Chapter 137 Taking Back What Belongs To Her
Yunice compared it to the gift list Quinton had sent.
It was actly the same.
She had the audacity to claim it as her even saying she begh it with her hard–earned money?
Yunice stood up angrily. “Gill we’re going back to the Saunders mansion!”
Gill still hadn’t understood. “What’s going on?”
The jadeite bracelet was a gift from Quanton. If I don’t claim it now, I’ll owe him. I have to take it back!
“Quin…” Gill blinked, then clicked. Wait, the bracelet’s real
Yunice gave her a sideways glance. So what if it was?
Finished
Gill’s face crumpled. “I told someone it was fake…even bet a hundred bucks on it. I figured there was no way Elsie could afford something that nice. I didn’t think it was from Quinton.”
Yunice panted her shoulder sympathetically. You made a bet. Pay up.”
Gill practically burst into flames and turned her full fury on Elsie. Today I’m going to expose your fake princess act once and for all!TM
When Yunice returned to the Saunders home, the family was in the middle of dinner. The jadeite bracelet was still shining brightly on Elsie’s wrist.
Her sudden arrival took everyone by surprise. Elsie stood up best and asked worriedly. “Tutice, why didn’t you tell us you were coming home?”
Gill crossed her arms next to Yunice and snapped, “Listen to yourself Does our Ms. Saunders need your permission to come back home?”
Gill’s sharp tongue was tailor–made for dealing with fake sweethearts like Elsie.
Elsie remained frozen, her face filled with grief, and turned to Owen for support.
Both Owen and Lily put down their tablewares.
Owen spoke first. “Yunice, I actually have to ask you something. Did you take Dad’s ashes?”
Yunice froze for a second, then feigned confusion. “Dad’s ashes… are missing?”
Owen frowned and was about to scold her for pretending when Yunice beat him to ie She stormed forward and mapped “What kind of son are you, that you can’t even keep track of your own father’s ashes? Useless!”
Owen was stunned. It was the first time Yunice had ever yelled at him like that. For a second he couldn’t even react
But when he saw her fierce expression, it reminded him of the time she nearly bit his ear off in a fight.
That trauma still lingered
I knew exactly how much Yunice cherished Dad. If the ashes were really gone wouldn’t she go crazy?
His eyes widened, and he slammed the table, yelling, I just asked a simple question! Why are you yelling? You act so filial, but when was the last time sont en came home! When was the last time you vicited Father’s orave? You disannese withoor
Listen to those words, Yunice narrowed her eyes. “So the ashes aren’t really missing. You lied to me?”
Gill almost choked on her flesh trying not to laugh.
He was afraid of being called unfilial, so he wouldn’t dare admit that the ashes were gone.
Now that I denied taking them, he changed his tune and claimed they were safe, still trying to use Dad’s remains to manipulate me.
She exhaled deliberately and said, “Good”
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