Chapter 1046

Chapter 1046:

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Casey's overseas assets were valued at between five and six billion, all in real estate. If necessary, I could liquidate part of it to pay Jimena.

Once they agreed on the conditions, Jimena tucked her handkerchief into her undershirt and said, “Madam, first I need a guarantee. I will be in charge of delivering the embroidery. My role is only to confirm its receipt by the recipient. Whether your plan succeeds or not, you must fulfill our agreement.

Jimena insisted on not being left without compensation if the plan failed. There was no benefit in such a one-sided deal, and she was not naive enough to offer help without first securing her own interests. It was a risky business.

Jimena's kindness toward Casey wasn't pure gratitude for her help in the past. Rather, she recognized that Casey was trapped and needed a friend. And she fit that role perfectly.

So Jimena helped Casey by buying her Angelica Sinensis and other items, not out of sheer generosity, but to establish a beneficial relationship. She considered their interactions an equal exchange. Everything Jimena did had an underlying motive.

For Jimena, the trust Casey had placed in her had reaped surprising dividends.

Davey, for example, treated her a little more gently, which set her apart from the rest.

Even more intriguing, rumors of his association with the influential Glyn family had reached the ears of several senior officials. These powerful people, motivated by their own health fears, sought her out in secret and offered her large sums for her healing touch.

However, the influx of money was nothing more than a blindfold for a deeper longing.

Despite the economic benefits, Jimena was far from the elevated life she longed for. The limitations of her current existence mocked her. A truly higher life remained out of reach.

International borders remained closed to her, her travels limited to brief domestic getaways.

Jimena, calculating and always vigilant, saw in Casey a simplicity, an almost childlike purity in her naivety.

Casey's minimal contact with the outside world left her uncorrupted, seemingly oblivious to the depths of human deception.

For Jimena, this confident and transparent Casey was the ideal target for her plans.

But I... Casey hesitated, her voice cracking with doubt. If he couldn't get out of his gilded cage, how was he going to get the money back for Jimena? Plus, her purse was empty and suddenly asking for money would surely arouse Davey's suspicions, a risk neither of them could afford.

"I understand," Jimena interjected softly, reading the concern etched on Casey's face. It wasn't just about the money. Casey couldn't even go out without permission.

Jimena knew very well that Davey, although rich, adapted his generosity to Casey's cloistered life, covering her needs but never giving her cash. After all, Casey lived comfortably in his luxurious confines, where the need for money was practically non-existent.

Jimena had a clear objective in mind. “I want that blue diamond necklace,” she declared, her eyes shining with determination.

Casey blinked in surprise as her mind struggled to locate the piece among the myriad of jewelry Davey had given her. He had showered her with countless ornaments, each of which she had carelessly removed after he adorned her with them. None of them seemed worthy of her permanent wear, or so it seemed to her.

"It's the one with a huge blue sapphire in the center," Jimena clarified, while her memory drew a vivid image of the impressive beauty of the gem. In fact, he hadn't forgotten the necklace. She remembered the day she saw him for the first time.

One fateful afternoon, while Casey lay motionless under the spell of acupuncture, Jimena had dared to lift the lid of the velvet box. The necklace inside had called to her, with its large sapphire flanked by diamonds, each stone meticulously set to catch even the faintest light.

With just one glance he knew it was worth hundreds of millions. It was like nothing I had ever seen before, huge and impeccably pure.

As she hung the chain around her neck, Jimena looked at herself in the mirror. The transformation was immediate. The features of her face, usually simple, were bathed in an aristocratic brilliance, and the deep blue of the sapphire made her eyes shine with an unusual brilliance. I didn't need a fancy outfit. The necklace alone elevated her from her mundane existence to a vision of nobility.

Jimena had always thought that climbing the social ladder would be an arduous path, but here she discovered that it could be as simple as owning the right piece of jewelry.

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Note from Tac-K: Have a great day, beautiful people, good luck in your activities, God loves you and Tac-K loves you very much. (ɔO‿=)ɔ ♥

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