take the necklace... the next second, Rosemary threw the necklace straight into the trash bin. Her actions were decisive and swift, not a second wasted.
Everyone was dumbstruck, even Olga was shocked for a good while, exclaiming, "Rosemary, what the hell are you doing!!! This is your sister's most treasured necklace, she gave it to you, and you just
threw it away like that!!!"
"What? Yolanda gave me the necklace, so I can do whatever I want with it, isn't that what your darling daughter just said?" Rosemary mocked with a cold laugh. "All these years, I didn't take away anything
you guys gave me."
How could she have cared about a measly necklace?
"All the clothes I'm wearing and the stuff in my backpack, I bought them myself."
Rosemary's words made one of the maids scoff. "You say you bought these yourself? That's hilarious.Your money... isn't it your parents who gave it to you?!"
"Do I need to report where my money comes from to a maid?"
"You..."
"You're just a maid that we hired. Focus on your own job."
The maid was angry but couldn't do anything about it.
"Alright-" Attlee sighed, hoping to calm the situation, "Rose, it's about time, let me walk you out."
"No need, Mr. Harris."
She used the address "Mr. Harris," obviously putting distance between herself and the Harris family.
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