Chapter 882:
Alicia shook her head. “No, you never showed me any bracelet.”
“You’re lying! I showed it to you at the dining table!”
“Do you have any witnesses?”
“You…”
Overwhelmed with frustration, Yvonne felt her heart pound painfully.
Alicia sighed softly. “Yvonne, earlier today you mentioned your brother is in desperate need of money. While I sympathize, using such methods to try and make a quick buck isn’t right.”
At this, Yvonne’s face flushed with anger, and her eyes widened in fury. “How dare you accuse me so crudely? What do you mean by ‘making a quick buck’? I’m Benedict’s wife; I have more wealth than you could imagine. Do you really think I’d resort to such low tactics for money?”
Alicia responded with a faint smile, “If it’s not for money, then what are you trying to achieve with your actions?”
Unswayed, Yvonne shot back, “What actions are you talking about? It’s pretty clear you stole my belongings. Do you want to say I asked you to do it?”
Remembering the missing bracelet, Yvonne grew anxious and turned to Jolie. “Go check the room again. She must have hidden my bracelet somewhere!”
“Why bother?” Caden interjected. “Jolie, please bring my laptop from my room.”
Everyone turned to look at him, puzzled. What did he need his computer for at a time like this?
Caden explained casually, “I’ve installed surveillance cameras in the bedroom. I’ll just review the footage to see what really happened.”
At his words, Yvonne gasped, her complexion turning ashen.
Alicia couldn’t resist commenting sarcastically, “Yvonne, what’s wrong? You seem quite alarmed all of a sudden.”
Caught off guard, Yvonne stammered, instinctively lying, “I just lost my balance.”
Alicia smirked. “My apologies, I must have been mistaken. You weren’t trembling after all.”
Left without a reply, Yvonne fell silent.noveldrama
Jolie returned swiftly with the laptop. She had grown to trust Alicia and was eager to uncover the truth.
Caden settled in, his fingers poised over the keyboard. Yvonne stood opposite, her heart pounding with anxiety, unable to see the laptop screen.
“Caden, why would you install surveillance in such a private space as the bedroom?” she asked.
Caden didn’t even glance up. “I often work late. When I miss Alicia, I check the surveillance. Is there a problem with that?”
Alicia was at a loss for words. Could Caden not see how inappropriate that sounded? Yvonne forced a laugh, her complexion ghostly as she strained to see the screen.
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