“What?” My brother frowned, but before he could finish, Selene approached us. 

“Skye, come inside,” she said warmly. “Are you feeling better? You need money for the hospital bill, right? I’ll transfer it to you.” 

“I’ll handle it,” my brother interrupted, immediately sending me ten thousand dollars. 

“Is that enough?” he asked curtly. 

I nodded and turned to leave, intending to reclaim my necklace. 

“Where are you going now?” he demanded. 

“The healing crystal necklace Mom left me—I had to leave it at the clinic as collateral.” 

I had only taken a few steps when Selene caught my arm. 

“It looks like rain,” she said with false concern. “You just got out of the hospital. Don’t run around. Let the driver get it for you.” 

I wanted to refuse, but my brother was watching me intently. 

I knew that the moment I rejected Selene’s suggestion, he would get angry. 

But the driver returned much later without my necklace.