Jayden and Penelope turned slowly, their reflections caught in the car's black sheen.
The rich man stormed out with his crew of bodyguard behind him, beefed up, intimidating, with arrogance pouring from their pores.
He pointed straight at Penelope.
"You. You stole my storage ring! You stole my orb!"
Penelope raised a brow, confused. "Excuse me?"
"Don't play dumb!" the man growled. "You were the only one who touched me after I got back to the room! I remember clearly. You bumped into me."
Penelope folded her arms across her chest, calm and unshaken. "I apologized for that. It was an accident."
"Don't insult my intelligence," he barked. "You think I wouldn't notice my ring missing?"
"I didn't take anything." she retorted.
"Then prove it," he said, eyes gleaming. "Let one of my men search you… thoroughly."
Penelope's eyes narrowed, she was offended. But before she could speak...
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