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q“All right, that's enough. Stop scaring me.”

The lady with the red hair was frightened. She nervously retrieved a necklace from her bag and looked longingly at it before shoving it back into her bag. After that, she ran out to chase after the Lindberg family's bodyguards.

Francesca followed her immediately. She took advantage of the crowd present and bumped into that red-haired lady.

“Ah,” yelped the lady as she was almost knocked to the floor.

With her head down low, Francesca murmured an apology before rushing off.

“Hurry. Things will be bad if they leave before you catch up to them,” said the red-haired lady's friend.

The two of them ran out the doors and saw how the bodyguards were getting into their cars. The red-haired lady quickly opened her bag to retrieve the necklace, only to realize that it was gone. In its place was a stack of cash.

Her eyes bulged in surprise, and she stood there, stunned.

“What's wrong?”

“T-The necklace... it's gone.”

“What? Are you serious? Look through your bag again. Toss everything out.”

“It's not here. It's definitely gone. What do I do now? What do I do?” said the lady, who was on the verge of crying after searching her bag for a while.

Let's go back to our fitting room and check there. If we can't find it, we'll just

can't tell anyone about this. If you do, they'll

worry. I won't. We're besties, after

corner she was hiding in, Francesca only sighed a breath of relief when she saw them

think I got them in

examined it. The necklace had a

that it

she thought of something. Wait, won't this reveal my

didn't think much of it and put it in her bag before

the bodyguards who had left

had dropped by, and his men were there to protect him. He strode

a beat. I'll be in so much trouble if he recognizes

to go

her friend were looking

the long, black hair. She bumped into me earlier, and I think she must have stolen the

It must be

her as quickly as possible. If those men

for the

into an “out of the frying pan and into

D*mn it! what do I do