Chapter 711 A New Georgy-girl:>Ep7

Seeing that stuff answered a question that had occasionally nagged at me since mum had passed away. I remembered my mother wearing some of the pieces Georgy was looking at, but after her death they were gone. I'd just assumed they were lost and gone forever, stolen and fenced by that fat little fuck-weasel, but thankfully my mother had been astute enough to get them out of his reach before he or anyone else could get their mitts on them. Good on you, Mum!