Alina's POV:

A while later, Coco rushed in. "Miss Quinn! I found it out."

Perhaps she was afraid of me that she paused for a moment and looked at me before continuing. "The dress wasn't lent out; it was sold to someone. The buyer had once saved Naphtali Bancroft's life, so the designer sold it to them. But they refused to tell me who the buyer was."

The one who had bought the dress was undoubtedly an influential person. I remembered the comments on the necklace, so I asked Coco to check who had bought the necklace from CHRISTIE'S auction house.

I had an answer in mind and was almost sure of it. However, I wanted to confirm everything before jumping to conclusions.

As expected, it was Rufus.

The answer drove me insane. I leaned against the sofa as I felt the anger bubbling inside me. I couldn't figure out why Rufus had done that. He never replied to any of my messages or even bothered to look at

me.

attracted to me, but Rufus hadn't bothered even to glance at me. His indifference seemed to rub

felt powerless and

my hair and gritted my teeth to control my anger. I didn't know how to make Rufus fall for me. A wave of humiliation consumed me. I cried out to vent my

caught a glimpse of the trembling Coco. The timid, innocent look on her face

post was already deleted. I immediately asked Coco to check the IP address of the blogger. Although we couldn't find the

Her leg wasn't injured as I had planned; she

asking him if

but couldn't understand why it was taking him so long to do such

Warren's POV:

didn't bother checking it. I took a gulp of beer

checking the phone, I knew the texts were from Alina. She had been texting me since yesterday, asking

laugh at myself because there had been a time when I was desperate to receive messages from Alina. But now, the

sweet

was ridiculous. I had thought my love for Alina was as firm as a

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