My Daughter-In-Law Reached For My Bracelet At The Jewelry Store And Said It Was “Silly” Because I Was Treated Like A VIP.

As we followed him through the main showroom, I caught Madison’s reflection in one of the mirrors. Her expression a complicated mixture of confusion and annoyance. This wasn’t proceeding according to her script.

In her scenario, she was the sophisticated one guiding her boyfriend’s “dowdy” mother through the intimidating world of high-end jewelry, not watching that same mother receive VIP treatment. The Sapphire Room was a revelation. Intimate lighting.

Illuminating walls of midnight blue velvet. A small settee positioned before a curved display counter. And a discrete champagne bar in the corner.

Rebecca appeared with a silver tray bearing flutes of champagne and delicate pastries. “Mrs. Cooper, please make yourself comfortable,” Morrison invited as another associate entered with several velvet lined trays.

“These pieces just arrived from our European auction acquisition. Given your appreciation for historical craftsmanship, I thought you might enjoy them.”

Madison’s eyes narrowed as she watched me being seated in the position of honor on the settee. This was clearly not her first visit to Morrison and Sons, yet she had never been granted access to this inner sanctuary.

“Actually,” she interjected with forced brightness, “we were primarily interested in engagement settings. Christopher mentioned he might be ready to take that step soon, and I thought his mother might help with selecting something appropriate for the family.”

I carefully kept my expression neutral, though inwardly I was startled by her brazen fabrication. Just last week, Christopher had explicitly told me he was nowhere near ready to consider marriage, especially with someone he’d known less than 2 months.

“Of course,” Morrison nodded diplomatically. “We can certainly view those collections as well, but first—”

He unveiled the first tray with a flourish, revealing a stunning array of vintage pieces. “I thought Mrs.

Cooper might appreciate these given her expertise.”

Madison stiffened beside me. “Expertise?”

Morrison smiled. “Your mother-in-law—forgive me, your boyfriend’s mother—has quite the reputation among certain circles for her discerning eye.

The Children’s Symphony Gala auction last year featured several pieces she selected that broke all previous fundraising records.”

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