The phone rang for a long time before he answered. The background was noisy.
"Hello? Jasmine? I'm in a meeting. What is it?"
"Sarah took my bracelet. Tell her to return it." I didn't waste time with pleasantries.
Simon's voice dropped, icy and dangerous.
"Jasmine Delgado, what is this nonsense now?"
"Sarah is innocent. How could she possibly steal your things?"
"Are you still sulking over what happened yesterday?"
A bitter, incredulous laugh escaped my lips.
"Innocent? Simon Henson, are you blind?"
"After all these years, do you really not understand your own sister?"
Silence stretched on the other end of the line.
"Jasmine, how much was the bracelet? I'll wire you the money. Just stop bullying Sarah, alright?"
"She's pitiful enough as it is."
*Click.*
I hung up. I didn't have the energy to listen to another word.
Being with him... it felt utterly meaningless.
That night, Simon returned home.
"Tell me, which brand was it? I'll buy you a replacement."
I didn't answer. Instead, I slammed a document onto the coffee table.
"I want this."
An equity transfer agreement.
Specifically, for the 10% stake in the company my father had left me.