Lyman paused mid-step and asked, "What's going on?"

The store manager, nerves etched across her face, turned to him. "Mr. Etheridge,

I just noticed there's a diamond missing from the earring!"

"I checked carefully before bringing out the store's signature piece," she continued, voice trembling. "Everything was in perfect condition, and I even had my staff record a video as we opened the safe. But now..." The manager looked at Lyman with desperate hope, silently pleading with him to believe she was innocent. But whether he did or not was entirely up to him.

She watched Lyman anxiously, terrified that one wrong move would cost her the job she'd worked so hard to keep.

"Find out exactly what happened," Lyman ordered, his tone clipped.

Isabel, never one to miss an opportunity to stir the pot, chimed in with feigned concern. "Oh dear, how could this have happened? I remember the diamond was perfectly intact when I wore the earring. It's a pink diamond, not exactly small, and worth a pretty penny, isn't it?"

Her words cast a heavy silence over the room. No one dared speak-if the diamond wasn't found, who knew what consequences they'd face?

changing room, dressed in

on?" she asked, taking in

with accusation. "Did you know the earring's missing

hesitated, eyes flicking to the earring in question. She didn't answer Isabel directly, but

not hesitating for a second. He trusted Effie implicitly-if she had wanted that

the earring and inspected it

to let the matter drop, sniped from the side, "You can stare

on the

top. But n reality,

know her stuff-she'd spotted the issue right away.

certainly know a lot. Maybe a little too much. How do you know someone used force to pry the diamond out? Unless you were the one

a withering look. "Isabel, that's

if genuinely hurt. "Annabel, I'm just telling the truth. Is that

"No one's blaming you for telling the truth, but

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