CHAPTER EIGHTY FIVE

Melissa sneered and said "Who asked this useless trash to talk? He might be the one who picked up the necklace from the trash."

"Yes, I picked the necklace myself" he replies swiftly

They all burst into laughter.

"I told you, can you see I'm right, he picked used fake necklace and put it on her neck"

Worry etched Maureen's features as James said he picked it up, she reached out for the necklace on her neck and looked at it again she remembered that James brought it out from a fancy box, and James had been replying to her sarcastically and said "If he picked it, how is that your business? It is on my neck not yours"

"Dirt, toilet, pauper, that is what you are!" Melissa spat

James's voice echoed anger and said "Answer my question, Melissa, if this necklace is original, what would you do?

"I'm sure it can never be! Stop your damn question. Look at my car, I will dash you and also walk home without shoes.

Maybe, I should dash you the shoe too" mocked

"If you fail to fulfil this pro
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