Chapter 243



Ewing responded with a hint of uncertainty, “I’m not sure about that. Only my grandpa knows the answer. If he believes Sarah is related, I’ll arrange for a DNA test immediately.”

However, establishing familial ties was complicated since Ewing’s cousin’s parents had passed away, making direct parentage verification impossible. This could make the DNA test results less definitive.

Observing Sarah’s overly ingratiating demeanor, the butler expressed his disappointment, “Even though she wasn’t raised by the Nixons, no true Nixon descendant would behave as she does. It seems she fails to appreciate the Miller family, who have supported her all these years.”

His words rang with truth. Even Bria, known for her charm, was never as obsequious as Sarah. This reinforced Ewing’s distaste for Sarah, as he preferred sincerity over superficial flattery.

As Sarah ingratiated herself with Tyrone, Bria watched, her frustration mounting until her teeth were clenched in frustration. At that moment, someone whispered a suggestion to Bria, “Miss Nixon, you must find a way to remove Sarah from this party. There’s no concrete proof of her claims to the family yet. Just look at that smug expression on her face. It’s infuriating!”

Bria snapped, “I’m not a fool. I don’t need reminders of the obvious.”

Bria continued, her voice tinged with disdain, “I have no interest in vying with her for my grandpa’s attention. A well-crafted piece is prepared as my grandpa’s birthday gift. Even if Sarah turns out to be my cousin, I’ll show her that she’s no match for me.”

With thoughts of the unique gift Kallie had spent days crafting, Bria’s confidence surged, and she lifted her chin proudly.

The moment to present the gifts soon came. Bria deliberately chose to be the last one to present the gift, aiming for it to be a grand surprise. She desired to use the gift to leave a lasting impression on Tyrone.

As Bria uncovered her present, the room fell into an impressed silence. On a dark green tray sat an exquisitely carved crane, its wings elegantly spread as though it were about to take flight. The craftsmanship was so precise that the feathers appeared nearly lifelike, as if the crane might soar away at any moment.

Such artistic finesse was rare, possibly beyond even a master’s ability. While Bria avoided claiming to have made this masterpiece, the guests were quick to commend her sincerity and thoughtfulness in the gift. Even Ewing couldn’t help but show a glint of appreciation for Bria. “Our grandpa has always cherished such pieces. This will undoubtedly bring him joy.”

With a poised and confident tilt of her head, Bria responded, “It’s for our grandpa, so it had to be the best. As long as he’s happy, it’s all worth it.”

gαℓησν𝒆𝓁s․com has stories worth exploring Bria’s statement was punctuated with a pointed look toward Sarah, throwing down an unspoken challenge.

Sarah had prepared a gift for Tyrone. Yet, Bria’s exceptional present had raised the stakes, and now Sarah had to think quickly about how to make her own gift stand out. Before coming here, Sarah’s frustration was evident.

She was upset that Jake, whom she had feelings for, chose to attend the banquet alone without bothering to secure an invitation for her. It was clear that Bria harbored a keen interest in him, igniting a spark of insecurity in Sarah.

Sarah’s own gift, merely a supplemental item for the elderly, was prepared by one of her subordinates and lacked the personal touch and significance of Bria’s crane.

Ewing’s discerning eye caught the unease on Sarah’s face. He shook his head slightly, silently commenting on her manners. As Jake caught sight of the carved crane, the craftsmanship struck him, causing his hands to tremble with disbelief. The craftsmanship bore the unmistakable mark of Kallie. But how could that be?

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