The crowd, originally scattered in small cliques and engaged in lively conversations, was now drawn in by the commotion and gathered around.
Delphine stood beneath the towering landscape tree, being stared at by so many people for the first time. Her small face appeared even paler under the lights, almost translucent.
"I didn't take your necklace," she said coldly. "Miss Yvonne's necklace is missing. Shouldn't someone first be sent to search for it? It might just be found somewhere."
The crowd nodded in agreement—it did seem unreasonable to outright accuse someone of theft without searching first.
Yvonne, cornered by her response, looked visibly displeased but quickly covered it up with a tone of grievance. "Miss Carter is right. However, earlier it was only Miss Carter who bumped into me. Before the necklace is found, I'll have to ask Miss Carter not to leave."
Yvonne immediately sent someone to look for the necklace.
