Andrea closes her hand around the Peters family ring. She can’t believe it was in Lance’s closet. He promised her he’d give it back to the Peters family, but he must have lied. If he lied about something as small as the ring, what else has he lied to me about? she wonders.
The green diamond gleams in the dim light, and she feels an intense wave of guilt: there’s a small chip in the surface of the diamond that wasn’t there before. She drops back down to her hands and knees and looks for the missing piece, but it’s impossible to find on the gray marble floor. Soon, she hears footsteps and jumps to her feet. She hides the ring in her pocket and pretends to examine the collar of a blue shirt.
“Excuse me, Mrs. Hamilton, I just wanted to let you know that lunch is ready,” a maid says.
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