Chapter 138. GUT FEELING.

　　A thief. They all call her a thief. 　　They found the diamond necklace in her bag. A necklace she has never seen before. Danika can only watch in a trance. 　　She doesn't know how to go about this. Doesn't know how to start vindicating herself because she knows that all her attempt will be futile. 　　These are the set of people her father enslaved and tortured for the past ten years. They look upon her with hate, judgement and rage. 　　Suddenly, she wished Sally was there with her. Sally... Anybody... 　　These people will devour her. Her baby... No, there's no baby, Danika. 　　The words didn't convince her like it's meant to. She can only watch the angry mob in front of her. 　　There is no pleading with them. Or begging them. It will change nothing. 　　"I did not steal that. I have never seen that before." She tried anyway. 　　Her voice was hoarse and calm, while her insides was trembling. Her blood ran cold and her heart was thudding in her chest. 　　One woman's hand snaked out from