"Back straight, Yale." The woman said as she helped me put on the jewels on my neck. Heavy and unnecessary if you asked me.
You don't have to be some kind of jewellery or diamond expert to be able to tell just how expensive these necklaces and earrings and bracelets that are on me are.
Looking at them on my neck, I sighed. I wonder how much these will sell for if I gave them to Zion. Not that he would do anything to them if he found out that they were from my mother's private collection.
That woman, she would not spare any expenses as long as I am able to look as presentable as she wants me to look like. A proud woman with too much time on her hands. I really wish she was a little bit busier.
Image is everything to her and I can understand why. Her empire is shaky at best, the people that were once considered important, the people that she went to great lengths to make connections with are not as powerful as they were before.
