Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 93

Chapter 93: Chapter 93: Sand Vine Cakes

Sylvia Lancaster froze at her words, her hands beginning to tremble uncontrollably.

She had already entrusted Flynn Adler with taking the necklace to be auctioned off. She couldn’t understand why Elaine Hughes would suddenly bring it up.

Sylvia could only force herself to say quietly, "The necklace... it isn’t with me right now. Mom, why are you suddenly asking about it? Didn’t you say it was a wedding gift for me?"

Seeing the look on her face, how could Elaine not understand?

She stared at Sylvia in disbelief and said, "You... you didn’t actually sell it, did you? Don’t you know that was passed down from your great-grandmother to your grandmother, and then from your grandmother to me? How could you just sell it off like that?!"

Sylvia froze. ’How could Elaine know I sold the necklace?’

The auction at The Nimbus Hotel was a private event, open by invitation only to internal VIP clients. Given the Lancaster Family’s current situation, it was impossible for them to get an invitation. ’Who on earth snitched to Elaine?’

Hearing Elaine say this, Sylvia was even more afraid to admit the truth. She steeled herself and tried to argue, "No, Mom. A friend just borrowed it for a few days. I’ll get it back from her."

Seeing this, Elaine let out a cold, angry laugh. She snatched Sylvia’s phone and said, "Fine. Then call this ’friend’ of yours right now, in front of me!"

Sylvia knew then that Elaine was truly furious. This wasn’t something she could easily brush aside. As this thought hit her, a wave of anxiety washed over her.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the household maids glancing their way, some trying to be subtle, others not. This only made her more flustered.

Sylvia was already not well-regarded in the Sutton Family. The maids were all the type to treat people according to their status, and they didn’t respect her much. They never treated her like Ethan Sutton’s wife and would do a half-hearted job when she asked for anything.

After this scene Elaine was causing today, Sylvia felt her position in the Sutton household would become even more precarious.

At this thought, tears immediately welled up in Sylvia’s eyes. She sobbed quietly, "Mom, please don’t blame me. I did sell the necklace."

Hearing this, Elaine slammed Sylvia’s phone down on the table. She stared at her daughter and scolded, "Sylvia Lancaster, what is wrong with you? Do you have any idea that sapphire necklace is a family heirloom? Why on earth would you sell something so important?"

Sylvia sobbed as she replied, "Mom, I know I was wrong, but I had my reasons."

As Elaine watched her, her anger still simmering with confusion, Sylvia continued, "Ever since Ethan and I got engaged, Dad cut off my allowance. The Sutton Family is having cash flow problems right now, so I felt bad constantly asking Ethan for money. I was completely out of options. I need money to live, you know."

Sylvia had never been in the habit of saving money. Her expenses were high: buying the latest luxury goods, getting spa treatments, attending social gatherings and afternoon teas—every little thing cost money.

Even the Sutton family’s maids wouldn’t properly prepare her afternoon tea unless Sylvia regularly gave them little tips.

Before the engagement, Ethan Sutton had solemnly sworn to Sylvia that he would take care of her for the rest of her life. But after they got married, his attitude slowly changed.

Recently, whenever Sylvia asked Ethan for money, he would accuse her of spending recklessly and complain that she brought no value to the Sutton Family, only squandered their wealth.

When Sylvia complained, he would retort dismissively, "I’m the one earning money to support you right now. What more do you want?"

At times like that, Sylvia was left speechless.

The once-promised "Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you" had become a condescending "You’d better remember, I’m the one supporting you." Sylvia could only think how unbelievably stupid her past self had been.

Sylvia couldn’t stand living like this anymore—always having to hold her hand out and live at someone else’s mercy. Left with no other choice, she could only start selling off her dowry for cash.

Sylvia cried pitifully. "Mom, I really had no choice. A single meal out can cost hundreds of thousands these days. I just thought I’d sell the necklace for some cash flow and then secretly buy it back when I have money again. Mom, please forgive me, okay?"

Seeing her crying so wretchedly, Elaine couldn’t bring herself to say anything more. She sighed and said, "Fine. How much did you sell the necklace for? Give the money to me first. The family is short on cash right now. Your brother and your father are out borrowing money every day, so busy they don’t even have time to come home. You’re a daughter of this family, after all. You can’t be so selfish."

Sylvia was short on money, but so was Mrs. Lancaster. The wealthy wives in her social circle didn’t even invite her to their gatherings anymore. Everyone knew she was broke.

Sylvia was furious. ’The sapphire necklace was given to me as part of my dowry. What right does she have to demand the money back?’

Besides, she’d only sold one sapphire necklace, and here was Elaine, showing up first thing in the morning to condemn her.

’And what about Elaine and Robert? They’ve sold off so many family heirloom antiques and paintings recently. They’re far bigger spendthrifts than I am!’

Sylvia knew she couldn’t get out of this. Elaine wouldn’t back down until she had the money. She bit her lip gently and said in a small voice, "The auction house just transferred the money. Mom, I’ll send it to you right now. I want to help ease the family’s burden, too."

Seeing Sylvia agree to transfer the money, Elaine didn’t press the issue further. In her heart, she still cared for Sylvia. As for the heirloom sapphire necklace, she had no idea who had bought it. They would just have to wait for a chance to buy it back in the future.

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