My Billionaire Husband's Hidden Identity
The void in their lives that no amount of wealth or power could fill.
“I still remember the gold longevity necklace she wore that day…” Madam Meyer’s voice faltered.
Arnold’s jaw tensed. “Mom, people are greedy. That pendant was probably stolen and pawned a long time ago.”
“Tama si Kuya,” Selene chimed in gently. “That lock... kung kanino man siya napunta, baka matagal nang wala sa kanya.”
Madam Meyer slowly lowered herself onto the velvet couch, her fingers tracing the edge of her shawl. Her eyes looked far away—but suddenly, something in her gaze shifted.