“You what?" Anderson's voice exploded through the phone. “Say that again."
“I said I sold them," Olivia replied.
“Are you insane?" he shouted. “Those pieces were my mother's! Do you have any idea what they're worth? You just walked into some shop and threw away generations of history?"
“I didn't throw them away," Olivia said calmly. “I sold them. For a fair price."
“That jewelry is priceless!" Anderson snapped. “Money can't replace it."
“You're right," Olivia said quietly. “Nothing can replace it. Just like nothing can replace my father."
He ignored that. “Where did you sell them? Tell me the name of the shop. I'll go and buy them back right now."
“They've already been resold," she lied without hesitation. “The owner said collectors were waiting. By now, they're probably in some pri
