Chapter 152

Chapter 152:

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“It’s just rags, really. Old clothes. Nothing worth saving…” Jordyn drawled.

“Don’t throw them away,” Cathryn cut in, her voice taut with desperation. Her mother’s belongings at the Moore estate had already gone up in flames, courtesy of Richard. The few items left at the Watson house were all she had.

“I’m at the café. Come get them.” Jordyn hung up without another word.

Cathryn wasted no time. She flagged down a taxi and rushed over.

Inside the café, Jordyn lounged with a coffee, her eyes narrowing as Cathryn stepped out of the cab. A mocking smirk curved her lips as she called out, “Where’s your chauffeur husband? Too busy to pick you up in that Maybach?”