Chapter 17

Seraphina's POV Just as we were about to leave, an Omega servant suddenly ran up to us, panting heavily. In his hand was a sparkling diamond necklace—Jenny's missing necklace. "I'm sorry to disturb you," the servant said nervously, "but I found this necklace in a bag left on the drinks table." He pointed at me. "The bag with the initial 'S' on it... is that yours, Miss?" My heart stopped. My bag? How could the necklace be in my bag? A deafening silence filled the room. All eyes were on me, their expressions shifting from curiosity to suspicion and condemnation. I could feel the atmosphere in the room change drastically—from ordinary drama to a true scandal. Ah, so this was their real plan. They provoked me to lose my patience and slap Rachel so they could deal me this fatal blow. They wanted me to seem like someone who couldn't control herself, making the theft accusation easier to believe. Whispers began circulating among the crowd, low voices growing louder and more judgmental. "I ca