Chapter 54 – Divorced! Now What to Do?

However, what Bethan said the day before was like a prick in her heart. Every time she recalled it, she became incredibly uncomfortable. Could this necklace be…fake? No matter how generous Cynthal was, she was just a relatively famous person in the entertainment industry. How could she afford to give her gifts worth more than 10 millions dollars? Sensing Granny Morrison’s suspicion, Cynthal cleared her throat and smiled.

“That’s funny, Granny. How can this necklace be fake? It took a lot of effort to get someone to help me bid it from an auction. Furthermore..”

Cynthal shamelessly buttered up to her.

“you are a person who has seen lots of jewelry. I’m sure you’d know better than me whether the jewelry is real or fake, right?”

“This is real.”

“I care too much for Brettley, so I want to give you the best!” Cynthal’s attitude was sincere. Granny Morrison furrowed her brows hesitantly. If she was to say the necklace was a fake, she could not pinpoint where or why it was. It was only what Bethan said that made her uncomfortable. It was not that she believed what Bethan said, but Cynthal would usually give her cheaper gifts. Receiving such an expensive gift from her all of a sudden was quite unbelievable. However, perhaps it could be like what she said, that it was because she cared for Brettley? At that thought, Granny smiled.

“I’m just casually asking. I’m not doubting you.” Cynthal let out a sigh of relief.

“Mmh! Granny, don’t worry. I’ll prepare a better gift for you for your birthday! I’m still getting someone to help me look for Mr. Y’s most precious jewelry! I should be getting them soon!

” Upon her words, Granny Morrison suspected her no more.

“You’re spending too much on me.“

“Granny! We’ll be family soon! There’s no such thing as spending too much.“ As she came out of the Morrison Mansion, Cynthal immediately brought out her phone.

“Granny Morrison is suspicious, and we can’t use a fake anymore. We shouldn’t be using a fake during her birthday, at least. Try to get me a real one.“

“What?“ The woman on the other end of the call curtly harrumphed.

“She’s almost eighty! How could she know the difference? Furthermore, Mr. Y’s designs are extremely expensive, and you can buy two houses with a necklace. Are you sure you want to buy them?“ Cynthal bit her lip. Although she had some money from being Brettley’s fiancée and she was somewhat famous in the entertainment industry, a piece of jewelry that cost more than lo million dollars was a little too lavish for her, what more giving them to an 80-year-old woman.

However, at the thought that Granny Morrison was her last hope of remaining at Brettley’s side…

Cynthal gritted her teeth and stomped her feet.

“Help me find them.“

“There’s no need to.“ The woman on the other end of the phone call sighed.

“Mr. Y didn’t have many designs to begin with, and we’ve bought all the fakes of the unowned sets, the rest being in the hands of others. I heard that the President of the Quinn Group, Malcolm Quinn has one set of jewelry. I’ll help you ask.“

“Okay.“ Blue Bay Villa.

It had rained the entire night before. It was rather cold in the morning, so Bethan spent the entire morning organizing Nellie’s closet. She washed and kept the summer clothes in the closet. Although Nellie had only been with Brettley for a short while, in less than a month, the number of new clothes that she had was far more than what she had in a year previously.

Bethan was exhausted just by organizing Nellie’s clothes, so much so she could barely stand up straight. She thumped on her lower back and laid on the bed resting when her phone rang. It was a call from Malcolm Quinn.

“Do you remember that you left a lot of things with me before you left the country?“ Bethan furrowed her brows and nodded.

“Yes, I do.“

“Among them are a set of jewelry called Stargazing. A buyer called to enquire about it today, asking for quite a low price, but they identified themselves. They said that it was from the fiancée of the President of Morrison Group in Banyan City. They said that they wanted to acquire it for Granny Morrison’s birthday, so I came to ask your opinion.“

Bethan smiled faintly. She remembered the necklace on Granny Morrison’s neck the day before. She knew that Granny Morrison would be paranoid, so she purposely mentioned that it was a fake.

So, Cynthal finally felt that she could not lie to Granny Morrison any longer and wanted to buy a real one? Bethan switched to a more comfortable position on the bed.

“Malcolm, you know the origins of this set of jewelry. Do you think we should sell it to her?“

“I’m fine with it.

