The Billionaire's True Heiress: From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 20

Pandora’s courtyard might look a little shabby now, but who’s to say there aren’t gold bars stashed somewhere beneath those old stone slabs? He didn’t believe for a second that Pandora was so broke she’d sell off her wedding gifts. Baldrick had told him, the James family always kept a low profile, but they had money—real money—just hidden away.

Honestly, if the doctor hadn’t specifically recommended an agarwood pillow for Baldrick, he wouldn’t have bothered coming here at all. He knew his odds were slim, but he had to try.

“Yes, I gave them to my granddaughter,” Pandora said, her gaze resting on Claire instead of Cindy.

Cindy’s expression soured. The agarwood pillow—was it really hers?

“Then I’ll have to ask if Claire is willing to part with it.” Dane turned toward Claire.

He was no fool. It was obvious that Cindy, who’d been acting like the host, wasn’t actually Pandora’s granddaughter. The warmth in Pandora’s eyes was meant for Claire, not Cindy.

“The agarwood pillow was the first gift my grandmother gave me when I came home. I can’t give it to someone else,” Claire replied, her voice steady.

She actually said no.

Octavia couldn’t keep quiet. “Claire, do you even know how much that pillow is worth? If you sold it, you and your grandma could move to the city and never worry about money again.”

Typical, she thought. People from humble backgrounds just didn’t get it.

Octavia didn’t know Dane, but the way he carried himself—the bodyguards, the butler, the expensive suit—he definitely wasn’t just anyone. If the pillow had been Cindy’s, she would’ve told her to give it to Dane in a heartbeat. Men like him always paid back favors. He wouldn’t let them lose out.

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