Clarice held her teacup in one hand while the other was clenched tightly. On the surface, she looked calm as ever, sipping her tea gracefully, but on the inside, her emotions were a total mess.
Calling off the engagement? Honestly, she'd already written Jordan off the moment she caught him rolling around with Lydia. She never wanted to marry that jerk. But two years of being played, plus Charles pushing her to be with Theodore? Yeah, she was royally pissed.
"Fine."
A simple word, cold and flat. The people in the room immediately lit up with triumphant smiles.
So she agreed to break off the engagement!
But—
"That heirloom ring? It was a gift to my mom from Old Mr. Moore. If you want it back, let him come get it himself." Clarice's smile dropped, and her tone turned indif
