Leo watched in horror as his grandmother confessed to the crime with absolutely zero remorse. She admitted she had targeted Chloe’s family and kept the jewels hidden away until she could use them for one final insult.
The illusion of his childhood was completely shattered. The woman who had tucked him into bed was a thief and a master manipulator. Leo stood at a massive crossroads, forced to choose between blood loyalty and moral justice.
He looked at Chloe, who stood tall despite the tears in her eyes, and then at Evelyn, who smiled mockingly, confident her grandson would choose her. Leo took a deep breath, reached out, and pulled the velvet box away from his grandmother’s grasp.