Nan’s POV
He points his finger….at my necklace.
I glance back at him in confusion. “Mr. Darren?” I ask.
“That could be the solution to your problem.” He answers calmly.
My eyebrows furrow. “What do you mean? It’s just a gift from Lionel.”
He huffs a little impatiently. “Ms. Lupa, surely you understand what I mean.”
His intentions click in my head. I unintentionally jerk my head back. ‘He wants me to…’
“I think I would like you to say it anyway.” I suggest.
He presses his lips together. “You should sell that. It should fetch a fair price.”
My guess is unfortunately correct. “Mr. Darren, I don’t think that’s a good idea.” I say.
He looks at me incredulously. “Do you have a better one? One that will get us the money in time to correct the budget?”
“No. I guess not.” I hedge ou
