Seeing Aline like this, Ruth, trembling with fear, mustered up her courage to touch Aline gently.
“Miss Hanson.”
Suddenly, Aline’s eyes turned fierce as they locked onto Ruth.
She questioned, “Who dared to do this to me? Is it you? Or Rena? Albert?”
Aline extended her hand, gripping Ruth’s neck tightly.
Ruth cried out for help as she desperately fled away.
Several bodyguards saved her and then informed Aline, “Miss Hanson,
Mrs. Fowler wishes to see you.”
Aline looked disheveled, but she clung to what remained of her pride, adjusting her green fur.
In contrast to other chambers, Rena’s room resembled a luxurious hotel suite. It exuded warmth and sophistication.
Rena sat gracefully on a sofa, a precious necklace in her hand.
Aline recognized it. It was a gift sent to Rena from her.
Everything became clear to Aline in an instant. Rena had orchestrated this whole scheme.
However, Aline couldn’t fathom Rena’s motives.
“Why?” Aline questioned, her eyes reddened.
“I genuinely wanted to befriend you, but you’ve set me up like this. What’s in it for you?
You’ve lost 20@ million dollars, haven’t you?”
Rena’s gaze remained fixed on the necklace, brushing off Aline’s inquiry.
She remarked, “This necklace is truly exquisite. Beautiful and dazzling objects often entice people to fight for them. Aline, you’ve fought for it relentlessly for so many years. Aren’t you exhausted?”
Aline reluctantly lifted her head and retorted, “It’s not over yet.
Just wait and see, Rena.”
Rena smiled, her tone detached.