Megan returned to the master bedroom to find her mother sitting on the bed. Based on the look of disappointment on Joyce's face, she hadn't found the jewelry either.
"Georgina must have taken it," Joyce stated with a little shrug. "That's very unfortunate. Imagine, all those diamonds lost out there when we could have been wearing them."
"I hate her," Megan snarled. "She ruins everything even when she was dead."
"Well, there's nothing we can do about it now," Joyce sighed, "We'll just have to buy our own precious stones."
Megan sat on the bed next to her mother.
"You think Harold will give us enough money to buy whatever we want?" she asked, her eyes bright with excitement.
"Of course!" Joyce touched her daughter's hand. "He has to. And hey, you know what's coming up soo
