Suddenly, his phone vibrated twice, and his childhood friends' voice messages auto-played.
"Cedric, how’s that ruby from New York? My intel wasn’t wrong, right? Melina likes it?"
"Obviously. Cedric flew overnight to the New York auction just to cheer Melina up. How could she not like it? Looks like he still can’t forget Melina."
"Idiot, wrong group."
Immediately, the three messages were deleted.
Seeing there was no way to hide it anymore, Cedric sighed and reluctantly pulled a necklace out of his pocket.
“Actually, I flew there to buy a gift for you. They’re just talking nonsense. Don’t listen to them.”
I glanced at the necklace, and bitterness flooded my mouth.
It looked more like a free add-on to the ruby, worth less than a tenth of its price.
Cedric pushed the necklace toward me, as if offering a treasure.
For a moment, I saw the twenty-year-old Cedric again.
Yvonne's POV
Back then, after openly defying Mr. Winslow, all Cedric's financial support was cut off.
As such, he worked day and night at nightclubs and convenience stores just to buy me a pair of earrings that cost thirty-two dollars.