It must be expensive.

She didn't want to accept it, but Mark insisted that it was nothing but a simple gift.

The truth was, the necklace was an Evans family heirloom, a piece of information that Mark deliberately kept from Cecilia. For years, that jade necklace had been passed down from one eldest daughter-in-law of the Evans family to another.

Mark's future with Cecilia was uncertain.

Regardless, he wanted to give this necklace to her.

His feelings for her were mixed at best.

Waylen watched Mark and Cecilia quietly.

Unlike his naive sister, he could ascertain the value of the necklace at a glance, but he didn't tell Cecilia about it. Just then, his phone rang.

An unknown number flashed on his screen.

He frowned and let his phone ring for a while. As soon as he picked up, the person on the other end of the line started sobbing.

"Mr. Fowler, thank God you answered. Mavis needs your help. Please come. When she lost your financial support, she returned to her hometown to find a job. Her hometown is situated in a mountainous area, and it has been snowing nonstop. On her way to work, she accidentally slipped and fell down a slope. It's hard to do a rescue right now. Mr. Fowler, | know that Mavis has offended Mrs. Fowler. | wouldn't have called you if there was any other way at all to save Mavis, but without a rescue chopper, she would surely freeze to death out there.

She called you several times, but she couldn't get a hold of you.

Please, Mr. Fowler."

The girl called herself Rita Green kept pleading.

Waylen checked his phone screen.

There were indeed several missed calls.

Rena put Mavis’ number on Waylen's phone's blacklist.

Someone's life was on the line.

Waylen agreed to help without hesitation. He asked about the situation in detail and told Rita that he would deal with it.

He hung up and then looked up.

Rena felt refreshed and relaxed after taking a shower. Standing in the middle of the staircase, she overheard Waylen's phone conversation. Her face turned pale.

“Are you leaving?"