Marcus, who was on the other end of the line, was silent.
Even through the phone, Josiah could guess that Marcus looked blank and cold. The latter’s signature skill was keeping a stoic face.
“Z…” Josiah started with a cough. “Don’t you have anything to say?”
“What?” Marcus sounded like he could either be smirking or not. “I gave it to her. It’s hers. It’s her decision what to do with it.”
“But that’s Le Esse. Your great-grandmother wore it before!”
Marcus stayed quiet and added weight to his dumbbells. His muscles tensed up when he lifted them, his strength overflowing.
“How much did she sell the bangle for?”
“Hmm…” Josiah chuckled. “She didn’t!”
Marcus furrowed his brows. He had seen the small woman on pins and needles as she’d kept glancing toward the drawer last night. He had guessed that she would sell the jewelry. After all, Yelena had stolen her 40,000-dollar wedding gift from her, and she was in a hurry to pay the medical bills.
Where would she gather so much money if she did not sell the jewelry?
What Marcus had not expected was that she’d have already entered the jeweler’s and come back out with the bangle.
“Z, I happened to be around today, so I recognized Le Esse the moment she took it out. I thought some bold thief had stolen it from you, but it was my sis-in-law!”
Josiah cackled. “She’s an interesting one, Z. I thought she was in need of money and asked my guy to give her a high price… Of course, it was nothing compared to Le Esse’s value, but it was definitely a good price for her!”
“Hmm, and?”
“And…” Josiah scratched his head. “I didn’t expect her not to sell it!”
An unusual feeling struck Marcus. The image of Cordelia looking fraught with worry last night flashed in his mind again.
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