Popoy pushed the pile of coins toward her.
“This is my payment—”
Ms. Carla gently stopped his hand.
“No need,” she said softly, smiling through tears.
“Keep your money. This one is free.”
“W-What?!” Popoy gasped.
“This is my gift to your mother. And my gift to you—for being such a loving son.”
Ms. Carla grabbed a plastic bag and helped Popoy gather every coin.
“Use that money to buy a cake and some good food for your mom’s birthday, okay?”
Popoy broke down crying.
“Thank you… thank you so much…”
He left the shop holding both the necklace and his savings.
To everyone inside, he was no longer a “street kid.”
He walked out like a giant—built from love.
That day, everyone inside Royale Jewelry & Pawnshop learned that the most valuable thing in the world is not gold or diamonds, but the pure heart of a devoted child.
The next day, inside a small shanty, Popoy gently placed the red velvet box into his mother’s hands.
When she opened it, she clutched her chest—the necklace.
The same necklace she once sacrificed to save her son’s life.
“My child… how did you—”
Her words stopped.
Popoy answered her with a hug.
That night, there was a simple cake, flickering candles, and a table filled with laughter.
Outside, the world remained quiet.
Inside, a family was made whole by love—and a boy once judged by others became the light of his home.
