Chapter 442
At Maya’s gesture, Marcia confidently unclasped the jade pendant and handed it over. She had personally snatched this from Elissa years ago; there was no way it could be wrong. No wonder Maya had asked to inspect it so closely yesterday. She was confirming her identity.
Marcia’s lips trembled as she fought to contain her elation. Once she became a Wilkinson, Elissa would be at her mercy. The car accident would be swept under the rug. A prestigious family like the Wilkinsons would never allow their own blood to be tarnished by a criminal record.
Oh, Elissa! she thought. What good is being born lucky when, in the end, you’ve just paved the way for me?
Just as a smile threatened to break free, Laurel, after a brief glance at the pendant, fixed her with an icy stare. “Where did you get this p>
Both Marcia and Maya froze, completely blindsided. Maya stammered, “Laurel, is something wrong p>
“Everything is wrong,” Laurel said, her voice sharp. She advanced on Marcia, her expression grim, and grabbed her by the collar. “Tell me. How did you get this pendant p>
“I Marcia had never felt such an intimidating presence from a woman before and she faltered. But she knew this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity she couldn’t afford to lose. She wracked her brain. “It’s always been with me! I’ve worn this pendant for as long as I can remember p>
“Is that so?” Laurel sneered, releasing her. She turned to her family. “This is not the pendant Vera wore p>
With that, she handed the jade to Suzanne.
The moment Suzanne’s fingers brushed against the letter engraved on the back of the pendant, tears streamed down her face. Vera… her Vera.
Every child in the Jensen family received a jade pendant at birth. Suzanne’s parents had a ‘J’ specially carved into hers. When Vera was born prematurely, Suzanne had taken off her own pendant and placed it around her newborn’s neck, praying for her to grow up safe and sound. But even the jade hadn’t been enough to protect her.
Seeing her reaction, Old Mr. and Mrs. Wilkinson’s eyes reddened. Tristan pained by his wife’s years of grief turned angrily to Marcia “Start talking where did you really get this pendant p>
Marcia trembled, at a complete loss for words. Why didn’t they believe her, even
with the pendant? Maya was just as confused. “Laurel, what’s going on p>
Laurel looked directly at her. “This is not Vera’s pendant.” The color and quality were clearly an attempt to replicate the original, but it would
only fool an outsider. Anyone who truly knew jade, let alone a mother.or sister,
Would Sporthe difference
instantly.
But the engraved letter meant that this woman, Marcia, must know something about Vera’s whereabouts. Otherwise, how would she have a replica with the exact same marking?
Suzanne’s shoulders shook as she wheeled herself closer to Marcia, grabbing at her clothes in a desperate frenzy. “Where is Vera? Tell me! Please… I’m begging you p>