Chapter 817

Nina was stunned. She held out her hand, showing the string of beads she always wore. "What did you say? This was your mother's keepsake?"

"Yes," Micah said, staring at her wrist.

"Impossible," Nina protested. "How can you be sure it's your mother's? It's just a string of beads. There could be many like it."

"This is the only one," Micah said firmly.

Nina stared at him in shock.

"You don't understand emerald, do you?" Micah began. "This region is known for emerald. No two pieces are alike in the world. Your beads are unique, which is why I'm questioning your identity. Are you really just Nina?"

Nina clenched her fists and took off the beads, placing them on the table. "These weren't originally mine. They were given to me by a friend. He gave them to me..."

Wilfred had given her the beads. He hadn't explained why, which was odd. These beads were precious to him. She remembered the words he had said when he gave them to her. "For your safety." That was all.

Looking at Micah, she