Chapter 68

I avoided Steve's gaze and brushed it off, saying, "I asked her to throw it away. The necklace means nothing to me anymore anyway. Out of sight, out of mind." The smile on Steve's handsome face immediately disappeared. He straightened and spat, "Nonsense!" Then he turned and shouted, "Call the police, Maria! Tell them highly valuable jewelry was stolen from our villa—and that the suspect is Juliet Simpson." I instinctively grabbed his hand and practically begged him, "Don't call the police, Steve. This has nothing to do with Juliet. It really wasn't her fault!" Steve stared at me, his expression frozen into a grimace. His voice turned dark. "Then tell me—where is the necklace? Or explain why Juliet went into the master bedroom today. If you can answer either of those, I'll believe you. Well? Answer me." I bit my lip, my thoughts jumbled. I could only yell at him, "I've already told you, I asked Juliet to throw the necklace away. You're the one who won't believe me!" "Where d