Chapter 502

Chapter 502

After a while Quinn handed an iron box to the old Evans, "Master, you

cherish this box very much. Why do you want met to take it out?"

"What's inside..." the old Evans coughed several times, paused for a

while and continued to say, “Inside this box are Monica's toys. She was

smart when she was a child. She always liked to play Cardan's Rings.

Others could not solve it, but she could.”

He opened the box as if he was recalling something.

Inside the box were Cardan's Rings and other toys that must be played

by people with high intelligence.

"Look, they are all she loved to play with as a child.”

"Why had I brought her back?" the old Evans' gaze became blurry, "If I

hadn't brought her back in the first place ... She might be living well in

this world ..."

"Master, don't say that, we are blessed by God to have Miss Monica in

our family!" Quinn, the housekeeper, looked around and found that

there was no one else.

He added, "If it weren't for the business practices left by Miss Monica,

the Evans family would not have been so wealthy and influential. And

Miss Monica wrote a lot of music for you back then, helping you to

reach the top of the pianists. Master, you haven't forgotten them, right?"

The old Evans’ eyes couldn't help but get red and wet, "Our Evans

family are so sorry for her ..."

"Miss Monica will surely forgive you. In the future ... You should be

kinder to Miss Sylvia. After all, she is Miss Monica's only family in this

world."

The housekeeper said and heaved another sigh.

Monica was also very respectful to him back then, so in his mind, the

young ladies and masters of the entire Evans family were no match for

Monica.

"Sylvia is now in the disaster area. Our Evans family is now in decline,

and not as good as in its heyday, but ... at least we can donate two

million in supplies.”

The old Evans was about to put away the box, but out of the corner of

his eye he suddenly saw a square gem in the corner of the box.

He reached out and cupped the red gem, the back of which was in the

shape of a leaf.

He remembered ... When he brought Monica back to the Evans family,

the little girl had been wearing this gem in her neck, and the gem was

worth a lot of money at first glance.

It was a red ruby with an attractive contrast between the red color and

the green leaves on the back.

Later, when Monica became an adult, he disallowed her to wear the

gem, for fear that Monica's real family found her because of it.

His selfishness and stupidity back then made him guiltier and more

painful.

He held the ruby in a silent daze, unaware that Tiffany was staring at

the ruby in his hand in an unnoticed corner.

She was wondering what was wrong with the ruby and why Grandpa

kept staring at it.

The box was heard to be very precious to him and no one was allowed

to touch it.

It turned out to the box of Monica's relics?

Could that gem also be Monica's?

That night, when the old Evans was not paying attention, Tiffany

sneaked into his room and stole the ruby.

She returned to her room and immediately called Neve in.

"Mom, do you see anything special about this ruby?"

Neve glanced at it with little curiosity, “Isn't that Monica's ruby?"

"Mom ... Did my dad and my uncles have it? Or is Monica the only one

who has it?" Tiffany was very curious, "Grandpa seems to cherish this

ruby very much."

Neve took the ruby and looked at it repeatedly.

“This ruby is very exquisitely cut, and at a glance you can tell that it

was cut by hand and not polished by a machine. And this leaf on top is

very eye-catching. It looks familiar, as if I've seen the shape of this leaf

somewhere, but I can't remember it for a while.”

"The shape of this leaf? Did some young masters wear the leaf-shaped

accessories before?" Tiffany blurted out.

Neve took the tumble, "You're right. I think I saw it at some party, but I

forget exactly what it was."

Just as she finished speaking, she heard Tiffany murmur a speculation,

"Could it be that ... Monica is not one of our family?"

“You put this ruby back so that your grandfather doesn't find it," Neve

said to Tiffany after taking a picture of the ruby, "He cherishes this very

much.”

"Don't worry, Mom."

Neve suddenly remembered something and said, "Now is the time to

contribute to the disaster area. The day after tomorrow there is an

auction. The auction proceeds are all donated to the disaster area. You

can accompany me to participate in it, and we can make a good name

for ourselves.”

"Mom, I don't even have anything for auction now. I don't have

expensive jewels... Grandpa has long since stopped giving my pocket

money and the fashion industry has shut me down. I don't even have a

decent dress ..." Tiffany was depressed.

"No more complaining. Your grandfather will give you money since it's

about making a name for the Evans family.” Neve poked her head,

"Remember, put that ruby back."

"Got it."

Having said that, Tiffany didn't do so. She was very fond of the ruby.

She borrowed it to play for a while. It should be okay, right? It was not

like she would lose it.

When she got tired of it, she would give it back.

Sylvia also received an invitation call for the charity auction.

She was in the disaster area. But considering that this was an official

event with the support of H Rovirsa's officials, the other party wanted to

make use of her influence on the Internet to make this event a little bit

bigger, and also to collect more money for the donation.

She had to talk to Franklin about moving back to Larro.

A week ago, the latest model picture of a world-class premium brand

dress was released.

Sylvia was honored to be the first person wearing that dress.

Sylvia was contacted by the brand's vice president, “It would be our

great honor if you can wear our dress for the first time in the world at a

grand charity auction. Moreover, we promise to auction the dress worn

by you at the auction. All the money from the auction will be donated to

the disaster area."

Sylvia didn't expect that “Fairy’, a brand which was usually worn by

international movie stars and singers, would contact her.

"Not only that, next month we will also cooperate with leel, one of the

most popular fashion magazine in H Rovirsa. We want you to be the

cover. What do you think of it?"

“I'm not a model or a star ... It's not good for me to be the cover, right?"

Sylvia didn't expect the brand to be so sincere.

All celebrities and female stars fought so hard to be the cover of top

fashion magazines, but she got such a chance so easily. That was

weird.

“You are the leader of this disaster rescue work, and both you and Mr.

Maskelyne are worthy models for everyone to learn from. We would

actually like to invite you two for a couple cover, if Mr Maskelyne is not

too difficult to invite..."