Scrambling to Be the Father of His Ex-Wife's Kid novel Chapter 289

I could not hear what Keith said.

Theo grew impatient and raised his voice, "When I say all, I mean all the jewelry stores in Whaldorf City."

He hung up the phone immediately after saying that.

After hanging up the phone, he looked at me. "Throw away those cheap things that Tyler gave you. Tell me what you want and I promise to get it for you no matter what it is."

"You're really rich, aren't you, Mr. Grant?!" I rolled my eyes at him, feeling tremendously speechless. He had too much money and did not know what to spend it o n.

"From today onward, if you ever need anything, you can only tell me about it." There was a smug look in his eyes. He seemed to enjoy my compliments.

He was simply... I was speechless! It looked like a man would lose his IQ when he was impulsive.

Not bothering to argue with him, I looked at the rings i n my hands that cost less than 31 bucks. They might not be expensive, but they carried significant importance to me.

I looked at him and said, "You know that my mom adopted me. A disabled woman like her went through

a lot of trouble to raise Tyler and me. However, there were often times when kids were materialistic. On my tenth birthday, wearing jewelry was a trend among m y classmates. I really wanted one but as I was poor and could not afford any, I began collecting scraps every day to save up."

Theo froze, looking at me rather sympathetically.

I laughed and continued, "Later, I was injured from collecting scraps and my mother was upset after learning about it. In order to earn more money to buy me a birthday present, she worked her dayjob during the day and folded boxes at home at night. Every night, the three of us would work late into the night. That was the first time the three of us had ever worked as a team to achieve a common goal.

"Later, we collected enough money but I didn't buy the necklace that I had always wanted. I used the money t o get three custom-made rings instead, one for everyone in the family. They're all the same, and they're our family's token.”

Theo’s countenance was no longer dark and grim. He reached out to pull me to his side. I stretched out my hand and pulled out one of the rings, handing it to him. "You may think that they're not worth a lot of money, but they’re a representation of my mom’s love for me. They also carry the love and care we have for each other."

"These are precious to me. They're my best memories and also a reminder that I once had family members