Chapter 8 She Stole the Necklace
Franti Cassia, who was standing next to Nancy, looked at the flustered and beautiful face of Nancy Monica with a smile.
Soon, the people around who came to the banquet were in a mess.
As the screams of Nancy Monica became louder and louder, the security guards arrived.
"Miss Monica, what happened?"
With a displeased look on her face, Nancy Monica looked around and said, "The necklace that my father gave me is missing. It's unique and invaluable. Someone must have stolen it!"
Everyone knew that Nancy Monica was the most beloved daughter of the Monica family. She had been regarded as the apple of their eyes since childhood and had developed a proud and arrogant personality. Although many people had been offended by her, even if they were dissatisfied, they could not resist the noble family. How dare they touch her things!
"I heard that the necklace is Miss Monica's coming-of-age gift, the only one in the world."
"Someone must have taken it away."
"Who the hell is it? How dare it is at the party."
People around them were talking about it, which made Nancy Monica more and more anxious.
At this time, Franti Cassia stood out, pretending to be angry. Since the two families of Wellington and Monica were partners, they were kind of friends.
Franti Cassia patted the back of her hand and comforted her, "Don't worry, Nancy. Think about it carefully. Where did you put the necklace?"
All of a sudden, many people gathered around, including Wendy Cassia.
She stood straight with her back straight and was very attractive.
Glancing at her, Franti Cassia's throat twitched slightly. "Just wait, Wendy!"
"The necklace has always been in my handbag. I wanted to wear it after my father came, but I didn't expect it to be missing when I took it just now!"
Anxiety could be seen in Nancy Monica's scarlet brown eyes, and her delicate face was full of sadness.
With a smile at the corners of her mouth, Franti Cassia asked in a low voice, "Do you always take your handbag with you?"
"Of course, I have been holding it all the time."
"Are you sure you haven't left it?"
Hearing this, Nancy Monica hesitated for a while and then nodded. "I went to the bathroom, and there was only me at that time, so I put my bag on the washbasin."
"I think... The necklace is missing at this time. Anyone who has just been to the bathroom is suspected." Franti Cassia's words caused an uproar among the crowd.
"Who would be so bold?"
"Those who are going to the party are all famous people. Who would do that?"
It was very good. That was exactly what Franti Cassia wanted.
Franti Cassia's eyes lit up. She stopped smiling and looked at the crowd. "It's not a big deal. It's better if it's just for money."
With a gleam in her eyes, she continued, "However, the thief chose to commit a crime at Mr. Mohr's cocktail party. It's very likely that he is against the Monica family. Everyone should come together. Let's search for each other. I'll prove my innocence first. Nancy, search me first."
As she spoke, she opened her hands, looking honest.
"Uh..." Nancy Monica was a little bit embarrassed. It was not appropriate to do so in public.
"It's okay, Nancy."
"All right."
Nancy Monica searched Franti Cassia up and down but didn't find any necklace.
Under Franti Cassia's example, the others also began to search but found nothing.
Even the security guards had checked on each other.
"Miss Monica, no necklace here."
"Don't worry. There is still someone that hasn't been searched."
With a suspicious look on her face, Nancy Monica stared at Franti Cassia and asked, "Who is it?"
However, she soon fixed her eyes on the outstanding girl Wendy Cassia. She walked towards her step by step, with a bigger smile on her face.
"I've never seen this beautiful lady before."
"Yes, I haven't seen her before. Who is she?"
Other people's comments even added fuel to the development of the following events.
Franti Cassia squinted at Wendy Cassia and asked, "You haven't been searched yet, have you?"
"Almost everyone here is in a company, only you are alone." Her words were full of sarcasm and sharpness.
Franti Cassia looked too confident.
Wendy Cassia pursed her lips slightly. Franti Cassia had exaggerated the matter on purpose just now. It seemed that it was not simple.
"Yes, I came here alone."
She replied indifferently, without any panic on her face. Her two clear eyes were always light and beautiful, but there was unspeakable clarity.
Under the curved moon-like eyebrows, Franti Cassia laughed a few times. It sounded harmless, but in fact, she was scheming. "Everyone has searched. Shouldn't you prove your innocence?"
"Go ahead." Wendy Cassia replied casually.
Franti Cassia approached her, put her hands on Wendy's slender waist, fumbled down, and then took her handbag, with a smile on her face.
She turned it over and smiled when she touched the necklace.
Wendy, this was the price you had to pay for not leaving!
Franti Cassia took the necklace out of her handbag. As soon as Nancy Monica saw it, she recognized that it was her necklace. She rushed forward and grabbed it. "This is my necklace."
Before the joy of regaining something was gone, Nancy Monica shot a sharp glance at Wendy Cassia. "Who are you? Why did you steal my necklace?"
"This people is a stranger to us. Apparently, she doesn't come to parties frequently." Franti Cassia said disapprovingly, looking at Wendy Cassia complacently.
Noticing the triumphant look in her eyes, Wendy Cassia realized that it was all Franti Cassia's idea.
What a frame-up.
As expected, the people around began to point fingers at the strange woman Wendy Cassia.
"Both Cassia and Monica are from famous families. They won't wrongly accuse others. This woman has an unknown identity. It seems that she stole it."
"Oh my God! How could there be such a shameless person in our party?"
"Oh my God! What bad luck!"
These people's accusations against Wendy Cassia made Franti Cassia feel complacent.
"Not me." Wendy Cassia looked up at Franti and replied frankly.
"Would the thief admit that he or she is a thief? Besides, the necklace was found in your bag. Do you still want to deny it?" Franti Cassia said word by word with a smile as if she was laughing at Wendy's overestimation of herself.
With disgust written all over her face, Nancy Monica glanced at Wendy Cassia as if she was looking at some rubbish. "Get her out of here right now!"
With elongated eyes, Franti Cassia was visibly proud.
"Now that you don't leave here obediently, don't blame me that I played tricks."
She cast a sidelong glance at Wendy Cassia and snorted, "Hurry up. It's lucky that Mr. Monica didn't hold you accountable!"
"Wait!"
Just as the security guard was about to 'invite' Wendy Cassia to leave, a cold but powerful voice came.
Everyone looked in the direction where the voice came from.
It was Louis Wellington?!