24. Feminine Jealously

Chapter Twenty Four; Feminine Jealously

“Grandma doesn’t need this thoughtlessness from you,” Henry jeered, his voice dripping with contempt.

The pendant fell to the ground, making a soft thud that seemed to echo in the silent room. For Chris, this was the last straw.

He stood up from his seat, his face set in a grim determination, and walked over to retrieve the necklace.

Every step felt heavy, laden with the weight of the ridicule and scorn directed at him.

As he bent down to pick up the pendant, Chris's mind flooded with memories of his mother.

The pendant wasn't just a piece of jewelry; it was a connection to his past, a symbol of his mother's love and the values she had instilled in him.

It had taken him a great deal of emotional strength to part with it, hoping it would convey his respect and admiration for Grandma Preston.

He picked up the pendant, brushing off the dust, and turned to face the crowd.

"If you don’t appreciate it, I’ll take it back," he said, his voice stea