'Oh…' Lacy had a look of realization as her eyes returned back to her nemesis. Just like herself, the masked lady must have had someone in her heart. Someone that eventually fell into the palms of twin sister.
''Perhaps you didn't know Miss Collins, but the dress you're wearing is exactly like the dress that Iris Anderson had worn for a banquet.'' Miss Torres shifted the attention to Rose Collins, standing quietly as an observer. ''That was the last time anyone saw her with Mr. kings.''
She didn't believe that someone like Rose Collins did not know. If she was truly a person of the high society, such news shouldn't be new to her ears.
''Oh dear….'' Seeming like it was her first time hearing this, Rose looked stunned at the sound of her words. A right hand hovered over her parted lips, and her light brown eyes trembled in shock.