Chapter 117 Finally


    Finn picked up the call without much hesitation.


    Compared to Finn, Abel was still just a kid.


    But the boy had grown. His voice was rougher now, with a slight gravelly tone. The urgency was clear in his words. “Uncle Finn, I need to tell you something.


    “I’m begging you.”


    He bit his lip, sounding serious.


    Finn’s brows twitched, surprised.


    This nephew of his had always carried himself with rare pride. He was destined to stand at the top of society.


    But now, he was actually begging.


    Finn closed his eyes tiredly and didn’t respond.


    Abel could sense something strange on the other end, but the uneven breathing told him it was really his Uncle Finn.


    “Go on.”


    Finn’s voice was low and hoarse.


    Abel blinked, feeling like there was some bitterness and annoyance behind that short answer.


    He shook his head, pushing the thought aside.


    What am I thinking? He’s my uncle, after all.


    “The pearl ne you bought at the auction-I want to buy it back at ten times the price.”


    Abel rushed the words out.


    A low chuckle came through the line.


    “For that woman you’re with?”


    Abel froze for a second, then replied firmly, “Yes.”


    “Does she know you’re doing this?”


    “She doesn’t have to.”


    “When did you two meet?”


    “Two-”


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    Finn stayed quiet, slowly sitting at his desk. After a long pause, he exhaled smoke.


    He couldn’t ignore the jealousy building inside him.


    It shook and confused him.


    Why?


    Why am I feeling like this?


    His face blurred like in a fog.


    He slowly raised a hand to press it against his chest.


    Feeling the strange pounding there, Finn felt lost for the first time in his life..


    “Uncle Finn?”


    Abel called again but got no answer.


    Finn’s gaze dropped, lingering on the name “Abel” with deep focus.


    “She has the ne,” he said softly, his voice barely audible.


    “She’s married. Stay away.”


    Abel barely caught the words before the call ended.


    Staring at the dead screen, confusion tangled his thoughts as knots formed between his brows.


    He didn’t call back.


    Uncle Finn said Tess already had the ne.


    And he warned me to keep my distance because she’s married.


    It sounded… like a warning.


    Abel’s heart sank.


    Tess’s husband treats her badly, and they’re close to divorcing. I’m just trying to help her.


    He tossed his phone aside and pulled a photo from under his pillow.


    Though he had kept it carefully, the edges were yellowed and frayed.


    The photo showed a delicate woman’s face. Her soft hair fell over her shoulders, her eyes gentle yet strong.


    Abel absentmindedly traced the photo through its cover, eyes full of longing and memories.


    She’s the woman I’ve been searching for all these years. If she’s about to divorce, that means God’s finally giving me a chance. How could I give up now?


    A sharp, determined light red in Abel’s eyes, fueled by steady resolve.


    That night, the lights in three rooms went out one by one, but none of the people inside could sleep. They tossed and turned until dawn.


    The next morning, Tess woke to a cool breeze drifting into the room.


    She rubbed her aching head and realized she hadn’t shut the window properly the night before.


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    Bored, she scrolled through the messages on her phone until one email caught her attention.


    Tess read carefully, her eyes brightening.


    It confirmed her inheritance rights to Gillian’s estate. She didn’t need to deal with any more notarized papers and just needed to register at the proper department in Aetheris.


    That meant once registered, she’d officially own all of Gillian’s belongings.


    The thought sent a rush of excitement through her, and her heart began beating faster.


    Finally…


    The bittersweet feelings made her feel a pinch in her nose.


    Grandma’s been gone for so long, and now, I can finally hold her things again.


    More importantly, Grandma’s heirlooms won’t fall into the hands of Nadine, someone she really didn’t like.


    Tess exhaled a relieved breath and tiptoed out to freshen up.


    Though she hadn’t slept much, she felt oddly energized-enough to carefully put on light, polished makeup.


    But as she stepped into the living room, a sudden thought hit her-living under the same roof as Finn meant they’d definitely run into each other.


    Remembering the bad moments fromst night, she hesitated and looked around warily.