Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Mrs. Jackman looked at Luca coldly, noticing how calm she was. After all, it was just an excuse to make things difficult for Luca. Mrs. Jackman could understand why Luca was so composed while facing such a situation.

"Hand it over now if you're the one who took it," urged Mrs. Malcolm. She was not particularly interested in framing someone. Still, she wanted to watch the drama unfold.

"Madam Crawford suspects that I took it just because I went into the house with the child to use the bathroom?" asked Luca.

"Who else could it be if it wasn't you?" Susan interjected.

"There are so many people here. Many of them would have gone into the house to use the bathroom. Madam Crawford, are you planning to interrogate them all? If so, I can help you pull up the surveillance footage at the garden and check who went into the house. Then, we can have them answer questions individually and figure out who took your necklace," Luca calmly suggested. If she knew that Susan was waiting for her in the backyard earlier, she would not have come.

Susan was really difficult to deal with...

"Do you have any idea who they are and who you are? Who are you to suspect the others? You'd better know your position!" Mrs. Jackman lifted a cup of tea and took a sip. Her gaze was sharp and cold.

She hated all the mistresses! That was why she had no intention of letting Luca off the hook.

"Madam, I only went to the first floor when I was in the house. Do you really think Madam Crawford would be that silly to leave her necklace in the living room and let the others take it? Even though my net worth may not be as high as yours, accusations require evidence. I was on the first floor the entire time. I didn't even head to the second floor. How could you accuse me of stealing the necklace? Let's call the police since everyone is still here. It'll be better for the police officers to investigate everyone here," replied Luca as she took her phone out from her pocket.

"You're still denying it, and now you're trying to get the police involved, huh?!" Mrs. Jackman came up with a plan. She lifted the teapot filled with the scalding tea and threw it at Luca.

Luca did not manage to dodge the teapot that was coming at her as she was looking at her phone. She had no choice but to move to the side.

The teapot shattered, and the boiling hot tea splashed on her bare ankle as well as all over the floor.

Her snow-white skin instantly turned red.

pleased and disappointed at the same

on Luca's body. Otherwise, she would have been burned

exclaimed in shock as she did not expect Mrs. Jackman to do something so rude as to hurl the freshly boiled water in the tea pot at

eyes and sneered in disapproval at

straight, watching the smug expression on Susan's face. It seemed like she had found herself a good assistant, someone who

you know how long you can be detained for injuring someone?" Luca

Jackman shot Susan a glance and asked, "Madam Crawford, did you see anyone

smashed teapot," Susan lied through her teeth

turned to look at Mrs.

fortunate that the woman dodged the teapot that was thrown

their conversation, she reckoned that the other two women were like Susan. They were rich wives who stayed at home doing nothing, and they

powerful. They were the only ones who could trample on someone's dignity, and there was no way the others could

were not cautious enough when

her red and swollen ankle. She reckoned that her ankle would be blistered from

I hurt anyone? Well, how long would someone be detained for theft?" There

was

straight into Mrs. Jackson's eyes and pointed at the corner of the garden. "I have only two pockets. There's no evidence to prove that I took the necklace, unless Madam Crawford is going to shove the necklace into my pocket now. But I doubt there's enough time for her to do that. So you can't file theft charges against me, but I'm pretty

to remain defiant until the bitter end. I can't believe that Luke would choose a thief to be his mistress. The reputation of the Crawford family will

only one who looked at the corner that Luca was pointing

and tugged at Mrs. Jackman's sleeves. Then, she said, "Stop it." "What?" Mrs. Jackman turned back and

Malcolm pointed at the surveillance camera, which was facing the pavilion.

turned sour. She had chosen the backyard because Susan had said that there was no one around and that they