40. The Heirloom's Rightful Owner

Grandpa Winston couldn't have mistaken the jewelry's unique design.

In his rage, he yelled loudly, dragging the attention of the people.

Stella's smile didn't falter. She straightened up, her painted long fingernails caressing the diamonds.

“Oh, you mean this?” She laughed. “Dad, don't work yourself up over it. I got this jewelry from your sweet granddaughter-in-law.”

“What? What do you mean by that?”

“Heidi gave it to me.” Stella stepped close to Blake, looking at him lovingly. “Honey, this is an heirloom that is passed down to every deserving woman in this family. Aren't I the only current daughter-in-law? It should belong to me, right?”

An Heirloom?

The crowd couldn't help but take an attentive look at the unique jewelry.

Never had they seen such exquisite and elegant design wrapped in simplicity.

Its several diamonds reflected with the light, casting a soft glow over its wearer.

Grandpa Winston's expression turned sour, hearing Stella's explanation.

His hand shook