Chapter 137 Taking Back What Belongs To Her
Yunicepared it to the gift list Quinton had sent.
It was actly the same.
She had the audacity to im it as her even saying she begh it with her hard–earned money?
Yunice stood up angrily. “Gill we’re going back to the Saunders mansion!”
Gill still hadn’t understood. “What’s going on?”
The jadeite bracelet was a gift from Quanton. If I don’t im it now, I’ll owe him. I have to take it back!
“Quin…” Gill blinked, then clicked. Wait, the bracelet’s real
Yunice gave her a sideways nce. So what if it was?
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Gill’s face crumpled. “I told someone it was fake…even bet a hundred bucks on it. I figured there was no way Elsie could afford something that nice. I didn’t think it was from Quinton.”
Yunice panted her shoulder sympathetically. You made a bet. Pay up.”
Gill practically burst into mes and turned her full fury on Elsie. Today I’m going to expose your fake princess act once and for all!TM
When Yunice returned to the Saunders home, the family was in the middle of dinner. The jadeite bracelet was still shining brightly on Elsie’s wrist.
Her sudden arrival took everyone by surprise. Elsie stood up best and asked worriedly. “Tutice, why didn’t you tell us you wereing home?”
Gill crossed her arms next to Yunice and snapped, “Listen to yourself Does our Ms. Saunders need your permission toe back home?”
Gill’s sharp tongue was tailor–made for dealing with fake sweethearts like Elsie.
Elsie remained frozen, her face filled with grief, and turned to Owen for support.
Both Owen and Lily put down their tablewares.
Owen spoke first. “Yunice, I actually have to ask you something. Did you take Dad’s ashes?”
Yunice froze for a second, then feigned confusion. “Dad’s ashes… are missing?”
Owen frowned and was about to scold her for pretending when Yunice beat him to ie She stormed forward and mapped “What kind of son are you, that you can’t even keep track of your own father’s ashes? Useless!”
Owen was stunned. It was the first <b>time </b>Yunice had ever yelled at him like that. For a second he couldn’t even react
But when he saw her fierce expression, it <b>reminded </b>him of the time she nearly bit his ear off in a fight.
That trauma still lingered
I knew exactly how much Yunice cherished Dad. If the ashes were really gone wouldn’t she go crazy?
His eyes widened, and he mmed the table, yelling, I just asked <b>a </b>simple question! Why are you yelling? You act so filial, but when <b>was </b>thest time sont en came home! When <b>was </b>thest time you vicited Father’s orave? You disannese withoor
Chapter 137 Taking Back What Belongs To Her
Listen <b>to </b>those words, Yunice narrowed her eyes. “So the ashes aren’t really missing. You lied to me?”
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Owen avoided her gaze but replied righteously, “Exactly. Who would steal ashes anyway? But if you’re going to keep avoiding home and ignoring your phone, maybe you shouldn’t bother visiting Dad’s grave anymore.”
Yunice pressed her lips together.
<b>Gill </b>almost choked on her flesh trying not to <bugh</b>.
That is Owen, all hypocrisy. Once you saw through him and ignored his little tricks, he became ridiculously easy to handle.
<i>He </i>was afraid of being called unfilial, so he wouldn’t dare admit that the ashes were gone.
Now that I denied taking them, he changed his tune and imed they <b>were </b>safe, still trying to use Dad’s remains to manipte me.
Yunice scanned Lily and Elsie. Both wore calm, unaffected expressions, as if nothing had happened.
She exhaled deliberately <b>and </b><b>said</b>, “Good”
Owen frowned slightly, though he was relieved. I had already restored the tomb. Who would ever know if the ashes were there or not?
Yunice finally stood up and said to Gill, “Gill, would you mind helping me get Mr. Quinton’s wedding presents into the car?”
Owen and Elsie looked at Yunice immediately. So she was back for the gifts?
Yunice turned to Owen with a smile. “Mr. Owen, where did you put the wedding gifts that Mr. Quinton left for me?”
Owen scowled and avoided the question. “Yunice, stop making <b>a </b>scene.”
That sarcastic “Mr. Owen, followed by the immediate request for gifts–it was obvious she hade to cause trouble.
Yunice’s smile cooled.
<b>Gill</b>, however, was familiar with the house. Without waiting for Owen’s answer, she went to the storage room <b>to </b><b>search</b>, only to find empty gift boxes inside!
“Ms. Saunders, there’s a safe box in here!” she called.
It made sense. Gifs worth almost nine figures wouldn’t just be lying around.
Yunice nced at Owen, then walked straight to the safe.
Owen and Lily both got up and followed her.
Lily quickly tried to defuse the situation. “Yunice, you haven’t eaten yet, have you? Let <b>Giana </b>get you <b>a </b>bowl of rice first. We can talk about everything else after we eat.”
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