She could barely stand when she saw the next blow waiting for her—all her belongings had been thrown into the backyard like trash.
Stefanie stood beside the pile, smiling sweetly.
"Miss Robles, I'm so sorry. Your things were taking up too much space, and I may have accidentally cleared them out."
She tilted her head innocently. "How much were they worth? I'll compensate you."
She's the only daughter of the world's richest person. She could buy as much as she wanted!
Venice's fingers moved slowly. [Don't bother.]
But the moment she turned away, her eyes froze.
Dangling around Stefanie's neck was a pendant—a simple silver locket.
Her pendant.
Venice's pupils contracted sharply.
That necklace wasn't expensive, but what was inside it was priceless—a small vial of her mother's ashes.
Her hand shot out, grabbing Stefanie's wrist, trembling with fury.
[Where did you get that necklace?!]
Stefanie's eyes lit up as she pulled her wrist free and leaned forward, showing off the necklace around her neck.
"I found it in your room," she said smugly. "When Kevin heard I liked it, he gave it to me right away."
She tilted her head, her smile was sweet. "Tell me, Miss Robles—does it look good on me?"