Chapter 608
“Wow! We’re so fortunate to meet Yvy Weaver in the flesh!”
The crowd couldn’t believe it, but this was the only explanation that made sense for how the Aurora Bliss had ended up in her hands.
Martha’s face lit up with excitement as she grabbed Yvette’s hand. “You’re the renowned designer, Yvy? Why didn’t you tell me sooner? I absolutely adore your work. I’ve bought every piece you’ve ever created. I’m your biggest fan!”
Seeing Martha’s enthusiasm, Yvette smiled and said, “Grandma, I’ll design a unique piece just for you in a few days.”
Martha beamed even brighter. “Oh, that would be wonderful! You’re so good to me!”
The others in the room looked at Martha enviously. After all, getting Yvy to create a custom piece was no small feat–especially one meant just for her!
Yvette shifted her attention to the now pale–faced Tracy. “You’ve searched my bag, and I’ve proven I didn’t take Victoria’s necklace. It’s your turn to be searched.”
Before Tracy could respond, Martha nodded and instructed the butler, “Search her.”
“Of course, Mrs. Quinn Senior.”
The butler immediately signaled several other housekeepers to restrain Tracy and begin the
search.
Tracy felt utterly humiliated as she struggled against their hold. “I’ve taken care of Ms. Olson
for
years. Why would I steal her necklace?”
Before she could finish her rant, the butler pulled the necklace from her inner pocket.
“Mrs. Quinn Senior, we found Ms. Olson’s necklace on her.”
Tracy was stunned by the butler’s words and was on the verge of breaking down. She had secretly slipped the necklace into Yvette’s bag, so why was it now in her possession?
“You stole Victoria’s necklace and tried to frame Yvie!” Martha raised her cane and struck Tracy with it. “You should be ashamed!”
Tracy cried out in pain before quickly defending herself. “Mrs. Quinn Senior, I swear it wasn’t me. I didn’t take Ms. Olson’s necklace!”
Martha wasn’t convinced. “Why are you still denying it? If you didn’t take it, how did it end up in your pocket?”
Tracy’s mind raced. Why was the necklace in her possession?
Then it hit her–Yvette had bumped into her earlier. She hadn’t thought much of it at the time, but now she realized that Yvette must have slipped the necklace into her pocket during
that moment.
Seeing the dawning realization on Tracy’s face, Yvette raised an eyebrow and smirked.
Tracy wasn’t naive. She finally understood how the necklace ended up with her.
Yvette had suspected Tracy’s intentions all along. After watching Tracy sneak the necklace into her bag, she had discreetly taken it out and slipped it into Tracy’s pocket without anyone noticing.
It was simply a case of using someone else’s tactics against them.
