Young Master Vance Has An Enchanting Wife!-Chapter 271: Replica
Jacob Jennings felt a pang of discomfort as he wandered around the bedroom. He turned and went to the study, where he opened the safe and took out a delicate jewelry box.
Inside the box was the only piece of jewelry he had ever given to May Morgan—her wedding ring, the Star of Extreme Night. May had never been a woman who coveted wealth and luxury. He didn’t have time to buy it for her, and she couldn’t be bothered to shop for it herself. Although he gave her a card to spend as she pleased, her greatest joy seemed to be in curling up with a comic book or binge-watching shows under the covers.
Sometimes, he would tease her for being too easy to please, joking that she was wasting her husband’s talent for making money. But May would stubbornly argue back, saying she loved these simple pleasures and couldn’t care less about bags or jewelry. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
Holding that wedding ring in his hand, Jacob felt he owed May so much. She had been unwilling at their marriage, had merely gone through the formalities, and now, without asking for anything or giving him a chance, she left.
Brianna White knocked on the door with a late-night snack, catching Jacob in a reverie with the dazzling ring in his hand, her eyes nearly popping out.
This ring was extremely valuable in the jewelry world, worth millions. Who wouldn’t like it?
"President Vance, are you planning to return this ring to Miss Morgan?" Brianna placed her items on the table, her gaze fixed intently on the ring in Jacob’s hand.
Jacob glanced at her, noting her greedy expression, a hint of darkness flickering in his eyes.
"She won’t take it. She said during the signing, she’d leave with nothing from me." With that, Jacob placed the ring back into the box and closed it.
Seeing him about to return the ring to the safe, Brianna’s eyes lit up as she hurriedly said to Jacob, ’President Vance, since Miss Morgan doesn’t want it, why not give it to me?’
Jacob had anticipated Brianna’s request for the ring but wasn’t ready to give it to her yet, so he deflected, "This is a wedding ring. Isn’t it inappropriate for you to have it?"
Brianna gave an awkward laugh, shyly lowering her head, softly saying to Jacob, ’President Vance, didn’t you promise to give me an explanation?’
Jacob smiled faintly, reaching out to hold Brianna’s fingers, gently tracing them in his palm: ’Certainly, but I’ve just signed the divorce agreement with May. We’re not formally divorced yet. Everyone knows I bought this ring as a gift for my wife. If I give it to you now, what will people say?’
"I see, I was too hasty." After Jacob’s explanation, Brianna, though reluctant, could only endure it.
Seeing she agreed, Jacob released her hand, returned the jewelry to the safe.
"After all, this ring belongs to my ex-wife. Giving it to you wouldn’t be genuine. How about I take you to buy a new one tomorrow?"
Brianna knew quality; this Star of Extreme Night was unparalleled, worth millions, incomparable to those worth mere millions on the market.
If she could get this ring, even if Jacob left her someday, selling it would fetch tens of millions. She wouldn’t lose out.
Besides, because it was a gift from Jacob to May, she was determined to get it—to unsettle that woman, so she couldn’t rest easy.
However, for now, it belonged to Jacob, and if he didn’t give it willingly, what could she do?
"President Vance, you decide. I have no objections." Brianna smiled uncomfortably. Though she said nothing, her expression clearly showed Jacob she was unhappy with his evasion.
Jacob turned to see Brianna wasn’t pleased, knowing she had her heart set on the Star of Extreme Night. He placated her with sweet words: ’If you really want the Star of Extreme Night, then I promise you, once things are settled with May, I’ll give it to you and propose formally. How about that?’
Hearing Jacob promise to propose and give her the Star of Extreme Night made Brianna beam with delight. She quickly smiled happily, kissed Jacob on the cheek.
"Darling, can I stay with you tonight?" Brianna seized the chance to wrap her arms around Jacob’s neck, coquettishly seeking affection.
Jacob gave a smile that didn’t reach his eyes, telling Brianna, ’Not tonight. You should head home. I’m too tired tonight, but we’ll spend time together another day.’
Brianna, upset with being sent away again, pouted, "Darling, why do you always have excuses to send me off? Don’t you like me?"
Hearing this, Jacob reached out, cradled Brianna’s head, kissed her forehead gently, speaking softly: ’How could that be? You’re the only one in my heart now; besides you, I like no one.’
"But..."
"Be good. I’m really exhausted tonight. My sister’s issues took up my whole day. I truly have no energy to accompany you. Please head home, okay?"
Jacob’s patience was thinning; if not for needing to maintain harmony with Brianna, he would’ve thrown this vexing woman out. But for now, he endured for the sake of the bigger picture.
After Jacob’s calm yet persuasive words, Brianna finally left Zenith Villa. Once she was gone, Jacob immediately returned to the study and called Jacob Jennings.
"Find someone to make a replica of the Star of Extreme Night identical to the original. Yes, I need it."
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Early in the morning, as May Morgan opened the door, she overheard Victor Grant standing on the corridor’s staircase, secretly calling to share good news with his mom.
Yes, that’s right, it was good news.
"Mom, I’m telling you, May really divorced Jacob Jennings yesterday. They signed the divorce agreement." Talking about the long-awaited, hard-obtained divorce agreement, Victor nearly dance with joy, which made May, standing beside, just want to smack him.
To know, after finally signing the divorce papers last night, May cried into her pillow all night, so much so that her eyes were still swollen the next day.
But here he was, so thrilled he could set off fireworks in the square to celebrate. What kind of person is this?
Heather Holt was overjoyed to hear that May finally divorced Jacob as well: ’Oh, congratulations, son. Upgraded from a bootlicker to a loyal dog, haven’t you?’
