Damian’s POV

That’s my mom’s necklace.

The one and only in the whole world.

Mom died in a car crash twenty–some years ago, along with my baby sister. Or so they told us. But they never found my sister’s body. I mean, sure the car fell off a cliff and burned, and sure there might have been some wild animals. Even Mom’s body was not intact.

But I never believed them. They all think I’m doing this because I blame myself. I do blame myself, and Mom’s death was on me. But that’s not the reason.

A person doesn’t just disappear into thin air. Nor would a sapphire.

And I’m looking at both of them right now, with my own eyes!

“What are you doing?!” I grunt at Jack Fuller, only to realize it’s not my place to yell. Sure it’s his daughter- – well, adopted daughter –but it doesn’t mean he has the right to do such a thing!

are you?” The old man frowns at me. Seriously, I barely meet people who doesn’t know their place in the world holding such wealth still. They usually perish

awkwardly at his father, “Also, He is the brilliant lawyer you were meeting today. You

way too early than most, and I stayed in it, partly for my mom and my baby sister.

up a law firm in every city that Mom had been to, and I searched for my sister in that

city, I

was very special, and so was mine and my sisters.

come for this arrogant man who took a

man finally snaps out of it, glancing around with an apologetic look, “I left my daughter in charge, but I didn’t know she would hold a party.

carefully. I don’t buy his bullshit apologize.

“surprise of a

I feel like his weird attitude is caused by my comment and a simple outburst. Did

party, but maybe we can have our

glances in a certain direction, and I follow his sight. A room on

his own temples with one hand, “I had a bad headache today. I thought I could tough it through, but I don’t

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