She Accepted Divorce He Panicked (Scarlett and Sebastian) novel Chapter 243

I got Mom’s necklace. Even when completing the process in the office after the auction, it still feels surreal. Anna Fuller’s appearance was unexpected, but what was the real surprise was how easily Johhny Vanderbilt gave up on the necklace in the end when I called my price.

I can’t take the necklace away, not till the bank processes the deal. But I got all the papers the Fuller’s provided for its authenticity. Finally, the first step of my revenge, is grasped in my palm. The plan is to get the papers and send them to prison –

Silco would freeze the card after I win the necklace, giving me exactly three days to prove the Fuller’s guilty on faking the files. I want Mom’s necklace, but I don’t plan on making that bloodsucking family billionaires by buying something originally mine from them.

It’s them who have to pay.

“So…” I turn to Damian, feeling a bit awkward. I have been really mean to him ever since I met him, and yet he came to my help today without hesitation. I’d be lying if I said I’m not touched.

I’m just… a bit allergic to the concept of “family” right now.

“I’m really glad that you called me today,” Damian picks up the sentence I fail to continue, his eyes tender with nothing but a genuine glow, “Mom would want you to have her necklace, I know that.”

“I--”

He thinks it’s all about getting Mom’s necklace. It doesn’t feel good, using him. Looking into his happy eyes, I couldn’t utter a word.

“Sorry!” He looks bummed when his phone rings. I’m actually grateful because I wouldn’t have been able to continue either.

He glances at his phone before hanging it up.

“You-you can go ahead and answer!” I try to dodge the awkward conversation, “It might be important!”

“It’s okay,” He waves his phone carelessly, “They will call back if it is.”

I’m too used to people treating me with malignity that I actually forgot how to handle kindness.

Buried in my dark hell I once thought, the first twenty years of my life were so hard only because I tried to be good. Because I cared too much about other people. I thought it would be easy if I just turned evil. I thought if I could cut out my heart and love no one, then there wouldn’t be pain, like before.

It doesn’t feel so good.