She Left She Thrived She’s Worth Billions novel Chapter 379

"That would ultimately be up to Melanie."

Melanie's lips twitched violently.

She had zero intention of remarrying right now, so why on earth were they casually discussing her hypothetical pregnancies?

Utterly destroyed by Gabriel's mockery, Dominic slumped away in total defeat.

After exiting the Crescent Ridge Estate, Melanie parted ways with Preston and Gabriel.

"Aren't you heading home?"

The 'home' Preston referred to was, naturally, Rosevale Heights.

"I have a few errands to run first. I'll head back when I'm done."

Giving a quick wave, Melanie walked over to her car alone.

Preston watched her slender, captivating silhouette shrink into the distance, his brows knitting into a slight frown.

"Bro, are you really just letting Ms. Royce drive off by herself?"

Gabriel stared at him with wide, disbelieving eyes.

"What else should I do?"

Preston asked flatly.

"Chase after her! Bother her! Flirt with her!"

Hearing Gabriel's terrible advice, Preston's frown deepened.

"You practically just gave her our grandmother's heirloom! Can't you be a little more proactive?"

Gabriel looked like he was going to have an aneurysm out of sheer anxiety.

"My advice? Find a private spot, get her into bed to seal the deal, and figure out the rest later. You're a gorgeous guy, she won't exactly fight you off."

Preston let out a heavy sigh.

"Gabriel, it is a genuine miracle the police haven't locked you up yet."

Withered by Preston's lethal glare, Gabriel hunched his shoulders and tucked his chin into his collar.

Meanwhile, Melanie was driving straight toward her laboratory.

Although it had only been a casual promise last time, she had agreed to formulate a new type of plasmalogen for Elias Carter.

When it came to pharmacology, she never broke her word.

An accident at the intersection ahead had turned the road into a parking lot, forcing Melanie to inch forward agonizingly slowly.

The car felt a bit stuffy, so she rolled her window down.

Coincidentally, the rear window of the car directly beside her glided down at the exact same moment.

Melanie didn't bother looking over, but the woman in the backseat of the neighboring car casually glanced her way.

The glittering necklace at Melanie's throat instantly caught her attention.

She pulled out her phone and tapped into her favorites folder.

Her perfectly manicured finger hovered over a zoomed-in photo.

It was a picture of a breathtaking piece of jewelry.

Encrusted with brilliant diamonds and radiating pure extravagance, it was masterfully accented with several top-tier pigeon-blood rubies.

That necklace was the ultimate heirloom of the Whitmore family.

Years ago, the Whitmore matriarch had adored lilies. To please her, the former head of the family had commissioned master craftsmen to forge an entirely unique jewelry set—

A matching diamond-and-ruby necklace and ring.

Not only was every precious stone rigorously curated, but the design itself intricately mirrored blooming lilies.

The necklace featured several lilies woven together; the stamen of each flower was a fiery ruby, surrounded by a blinding cluster of pristine diamonds.

The ring featured a fully bloomed lily nestled against a delicate bud, mirroring the ruby and diamond layout.

Passed down through the generations, Elara knew that Mrs. Whitmore had ultimately given the necklace to her eldest son, Preston, and the ring to her youngest, Gabriel.

Mrs. Whitmore's intention was for the brothers to bestow the family heirlooms upon their future wives.

Elara had always assumed the necklace in Preston's hands would eventually be hers.

"Harold, please tell my parents... I won't be returning. I'm staying in Averin."