Chapter 449


    I sighed with a blend of pride and disbelief. Everything had been going so smoothly, it felt like I was


    living a dream. And who would have thought? An impromptu visit to Hazel led to this surprise


    discovery.


    I couldn''t help but snicker to myself. It seemed that, in the end, a little kindness did pay off.


    Hannah, on the other hand, was buzzing like a bee at a pic, prodding me to hurry up. "Allie, stop


    gawking and open it already! Let''s see what treasures Hazel was keeping in here," she chirped with a


    mix of impatience and curiosity.


    Truth be told, my curiosity was off the charts too.


    I quickly fished out the key and opened the long metal box thaty before us.


    As the lid flipped back, Hannah and I both peered inside, our faces inches apart. But there wasn’t


    anything shocking inside.


    Though the cab might look modest, the box had more space inside than one would expect.


    The contents were sparse, giving off a somewhat meager impression.


    I reached in and began to pull out the items one by one. First toe out was a set of emerald


    bracelets, glinting beautifully.


    I recognized these instantly. They were a gift from a factory owner when I had given birth to Probert.


    Hazel had been over the moon, her eyes practically popping out of her head with excitement. At the


    time, she was more thrilled about the bracelets than seeing her first grandson.


    The Dawson family had an old-fashioned preference for boys, and Probert''s birth had filled Farley and


    Hazel with joy, their faces blooming like roses in May.


    But Hazel''s daily visits under the pretense of helping me through the postnatal period were clearly


    motivated by her desire for the bracelets. I knew her game.


    Once the baby was a month old, Jan, ever the smooth-talker, had hinted more than once that his


    mother had worked hard her whole life without a single piece of decent jewelry, and how she fancied


    gems above all else.


    I yed dumb for a while, but ultimately, on Hazel''s sixtieth birthday, the bracelets ended up in her


    hands.


    Also nestled amongst the items was a coordinated set of emerald pieces — a sophisticated ne,


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    earrings, and a stunning ring — all in that signature emerald hue that Hazel favored. Safe to say, I was


    the one who shelled out for these luxurious adornments.


    Then there were several gold jewelry sets, some gems, a diamond brooch, and five gold bars...


    Hannah clicked her tongue twice in awe. "Looks like her life savings are all here!"


    "Most of these are mine!" I scoffed with a wry smile. "The valuables are definitely here!"


    But what really caught my eye was a gold jewelry set tucked into a separatepartment on the other


    side of the box.


    A tiny, exquisitely crafted gold ne with a unicorn charm, a baby bracelet, and an anklet, each


    piece adorned with little gold bells that tinkled crisply when I gave them a shake.


    A strange feeling washed over me as I handled them.


    Hannah leaned in closer. "Aren''t these baby items?"


    "If memory serves, these were gifts from Hazel and Farley for their second grandson, Carl. So she


    saved these too?" I mused, staring at the trinkets in my hand.


    Hannah couldn''t resist a jab. "Talk about a penny-pincher—taking back gifts she gave away. She''s got


    more tricks than a carnival con artist!"


    "I bet this set cost a pretty penny back in the day!" I quipped.


    Everything wasid out before us.


    Hannah looked a bit deted. "Is this it? All this fuss for this?"


    "To her, these are substantial," I exined. "She probably kept some trinkets on hand for everyday use,


    but these are the real valuables, which is why she stored them here. Keeping them at home would be


    risky—both Farley and Jessica are threats. Farley because of his spending habits, and Jessica... well,


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    Hannah rolled her eyes. "They are indeed family..."


    Hannah nced at the box then at me, her expression questioning. "So what do we do with all this?"


    I gazed at the box, pondering the same question. Indeed, what should I do?