"What in the world was that?" Harold threw the vase on the ground as he glared at Elene. Elene flinched and took a step back. Her wet eyes were full of grievances.
"Why are you shouting at me?" she retorted, "you never told me that you have given my elder sister something so precious and she was the one who had placed it on auction. Yet your words suggest that it was all my mistake. How cruel of you." she was exasperated. She could not believe that Harold was still blaming her. When she had tried her best to save the ring.
