Chapter 13

Isabelle glared at her. "You dare steal my necklace but didn't dare to admit it?" Her diamond necklace was gone after she came out of the washroom. She became suspicious of Braylee when she heard someone saying the latter had gone into the washroom after her. It was unlikely that those from the circle of City N's high society would steal from her since they were acquainted with one another. Thus, she was more than certain of her suspicions upon seeing Braylee's face, which didn't seem to ring a bell with her. Steal her necklace? Braylee was left scratching her head at the accusation. With a polite smile, she asked, "Miss, is there a misunderstanding?" The smile on her face further roused Isabelle's anger. Right then, someone from the crowd reminded, "Ms. Moore, don't waste your breath on her. You should check her purse instead." Braylee instinctively hid her purse behind her when Isabelle tried to snatch it from her. As s