Carl watched as Rosita's face darkened, his expression never wavering from its polite professionalism. "This diamond," he said, voice measured and calm, "was custom-commissioned at great expense by Mr. Wentworth. It has always belonged to someone else. You've had it long enough, Ms. Lockwood. It's time to return it."

Rosita clenched her jaw, fury simmering in her eyes, but she knew she had no choice.

She strode over to the safe and retrieved a velvet jewelry box, deep blue and elegant.

Carl took it from her, opening it to check the contents.

Inside lay the diamond, dazzling and flawless-a rare natural stone from South Africa, one of a kind, worth a fortune.

He pulled on a pair of white gloves and lifted the diamond for inspection, turning it carefully under the light.

Etched on the inside were two letters: BK.

Satisfied it was genuine, Carl placed the diamond back in the box and closed the lid with a quiet snap.

He nodded coolly at Rosita. "Thank you for your cooperation, Ms. Lockwood."

Then, without another word, he turned and walked out, the box in hand.

Rosita stood there, her face twisted with barely contained rage.

...

and Daisy stepped out

out boxes, loading them onto a

the other from the room Lauren used to

the mattresses being carted out,

anger. "I don't want that mattress anymore!

to one side, raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure you don't want

one of the

these have already been used. Mr. Wentworth certainly won't be keeping them. If you don't want them, we'll just have

fists, humiliation

throwing her out wasn't enough-now Stewart wanted to make a show of discarding even the mattress she

a blatant, unforgivable

spat, closing her eyes as she struggled to keep her temper in check. Then, turning to Daisy, she said tightly, "Daisy, go start the

cut in again, polite but firm. "Ms. Lockwood, the car in the garage is also registered under Mr. Wentworth's name.

Rosita froze.

from Rosita to Carl, unsure what to do. Rosita's composure finally broke. Tears welled up and spilled down

"You're welcome to arrange for your own ride, Ms. Lockwood. We'll

her teeth so hard her jaw shook. She yanked out

up a place for her to stay and sent

she left, she shot Carl a cold, defiant glare, holding

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