Later, her mother had passed away, and that bracelet had been lost. Nora had grieved over it for a very, very long time.
Tears prickled Nora's eyes as she spoke clearly, "Mom."
Moved by the raw emotion, Genevieve's eyes also grew damp. "Oh, sweetheart," she sighed, stepping forward to pull Nora into a warm embrace, gently patting her back. "Good girl. This is your home now. If Xander ever dares to mistreat you, just tell me. I'll handle him for you."
Genevieve slowly released her, picked up the emerald bracelet from the box, and carefully slid it onto Nora's wrist.
It fit perfectly, as if it had been custom-made for her. The rich, vibrant green made her skin look incredibly luminous. It was absolutely stunning.
These were hands capable of running complex scientific experiments, yet perfectly at home cooking a warm meal.
Genevieve admired it, deeply satisfied. "It looks gorgeous. My mother-in-law was right. This bracelet has a soul of its own; it always fits perfectly when it meets the right person."
Nora looked down at the heirloom on her wrist. A slow smile curved her lips, and a deep, comforting sense of belonging swelled in her chest.
After chatting for a while, the two women walked back into the living room. Sebastian and Xander were deep in a discussion about corporate affairs. Hearing footsteps, they looked up. Sebastian's gaze immediately fell to the bracelet on Nora's wrist. He glanced at his wife, a faint, approving smile tugging at his lips.
Genevieve sat back down on the sofa. "She called me Mom, and she's wearing the bracelet. Aside from the official ceremony, we are already a family. What do you think, Sebastian?"
Sebastian looked completely satisfied. "Then let's have dinner, family."
Thrilled, Genevieve instructed the staff to serve dinner. The meal was filled with warmth and laughter, with Genevieve constantly placing the best cuts of meat onto Nora's plate.
That afternoon, Genevieve gave Nora a grand tour of the estate, sharing countless childhood stories about Xander. Nora listened intently, a permanent smile etched on her face.


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