The Heiress’s Second Chance at Vengeances
Chapter 452 The Fake Ring
Zayden didn’t say a word. He just turned and walked out of the Tames estate.
Tracy wasn’t surprised at all. She’d grown used to this kind of reaction from him.
Whenever Zayden didn’t want to hear what she had to say, he walked away. But really, what did <b>it </b><b>matter</b><b>? </b>In the end, didn’t he alwayse crawling back?
They were in Sra, after all. And she was the one holding onto all his passports and IDs.
Zayden had nowhere to go.
It waste–well past midnight.
Eliza stepped out into the courtyard to get some air, and that’s when she saw Zayden leaving the Tames residence.
The Tames family had been living on the Sue family’s estate, so it wasn’t exactly rare to bump into each other.
She frowned. “What are you doing out here?” <i>Shouldn’t </i><i>he </i><i>be </i><i>inside </i>with <i>Tracy</i><i>? </i>
Zayden met her eyes, and the image of what Tracy had done shed through his mind.
“I… couldn’t sleep.”
“Oh.” Eliza nodded. “Makes sense.”
“You can’t sleep either?”
“It’s nothing serious. Just something small.”
Zayden noticed she wasn’t nning to mention anything about the missing ring. After a short pause, he said, “If it’s something small, don’t let it keep you up. Get some sleep. Things might look better tomorrow.”
If Tracy’s n worked, she’d probably hand the ring over to Tristan tomorrow.
Sure, Nn hadn’t delivered it himself, but the result would be the same either way.
But something about the way Zayden spoke made Eliza pause. It was like he knew something she didn’t–or maybe he was hiding something himself.
She narrowed her eyes. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Nothing,” he replied quickly.
Zayden didn’t want to be alone with her too long. Before she could say more, he turned and walked back toward the Tames estate.
The next morning, a package arrived for Tracy from Westbrook.
She unwrapped it carefully–and inside was a single ring.
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<b>The </b>stone <b>glowed </b><b>a </b>deep crimson, perfectly cut and gleaming <b>like </b><b>it </b><b>belonged </b>in a royal collection
No wonder Tristan had been so eager to see it for himself.
Smiling, Tracy closed the ring box and tucked it away. She’d deliver it to Tristan as <b>soon </b><b>as </b>the <b>moment </b>was right.
Just then, Nn rushed in from outside, looking exhausted. He’d probably caught the earliest <b>flight </b><b>he </b>could find.
“Well? Did you find the ring?” Eliza asked as she met him in the living room.
Nn shook his head. “The security footage shows someone’s silhouette, but they were clearly <b>prepared</b><b>. </b>We couldn’t get a clear shot of their face. No idea who slipped in and took it.”
Eliza nodded slowly. “Whoever could pull that off in your house… definitely not just some ordinary <b>thief</b><b>. </b>
Before they could say more, Tracy and Zayden entered from the front door.
“What’s going on?” Tracy asked, her voice full of fake concern. “Did something happen?” Eliza was about to brush her off with an excuse, but Tracy pressed on. “I think I overheard Mr. Hayes say something about <i>a </i>missing ring. Is it that one from the Leaf Corp banquet? The one he gave you?”
Eliza’s eyes narrowed. “You know about that?”
<i>How </i><i>could </i><i>Tracy </i><i>possibly </i><i>know</i>? <i>She </i><i>wasn’t </i><i>around </i><i>during </i><i>yesterday’s </i><i>conversation </i><i>with </i><i>Nn </i>and the others. Just then, Tristan came downstairs, followed by Ronaldo and Christian. Only Halbert was missing.
“Tristan. Ronaldo. Christian,” Tracy said, greeting each of them with a sweet smile.
Tristan simply nodded, cold and indifferent.
The other two weren’t any warmer. But Tracy was used to it by now. She smiled anyway and pulled out the small ring box.
“On the way back to Sra, I had my team keep an eye on Westbrook. I just had a feeling something might happen. And I was right–someone actually broke into the Hayes house and tried to steal your ring. Luckily they caught them and got it back. It was delivered to me first thing this morning.” She smiled sweetly as she handed the box to Eliza. “Take a look. Is this the one you lost?”
Something about the story didn’t sit right. Anyone listening would’ve picked up on how off Tracy’s exnation sounded–but she either didn’t notice or just didn’t care.
Eliza opened the box.
Inside was the same ring Nn had given her.
Tracy leaned forward, smug. “Look closely, Eliza. That’s your ring, right?”
She was sure of it. She’d seen Eliza wear it before. There was no way she’d be wrong.
Eliza didn’t say anything. Instead, she handed the ring to Tristan. “Take a look.” Tristan held the ring up to the light for a moment, then said tly, “It’s a fake.”
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Tracy’s expression froze.
“What? No. That’s not possible,”
She had warned her people over and over–no one else was supposed to touch the ring. They were supposed to deliver it straight to her. <i>So </i><i>how </i><i>the </i><i>hell </i><i>was </i>it a fake<i>? </i>
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