Chapter 1208
Following Bruce's gaze, I looked down and saw the diamond bracelet still lying in my hand.
The bracelet was stunning, sparkling even under the soft moonlight. Anyone, even someone who didn't know much about jewelry, could tell it was worth a fortune.
I instinctively tried to put it away. "This isn't mine. It's from Jonah—"
Before I could finish speaking, Bruce's cold voice cut me off, sharp and accusatory. "If you're not short on money, why did you sell what I gave you?"
I froze, caught completely off guard. My brows furrowed.
"What are you talking about?" I asked, trying to make sense of his sudden anger.
Bruce's expression darkened further. Under the moonlight, his face looked even stormier than the color of the sleek black Maybach he was standing beside. The sharpness in his demeanor made me instinctively take a step back.
"You don't even remember?" His voice dropped lower, his anger simmering just beneath the surface.
Before I could respond, he stepped forward and gra

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