"What are you doing!"
Sophie Foster angrily slammed the door, "Those jadeite accessories, didn't you give them to Ella Lacey?!"
"I did."
Yolanda Bardot lay nonchalantly on the sofa, lazily replying, "But later, Tercy Mason took them all."
"What!"
Sophie Foster was so furious that she almost jumped, "The jadeite has been given out for a week, and you didn't even notice that Ella Lacey wasn't wearing it!"
"I didn't know."
Yolanda Bardot responded indifferently, "You emphasized not to arouse Ella Lacey's suspicion, so I didn't ask whether she wore the jadeite accessories or not."
Sophie Foster's face stiffened.
Burning with anger, yet unable to vent.
Because she indeed instructed Yolanda Bardot to do so.
"No, this is the last way to secretly murder Ella Lacey. If this is exposed, do you know what the consequences will be?!"
Sophie Foster grabbed Yolanda Bardot by the collar, "By then, you'll be exposed as the spy!"
"Huh?"
