Nora, ever the eager accomplice, quickly jumped in to support her mother. "Yes, Aurora, that necklace belongs to the Rossi family. It shouldn't stay with someone who's no longer part of us."
Her smile was radiant, her eyes practically shining with triumph. "You wouldn't want people to think you're clinging to something that's no longer yours, would you?"
Aurora's grip on her fork tightened for a moment, but she kept her composure.
She met Madam Rossi and Nora's eyes with an icy stare. "I understand your concern, Madam Rossi, but I'm not ready to discuss the heirloom's return just yet."
Nora's smile wavered, and her eyes flashed with annoyance. "What do you mean? You're no longer part of this family."
Aurora's tone turned sweet, but it was laced with steel. "Technically, I am still part of this family. The divorce isn't finalized."
The room fell into a stunned silence.
