Gina was getting more frustrated by the minute. "Hah! Still trying to fool me? Cindy had Randall Young of Square Street appraise it personally. That man is a specialist, and he said it's a glass orb worth no more than twenty bucks—or are you saying he's wrong?! Don't think you can have my daughter with a mere trinket. At least pay me fifty million dollars in dowry if you want to marry her!"
Even as Gina pulled Helen along, glaring at Frank viciously, Helen tried to calm things down. "Did you make a mistake, Mom? Frank would never make a mistake."
"A mistake?! The evidence is right there! Frank is a liar!" Gina snapped angrily. "He might even be lying about forcing Titus Lionheart to submit! Don't fall for his lies, Helen!"
"Enough!" Frank snapped coolly but keeping his voice low as he could see the Southstream Lanes were watching them gleefully. "Where's Cindy? Why don't you ask her?"
"C-Cindy?" Gina was suddenly stammering. "S-Something came up at her college, and she was told to return abroad."
"So you're an idiot." Frank snorted.
"What did you just say to me?!" Gina strode up, ready to hit him.
Helen caught her, however, and snapped impatiently, "Stop it, Mom! Where's the ruby now?"
"I-It's…" Gina stammered again. "Cindy said she threw it away in frustration. It's not worth anything anyway…"
"What…"
Seeing how stupid her mother was, Helen laughed despite herself. "Don't you know what Cindy's like? Do you think she'd tell you if she took the ruby for an appraisal and it turned out to be real?"
"Oh, dream on. If my hunch is right, Cindy's already sold it," Frank said, shaking his head—he was more than familiar with Cindy's behavior. "And right now, she'd be abroad indulging herself."
"Curse you, Cindy! I'll kill you!"
Gina almost jumped as she whipped out her phone, but the only response she got was static beeping.
Helen did the same. "I can't get through either, Mom."
"Goddamnit…" Gina groaned.
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