Chapter 237
Both Rachel and Cynthia turned to the doorway and saw Shirley leaning against the doorframe, holding a Hermes bag. Her eyes were filled with sarcasm and disdain.
Rachel was surprised and stood up, her excitement barely contained. “You’re hack. Shirley.”
Seeing Shirley brought Rachel joy. No matter what, she had deep feelings for her daughter. For over twenty years, she had raised Shirley on her own, enduring hardships and sacrifices. Unfortunately, she was too poor to provide her with a better life.
Dennis’s drinking and gambling had left a significant psychological trauma on Rachel. Over the years, she had constantly moved with Shirley, both of them facing many struggles.
Rachel felt sorry for Shirley. She believed that her estrangement stemmed from her shortcomings as a mother. With her limited education, she hadn’t been able to guide Shirley properly
As a mother, she felt like a complete failure. However, deep down, she loved Shirley who wasn’t even related by blood.
With concern. Rachel asked, “Have you had lunch yet, Shirley?”
Shirley entered the house, looking arrogant. Tve been set up and haven’t had time to cat.”
Rachel quickly replied, “Then join us. Come and sit down.”
Standing next to the dining table, Shirley glanced down at the food with a condescending look.
She said, “No thanks. I don’t want to eat this awful stuff. I’m going to a fancy restaurant for a meal later. It’s a place you could never afford, but for me, it’s just my regular cafeteria.
Rachel’s face darkened, a mix of embarrassment and helplessness washing over her. She stood there, unsure whether to leave or stay.
Cynthia remained calm, her gaze steady yet chilling, “If you’re not going to eat, Shirley, then leave. Don’t come here acting like a spoiled princess.”
Shirley laughed and defiantly took a seat. “This is my home where I’ve lived for twenty years. How dare you tell me to leave? You’re the one who should go.”
Cynthia said, “Oh, you know this is your home, right? When was the last time you came back after reuniting with the Jones family? Since you’ve forgotten your roots and have no fondness for this place, then you should never come back.”
Shirley sneered and said. “Are you lecturing me, Cynthia? Look at this dump! Even if you begged me to come back, 1 wouldn’t. Only a bumpkin like you would still think this place is nice. Sure, it’s your home, and you should enjoy living here.
As Shirley spoke, Rachel stood nearby, and every word pierced her heart like a knife. Turning away, she wiped her tears and headed to the kitchen.
Cynthia glared at Shirley, feeling no desire to engage with someone like her. “What are you doing here, Shirley?”
Shirley fixed her gaze on Cynthia. “Where’s the pendant? Where is the pink lucky charm pendant from the Yates family?” Cynthia frowned. “Why would you care?”
Shirley acted like it was obvious. “You know that pendant was meant for the daughter of the Jones family, Cynthia, and it should have been mine. You’ve been living my life for years, but you’re not taking my pendant.
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“Do yourself a favor and give it back to me now.”
Cynthia leaned back in her chair, casually flipping her hair with a lazy demeanor. “What if I refuse?”
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Shirley yelled, “You’re so shameless, Cynthia! That pendant belongs to the Jones family. How dare you keep it? Mom and Dad sent me to get it, and if you don’t hand it over, you’ll not be allowed to come back to the Jones residence!”
Cynthia smiled and said. “Sounds good to me. Please tell them to take care
Shirley was furious and surprised that Cynthia seemed unfazed by the threat of being kicked out. It made sense. Cynthia was now Jonathan’s fiancée, so she didn’t have to care about the Jones family.
Frustrated. Shirley shot back, Tm going to sue you, Cynthia. This is extortion
Cynthia chuckled and said. “Bring it on. I’ll be waiting for your lawsuit.”
Cynthia’s nonchalant attitude only fueled Shirley’s rage. If Shirley weren’t aware of Cynthia’s strength, she would have slapped her across the face. However, now, she felt utterly powerless, trembling with anger.
Rachel stepped out. Although she didn’t know what the two were arguing about, she understood they were fighting over something That belongs to Cynthia, Shirley. You shouldn’t cover it. If you really like it, I can buy you one.”
Rachel knew Shirley well. When she was little, she always demanded whatever others had. Rachel did her best to satisfy her, but it only made Shirley’s desires grow.
Hearing Rachel’s words, Shirley spun around. “You know nothing. Can you even afford a pendant worth millions of dollars
Before Shirley could finish, Cynthia raised her hand in a threatening gesture. Shirley, already scared of being hit, instinctively covered her head. However, Cynthia didn’t hit her.
Cynthia said indifferently, ‘Aren’t you going to leave? Or do you want me to slap you?”
Shirley was furious, but she knew she was no match for Cynthia Crabbing her bag, she sprinted toward the door.
As Shirley reached the entrance, she overheard Cynthia and Rachel talking and deliberately slowed her pace.
“I should be going, Remember to lock my room. Make sure Shirley doesn’t go in there,” said Cynthia.
Rachel nodded. “Okay, be careful on your way.”
Cynthia quickly left the house, but Shirley lingered behind. Doubts swirled in her mind. She wondered, “Why lock the door? What was Cynthia hiding? Did she have something that shouldn’t be seen?
Hiding on the balcony, Shirley watched Cynthia leave Splendid Garden in her car. Then, she sneaked into Cynthia’s room.
At that moment, Rachel was busy washing dishes in the kitchen, unaware of Shirley’s presence. She hadn’t locked Cynthia’s bedroom, so Shirley slipped in effortlessly.
Once inside, Shirley began rummaging through everything. She thought, “What could be in Cynthia’s room that I’m not allowed to see?‘
Soon, Shirley found a delicate wooden box at the very bottom of Cynthia’s dressing table. Made of wood, it was exquisitely -crafied. She could tell immediately it held something valuable.
Unable to contain her excitement, Shirley opened the box, her eyes gleaming with greed. Inside lay the pendant–the pink lucky charm pendant she had been coveting.
It felt like a stroke of luck. Shirley couldn’t believe this was real. She couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
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