He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 889

Elara was a woman of action; once she made a decision, she saw it through immediately.

She told Dominic to head straight to the hospital with the food while she drove back to the estate.

Marching straight to her heavy steel safe, she pulled out every jewelry box she owned, carefully selecting the three most magnificent, priceless sets.

One set was her own bridal dowry. Another was a breathtaking anniversary gift Dominic had bought for her a decade ago. The third was a flawless antique collection, an heirloom divided equally among the three Croft daughters-in-law.

Each set was worth a small fortune, dripping in rare, blindingly bright stones.

Yet, Elara had never worn them. She preferred the quiet company of books over the flashiness of diamonds, so the jewels had spent years locked away in the dark.

She remembered wearing the dowry set on the day Julian married Sylvia. Sylvia had practically drooled over it, dropping endless hints about wanting it.

When Sylvia gave birth to the baby they all believed was the Croft heir, Elara had almost gifted her one of the sets.

Thank God Dominic had stopped her.

He had sensed something off about Sylvia, warning Elara that she wasn't the devoted wife she pretended to be and advising against handing over the family wealth too soon. Elara, who had never fully warmed up to Sylvia anyway, agreed.

Looking back, they had dodged a massive bullet.

But Scarlett was completely different. Elara and Dominic trusted her character implicitly. For the sake of their son's happiness, Elara was willing to empty the vault. She wanted to give Scarlett everything.

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