Chapter 39

Georgina stepped into the jewelry store, the soft chime of the doorbell echoing through the elegant, high-ceilinged space. The interior was just as she remembered: gleaming glass cases, velvet-lined trays, and the faint scent of polished wood and expensive perfume lingering in the air. The moment she crossed the threshold, heads turned. "Miss Devins?"One of the senior attendants blinked in surprise, then quickly composed herself with a professional smile. "It's so lovely to see you again." Another staff member,whom Georgina vaguely recognized from her past visits, hurried over. "We weren't expecting you, but... welcome back. Truly." There was no mistaking the curiosity in their eyes, but no one dared ask questions. The tabloids had done enough talking for everyone. "I'm here to sell," she said simply, her voice steady, even though her fingers clenched a little tighter around the bag. "Some pieces from my family collection." "Of course." The staff responded with enthusiasm that bordered