Chapter 4

“Oh really?” I looked at her, a strong mocking glint in my eyes.

I wanted to see just how many unspeakable things Ryan Sterling had done over the years, operating behind my back and using my power.

Chloe paused, surprised that I wasn’t afraid.

Then she scoffed, “Heh, scared stiff, are we? You should thank me, otherwise, someone like you would never get to meet a top-tier man like my husband!”

A cold light flashed in my eyes.

“You’re right, I *should* thank you. You’ve helped me see exactly what kind of man he truly is!”

I frowned. I was truly alone here.

“You woman, of all the things to do, why impersonate me?” Chloe smugly touched her smooth, porcelain-like face, a sneer on her lips.

“Look at you, so old. Trying to look like me is just a pathetic copycat.”

My gaze swept over her face, and I let out a cold, dismissive laugh.

But my hands, hanging at my sides, clenched tightly, a barely perceptible tremor running through them.

Suddenly, Tiffany, who was standing beside me, shrieked.

“The store’s centerpiece jewel is gone!” She was frantic, cold sweat streaming down her face.

The previously bored onlookers, who had been losing interest, instantly perked up, their eyes wide with excitement.

They straightened up, staring at us.

Chloe frowned. “What centerpiece jewel?”

Tiffany was panicked and distraught, her voice cracking with tears. “It’s a top-grade emerald piece, worth billions!”

“How could it just disappear?” Chloe said dismissively. “Just a few billion. Why are you so worked up? No ambition.”

Tiffany’s face froze, a flicker of intense jealousy in her eyes.

But she took a deep breath, then her sharp gaze fixed on me.

“Did *you* steal it?!” She suddenly lunged forward, her eyes red, trying to pin the blame on me. “Please, just hand it over! If the centerpiece jewel is lost, we’ll all be ruined trying to pay for it. Please, have pity on us!”

Tiffany cried and pleaded, a sight that would inspire pity in anyone.

I was caught off guard by this sudden, brazen accusation.

“What are you doing?” I rasped. “Framing me once wasn’t enough, so you’re trying again? You’re truly incredibly stupid.”

Chloe, seeing this, sneered.

“Not only a mistress, but a thief too!”

The surrounding crowd started pointing fingers and condemning me.

“Oh my god, she broke a million-dollar piece earlier, and now she dares to steal something worth a billion! She’ll get life imprisonment!”

“I say, just call the police!”

Tiffany’s eyes darted. She seized the opportunity.

“Your bag!” She stepped forward, reaching to snatch my bag. “It must be in your bag!”

I frowned, angrily rebuking her. “How dare you!”

“You’re guilty, aren’t you?!” Tiffany declared, instructing the security guards to restrain me.

The guards, realizing the seriousness of the situation, moved quickly.

This time, they didn’t even give me a chance to resist or struggle. One of them immediately kicked me in the abdomen.

Then, they firmly pinned me to the floor with their batons.

“Let go of me!” I struggled desperately, roaring a warning.

Tiffany seized the opportunity, snatched my bag, and rummaged through it.

“The centerpiece jewel is here!” Tiffany’s face was flushed, her expression excited as she pulled a box from my bag and opened it. “This is what we lost!”

Seeing this, my mind went blank with shock.

But then, I instantly understood.

I narrowed my eyes, looking at Tiffany with a cold smirk. “You set this up, didn’t you?”

No wonder she had been standing so close to me!

She must have been looking for an opportunity to plant the jewelry in my bag!

I struggled with all my might. “Let go of me! I’ll arrange to pay whatever you want!”

Seeing my offer, the security guards finally loosened their grip.

The chill in my eyes intensified. I pulled out my phone and made a call.

At that moment, Chloe glanced at her phone.

With the undeniable air of the rightful wife, she looked down at me, chin raised.