Chapter 985

Chapter 985:

“I was caught up earlier, Mom. There’s no need for Lila to help. I’ve got the money, and I’ll handle the bills shortly.”

Evita settled beside Rosalyn, her movements slow as she opened her handbag.

“I was sorting through the boxes you took from our old house today, and this slipped out. It looked important, so I brought it over.”

Evita handed the envelope to Rosalyn.

Rosalyn took the envelope, her brow furrowing in confusion. “This fell out from my boxes?”

Evita nodded, her lashes lowering briefly. “Yes, Mom. Do you want to open it? It seems like it could be something important.”

The boxes Evita mentioned were filled with keepsakes and mementos that Rosalyn had received from her family when she married Evita’s father.

Rosalyn, unaware of any underlying tension, unfolded the envelope.

Rosalyn carefully unfolded the envelope under Evita’s watchful gaze.

A handful of checks spilled out, fluttering into view.

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At the same time, nestled between Rosalyn’s fingers, gleamed a ruby ring.

The checks were worthless, and Rosalyn barely spared them a glance, her focus drawn irresistibly to the ruby ring.

The Gordon family had been neck-deep in legal turmoil, facing severe scrutiny and monumental penalties.

Their properties were mortgaged to the bone, their valuables liquidated—so how had this exquisite ring found its way into the envelope, and now, into Rosalyn’s possession?

“Mom, do you recognize this ring?” Evita’s voice broke the silence, tinged with uncertainty.

Rosalyn shook her head slowly. Surely, such a stunning piece, with its flawless ruby, would have burned itself into her memory if she had seen it before.

Evita leaned closer, her tone more casual now. “It looks like it’s meant for your finger, though. See? The band even has intricate patterns.”

Rosalyn couldn’t piece together the puzzle, but the moment her eyes landed on the ring, a strange, unshakable unease crept over her. This strange unease drove her to hide the ring without a second thought.

She told Evita, “Evita, I don’t know what’s going on with this ring either, but we should keep it for now. If we ever run into trouble, we can sell it.”

Hearing her mother’s words, Evita pressed her lips tightly together, committing her mother’s image firmly to memory. She stood up and said, “Alright, I’ll do as you say, Mom. I’ll go take care of the medical bills now.”

Once alone, Rosalyn looked at the ring again before putting it back in the envelope with the checks and tucking it away at the bottom of the drawer.

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