Chapter 4
Chapter 4:
Calmly, she bent down and picked up the bracelet, letting its brilliance glint in the light. Without a word, she approached Sonya, holding the clasp up to her face. “Take a good look,” Yelena said, her voice cool and composed. “Read what’s engraved here p>
Sonya’s smile wavered, her confidence slipping as she hesitated. Narrowing her eyes, she leaned in, her gaze falling on the inscription. The elegant engraving stood out clearly—Y.R.
“How… how could this be?” Sonya stammered, her voice faltering as her shock momentarily slipped through her polished exterior.
“Aren’t you a devoted fan of Yvonne’s work, Sonya? Surely, you’re aware that this series was designed with the option for custom engravings—each bracelet made unique to its owner. Not only that, but as a limited edition, every single piece is registered with an identification code. One-of-a-kind, impossible to duplicate.” Yelena’s
Her lips curled into a wry smile. Her tone, calm yet laced with cutting mockery, was a blade honed to perfection.
Before Sonya could respond, the sound of hurried footsteps broke the silence. A servant descended the staircase, clutching another bracelet in her hand. “Miss Roberts, is this the bracelet you’ve been searching for p>
The room fell into stunned silence, all eyes locking onto the bracelet in the servant’s hand.
Sonya, recovering quickly, plastered on a strained smile and let out an exaggerated sigh of relief. “Oh, there it is! I can’t believe it was here all along. How silly of me!” Her voice dripped with forced cheer, but her mind raced, panic bubbling just beneath the surface. What happened? She had been certain she’d slipped the bracelet into Yelena’s bag.
Yelena’s icy gaze fixed on Sonya, the corners of her lips tugging into a cool, condescending smirk. “Well, Sonya, do you still think I stole your precious bracelet? Are you sure you want to get the police involved p>
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Sonya’s composure wavered for a split second before she replied, “This bracelet is worth a small fortune. Tell me, Yelena, how could you possibly afford something like this? Unless…” She paused, her smile twisting into something uglier. “Unless you resorted to something less… honorable. After all, some girls these days will do anything for the right price p>
Yelena’s smile sharpened into a blade, her eyes glinting with icy disdain. “You seem awfully knowledgeable about that line of work, Sonya. Tell me—was it firsthand experience that taught you how these trades operate? Did you sell yourself before rejoining the Roberts family? Is that why you’re so well-versed in the details p>
Sonya’s face burned crimson, her mouth opening and closing in sputtering outrage. “You… you’re making baseless accusations p>
“Yelena, you insolent brat!” Tatiana roared, her face contorted in rage as she slammed her fist against the armrest. “How dare you speak to Sonya like that? Get out of this house! Out of this family! And don’t ever come back p>
Yelena’s smile grew sharper, radiant with defiance. Her eyes glittered with icy resolve. “Beg me on your knees, and still, I wouldn’t step foot in this place again,” she said, her voice as smooth as steel.
Turning on her heel, she slung her worn black bag over her shoulder and strode toward the door. She didn’t hesitate, didn’t look back. For her, the Roberts family and their hollow pretenses were already a closed chapter. She felt no sadness, only relief.
The charade was over. “Good riddance!” Tatiana sneered behind her, venom dripping from her words.