He desperately wanted to calm down, but the weeds seemed to grow crazily in his heart. He couldnât calm down at all, or even think normally.
After thinking about what Jessica had said earlier, he reached out and touched the necklace he wore. She stroked it with her fingers.
After a long while, she was finally defeated by her curiosity. She sat down, removed the damp cloth from her forehead, placed it on the table and removed the necklace.
The necklace was very simply styled and there wasnât even a pendant. She held it up against the light and saw nothing special about it.
The only thing she was sure of was that the necklace contained platinum of high purity.
It sparkled when she looked at it in the light and didnât look like something made long ago.
When she wanted to put it back on, she discovered that there were small letters on the bayonet. As the letters were too small to see clearly, he got up and went to the window to get the light. Only then did he see what the letters on the top were: hx.08.za0102.
She frowned â what is this? She hadnât seen this jewelry mark.
What does it mean?
She looked carefully again and again. There was nothing but those letters. She leaned back against the couch. If it really was what Jessica had said, that this necklace had been left to her by her mother, it would undoubtedly have some special meaning.
After all, she would still more or less be thinking about her daughter, wouldnât she?
She wasnât feeling melancholy. She had no feelings or remorse for a person she had never met. She just felt so⦠absurd.
She didnât want to upset her anymore when she couldnât understand her. She wanted to keep it as it should be. She got up and went to the bedside, opened the bedside table and set about finding a box to put it in. However, he saw the contract document from the HX bank safe in the drawer. Jayden Nelson had gifted the WY Group stock to his two sons and a pink diamond dear to his daughter. Since she had nowhere to put them, she had registered a safe at HX Bank to put all those valuable things in it.
She was ready to take them out and give them to her children when they were older.
The initials of the HX bank were HX. Could it be a coincidence?
She picked up her phone and dialed the HX bank service number.
The phone soon connected and a soft female voice came on. âThis is the service number for HX Bank. Hello, what can I do for you?â
Dolores looked at the letters on the necklace and asked, âDo you have a safe called za0102?â
âIâm sorry, we donât.â
Dolores frowned â had she guessed wrong?
âThe safe number here is all two digits. There is no such safe number.â
Double digits.
Dolores looked at the letters hx.08.za0102, and finally fixed her eyes on the two numbers in the center, âAnd the 08?â
âLet me check for you.â The staffâs voice came again, âYes, we have a safe with the number 08.â
Dolores basically understood what the alphabets and numbers meant. The number 08 meant HX bank safe no. 08. The last combination of alphabets and numbers was to be the password.
âWhat else can I do for you, miss?â
Doloresâ mind was brought back to reality. She pondered and asked, âCould you help me find out who it is that keeps this safe?â
âIâm sorry, I canât. This is about our clientâs privacy. Our bank strictly stipulates that we cannot disclose our customerâs personal information. If you need it, I suggest you handle it yourself.â
âI see. Thank you.â Dolores hung up, sat down next to the bed and looked at what was in her hand.
She didnât know how long she sat there, until Coral came upstairs and called her to eat.
She contained her emotions and went downstairs. The huge villa was silent and seemed empty. Samuel and Simona were sitting cross-legged on the carpet and were stacking blocks. Samuelâs expression was a little impatient. He seemed to be compelled to play with his sister.
That was because only Simona had a smile on her face.
Dolores came downstairs and looked at the two children. âWash your hands and come and eat.â
Samuel, as if he had been given amnesty, quickly got up and ran over. âItâs finally time to eat.â
Dolores pinched his face. âAre you that reluctant to play with your sister?â
Samuel shook his head. âIf she plays something interesting, of course Iâd like to play with her, but block building is such a childish game that Iâm not interested.â
Simona slowly walked over and looked at her brother. âYou can tell me right away if you donât like it. But I havenât tied you up or forced you.â
Samuel looked at his sister, when had she become so eloquent?
âAll right, all right, wash your hands and eat.â Dolores led the two of them to wash their hands. Simona turned on the faucet and put her hand under it to catch the water.
She didnât let Dolores wash for her. âMommy, Iâll take care of myself in the future. You can take care of the baby.â
Dolores was stunned for a moment and smiled. Her daughter had suddenly changed. She felt she had really grown up.
She leaned against the door and watched as her daughter washed and dried her hands.
During dinner, Coral asked, âDo you want to find them a tutor?â
Victoria used to teach them herself and they didnât need tutors, but the situation was different now.
Dolores looked at them. She respected their opinions. âDo you want a tutor?â
The two children shook their heads almost at the same time. âNo.â
They didnât want to be watched by a stranger when they read and wrote, and they werenât stupid. They hadnât been to school yet and what kind of tutor were they going to need?
Coral smiled, âI donât have much knowledge and I canât teach. Youâre pregnant, thatâs why I want toâ¦â
âYou donât have to worry about our study, Grandma Coral. Weâre not stupid and we didnât go to elementary school, itâs too unfair to confine us.â Samuel rejected the idea of having private tutors.
Simona also agreed.
âOkay, I see.â Dolores asked the two to eat quickly. After dinner, the two little ones went back to their room. They found something to kill time alone when there was no one to play with.
Coral cleared the dining room table.
Dolores curled up on the couch. She debated going to the bank to find out what was inside the safe.
She knew what Jessica said was true, otherwise the necklace wouldnât leave that information.
If he had to confront it sooner or later, he feared he wouldnât be able to escape it.
Finally, he decided to find out.
This time, to keep unnecessary people from knowing her plan, she only brought one bodyguard.
She had kept something in the HX bank and there she was a VIP client. The manager who had received her last time greeted her.
âHave you come to get something, Miss Flores?â The manager was dressed in uniform.
He had a service card on his right breast. He led Dolores to the reception room.
Dolores nodded.
âThen please come with me. Your safe is No. 11 in area B,â the manager said.
âHeâs taking me to safe #08,â Dolores said.
The manager was startled and quickly replied, âYou had two safes in the bank, didnât you?â.
Dolores said yes.
âNo. 08 is in area C. Please come with me.â
The manager took her to the storage room in area C. After putting her face in front of the facial scanner, the wide metal door opened. There were no windows there. The room was all lit by overhead light. The walls were metal and seemed solid and indestructible.
âI will stop here. Please come in.â The manager stood by the door. There was another door inside. The room behind that door would be where the safes were kept.
Dolores said to her bodyguard, âPlease wait for me here.â
âYes, maâam.â
She entered alone and found safe No. 08 in the innermost position.
She took a deep breath and searched for the password.
As she pressed the last number, the click of the safe unlocking was heard. Without any accident, the safe opened and Dolores opened the safe door.
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