Chapter 13


    Isabelle red at her. “You dare steal my ne but didn’t dare to admit it?” Her diamond ne


    was gone after she came out of the washroom. She became suspicious of Natalie when she heard


    someone saying thetter had gone into the washroom after her.


    It was unlikely that those from the circle of J City’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 Natalie’s


    face, which didn’t seem to ring a bell with her.


    Steal her ne? Natalie was left scratching her head at the usation. 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.”


    Natalie instinctively hid her purse behind her when Isabelle tried to snatch it from her. As she raised her


    head, she suddenly caught sight of Jasmine standing behind the crowd, staring at her with a wicked


    smile on her face. At that instant, it hit her that Jasmine had tampered with her purse. She never


    expected that Jasmine would make use of the Moores to kick her out of the banquet.


    “It’s obvious she has a guilty conscience! That’s why she’s hiding her purse!” Someone from the crowd


    continued to stir the pot.


    Isabelle was incited, so she raised her voice and yelled, “Give it to me!” All text ? N?velD(r)a''ma.Org.


    As a result of themotion, the fundraising event was put on hold. In an instant, Natalie became the


    center of attention when everyone turned around to look at her.


    However, before she even realized it, a socialite snatched her purse to please Isabelle. “Ms. Moore,


    isn’t this your ne?” The socialite eximed while holding the millions-worth diamond ne


    she found in the purse.


    Even though Natalie had a hunch that Jasmine had framed her, still, she was shocked they found the


    ne in her purse.


    At that moment, Isabelle took the ne from the socialite’s hand. Thinking she had caught Natalie


    red-handed, she put the heat on her to confess, “What else do you have to say now?”


    To everyone’s surprise, instead of begging for mercy, Natalie wasposed as she straightened up


    and asked, “Would you believe me if I say I didn’t steal it?”


    Seeing Natalie in herposed manner, Isabelle was slightly bewildered, and she paused for a


    second. It was beyond her expectation for a thief being caught in the act to be devoid of shame and


    guilt.


    “Who is thisdy? I’ve never seen her before. I bet she is a thief who sneaks in to steal!” Hiding behind


    the crowd, Jasmine started to fan the mes.


    “I don’t remember seeing her before. Does anyone of you know who she is?”


    “I have no idea.”


    “Me neither.”


    Everyone started voicing their suspicions following Jasmine’s remarks.


    Natalie knew she would end up in the Moores’s bad books if she couldn’te up with a reasonable


    exnation. Not only that, but she was also afraid it might affect her mentor’s rtionship with Alfred.


    However, since this private banquet hall was not equipped with a surveince camera, it was not an


    easy feat for her to find evidence to clear her name.


    Just as Natalie was racking her brain, a deep voice suddenly rang out. “What’s the hustle?”


    Everyone, including Natalie, turned around to find a man in his sapphire blue haute couture suit, which


    complemented his near-perfect physique. The man had a distinguished air with him.


    Natalie was slightly taken aback when she caught sight of his familiar face. It’s him?! Why is he here?