Chapter 3

Her gaze flickered wildly, darting left and right.

"Scarlett, listen to me..."

The other woman only smiled, a faint, cold curve of her lips.

Then she haughtily tilted her head back.

She cast a scornful glance at me.

"My sister doesn't need anyone else to criticize her!"

No wonder she was defending Tiffany so fiercely; they were sisters!

"My sister says you stole it, so you definitely stole it!"

"What's a pair of thieves got to argue about?! And you had the nerve to lay a hand on someone! Let me make one thing clear: on this street, nobody talks…