Guests turned, and cameras zoomed in on me.
Zamora’s expression flickered with something complicated, but she quickly smiled softly at the live-stream audience.
“Don’t misunderstand. She’s Ross’s assistant at the company… I didn’t expect her to be here today.”
Her tone was polite and gentle, but it hinted at my connection to Ross. All eyes then shifted to me.
I went to the Forrer Company this morning to finalize some handovers. I had planned to change into a different outfit afterward, but Zamora and her friends intercepted me.
I stopped, curious to see what scheme they were up to this time.
Her best friend stepped forward, her voice sharp.
“You didn’t sneak in pretending to be a hotel staffer, did you? Look at how shabby you’re dressed—definitely up to no good!”
“Where’s the necklace? We know you came from humble beginnings. Seeing something valuable must have tempted you. I can’t believe you’d try stealing in front of everyone!”
“Do you have any proof I stole something?”
I cut her off, raising my voice.
The crowd around us burst into mocking laughter.
“Proof? Please. She’s from an orphanage. How innocent could she be? Probably never even touched a gemstone before.”