” Malcolm chuckled gently.

“But, they don’t seem to be willing to buy it at full price. They proposed an interesting deal instead. They’re willing to buy it for two million, then get me to let slip to the public that the Stargazing has been sold at a high price. That way, it’s easier for them to use the fake jewelry to pass off as real.“ Bethan paused for a while. That was a great idea. Firstly, that would relieve them of the problem that the jewelry was owned by someone else. As long as Malcolm announced to the public that it had been sold, Cynthal had room to lie. Also, Cynthal giving Granny Morrison this was just to get her to deal with Brettley. If Brettley and Cynthal truly got married, the authenticity of the jewelry did not matter anymore. Cynthal was still like before: always thinking out of the box when she dealt with challenging issues and came up with a brilliant solution in the end. After a long while, Bethan sat up and looked at the trees outside the window. She smiled.

“Sell them to her. Also, help me courier something.” Malcolm understood her immediately.

“You want me to courier the real Stargazing to you?”

“Of course not.” Bethan smiled.

“I was the one that made the real one, too. No need to go through all that trouble. Just send me some materials.”

After hanging up the call from Malcolm, Bethan laid on the bed and rested for a while. Unknowingly, she fell asleep.

She had a dream. The dream was how she met Brettley for the first time. It was a warm and sunny Spring afternoon. She was sitting under the cherry blossom tree, holding a drawing board as she sketched. After a flutter of cherry blossoms, she saw that young man in white. He had a deep-set face and protruding facial features. His white clothes amplified his aloofness and regality.

He was reading under a tree in the distance as his brows would occasionally furrow. Absent-mindedly, Bethan drew him into her sketches.

“Not bad.“ When she put on the final colors, the young man’s low voice suddenly rang in her ears. Bethan’s hand trembled. She successfully managed to color his face black. Utterly alarmed, she did not know whether to stand u p and greet him or rescue the sketch in her hands. At that moment, Brettley behind her gently chuckled.

“You made me ugly.“ He took her pencil with his long, slender fingers and large hands. He wrote a series of numbers on her sketch.

“I’ll give you a chance to redeem yourself. Contact me once you’ve edited the sketch. I’m buying it.“

She pursed her lips, turned to look at him, and asked,

“What should I call you?“ He lightly smiled.

“Call me Brettley.“

“Brettley…“ Bethan muttered his name and woke up from her dream. At that moment, the skies outside were completely dark. The dim moonlight shone through the windows, and it seemed rather dreary. Tears pooled in the corner of her eyes. Bethan sniffled and wiped them away. Just when she was about to get down from the bed, someone switched on the light in her room. Click! Bethan jumped. She looked over and saw that Brettley was sitting on a chair by the door. He was leaning lazily on the chair, crossing his slender legs elegantly. His angular face was even more deep-set under the light. At that moment, he gazed at Bethan indifferently.

” You had a dream?“

Bethan quickly recollected herself from the sadness of the dream. She pretended to unintentionally wipe her face, wiping the tears away.

“Hmm, I had a nightmare.“ Brettley narrowed his eyes and sneered.

“Did you dream about me?“ Bethan rolled her eyes at him. She got down from the bed swiftly.

“No. I’m not close to you, Mr. Morrison. Why would I dream about you?“ Bethan was about to head out, but Brettley stood up and blocked her way with his long arms.

“If you didn’t dream about me, why did you call out my name in your dream?“ Under the lights, Bethan’s face was so pale that it was almost transparent. Brettley realized he was starting to get more and more confused about her. She was so distant from him when she was awake, yet in her dreams, she would call out for him so affectionately. Sometimes, he thought that Bethan was just like other women that wanted to get close to him. However, most of the time, she gave him a distant and aloof feeling, like she did not want to have anything to do with him.

“Did I?“ Bethan panicked a little, but she still showed no emotions on her face.

“Mr. Morrison, you must’ve misheard.“ She then pried his arms away.

“Although I shouldn’t sleep so long during working hours, Mr. Morrison, you could consider docking my pay, but please don’t simply enter my room in the future.

“Firstly, it’s quite rude to enter someone’s room uninvited. Even if I ‘m just a maid, I wouldn’t want anyone to do that.

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