My Sister Stole Our Grandma’s Jewelry to Buy a Convertible – She Thought She Got Away with It, Until I Taught Her a Lesson She’ll Never Forget (2 of 8)

And now they were gone? How was that even possible?

“Don’t worry, Grandma,” I said, already grabbing my keys. “I’ll be right over.”

When I arrived, she was sitting on the couch with the wooden jewelry box on the table. Her hands were shaking as she opened the lid.

It was empty. Completely empty.

My chest tightened.

“Grandma, did anyone come over recently?” I asked. “Someone who could have taken them?”

She hesitated before whispering, “Sophia was here yesterday.”

Of course. Sophia.

She was my younger sister, the golden child, and the one who always wanted more, more, and more. She was also drowning in credit card debt but refused to get a job because she thought she deserved a luxurious lifestyle without working for it.

I clenched my jaw. “What did she say?”

“She was acting strange,” Grandma murmured. “Kept saying she wanted to try on my jewelry. I didn’t think much of it. But now…”