*The coteral is fine, but I don’t want to lose too much either. This ring looks pretty nice. How about you give it to me instead?” Maeve proposed.
Haileyughed in exasperation. “Maeve, are you kidding me? Do you know how much this ring is worth? It’s at least a billion!”
“I know. The market value is indeed a billion. If it were <b>auctioned</b>, it could fetch even more. But turning this ring into cash takes <b>time</b>, and there’s no guarantee of finding a buyer willing to pay that much.
“Plus uctionse withmissions and require a lot of time and effort. If word went out that the Brooks family <b>needs </b>to sell their jewelry, it could hurt the family’s reputation and business.
Maeveid out all the pros and <b>cons</b><b>, </b>confident Hailey wouldn’t sell the ring and that there would be no immediate cash benefit.
While raising an eyebrow, she added, “Mrs. <b>Brooks </b>Senior, if you give this ring to me, your granddaughter–inw, I’ll naturally provide financial support if you need it in the future<b>.</b><b>” </b>
With Maeve’s reasoning, Hailey had no grounds to refuse. Although the ring was valuable, it was just collecting dust. As a family heirloom, it <b>would </b>stay within the Brooks family.
Most importantly, if Sergio and <b>Maeve </b>divorced, <b>Maeve </b>would have to return it anyway.
“Fine, you can have it. But let <b>me </b>be clear. If you ever divorce Sergiu, you must return the ring.”
“Of course,” Maeve agreed verbally but inwardly sneered. Verbal promises never counted. Since the ring was given voluntarily, she had no reason to return itter.
After reaching an agreement, Maeve handed a check to the Hoffman family, who left happily with the money. Now, only Maeve and Hailey remained in the living room.
Maeve presented a prepared contract to Hailey. “<b>Mrs. </b>Brooks Senior, please sign here.”
The contract clearly outlined the coteral terms. After slipping on her reading sses, Hailey carefully examined it, ensuring there were no legal loopholes before signing.
She <b>then </b>handed the pen to Maeve with a cold expression. “If this money is ever repaid, it will go to Sergio. You won’t get a dime.”
“Sergio’s money will, <b>of </b>course, be repaid to Sergio. I’m just acting <b>on </b>his behalf.”
Maeve slipped the ring on her finger and admired it with satisfaction. “It looks beautiful. Thank <b>you</b><b>, </b>Grandma.”
Hailey felt ufortable as Maeve called her “Grandma“. The ring, originally a gift from Hailey’ste husband, now looked out of ce on Maeve’s hand. N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.
“Mrs. Brooks Senior, should I put this leather suitcase in Mrs. Brooks‘ room?” Allie asked while bringing in Hailey’s leather suitcase.
Hailey waved her off impatiently. “Just put it upstairs.”
“Yes, Mrs. Brooks Senior.”
“Wait,” Maeve interrupted. “Leave it here. I’ll take it to my ceter.”
Hailey frowned. “Maeve, what do you mean by that? Are you nning to live separately from Sergio?”