“Alright, call the police,” Madisyn said.


    The room fell into a shocked silence, and Madisyn added, “Let’s involve the police and check for fingerprints.


    If Fiona never touched the ne, it won’t bear her fingerprints.


    ”


    Fiona’s face brightened with hope.


    “Yes, yes, I’ve never touched it!”


    Lynda frowned at the suggestion, skeptical, and Kristine countered, “That doesn’t necessarily mean she didn’t steal it.


    She could have worn gloves.


    ”


    The possibility hung heavy in the air.


    “When did you notice the ne was missing?” Madisyn queried further.


    “I saw it yesterday.


    I realized it was gone this morning,” Kristine answered.


    Madisyn directed a maid to get the surveince footage.


    The records showed Fiona had been to the second floor yesterday to clean Madisyn’s room and had spent the remainder of her time in the living room.


    There seemed to be no opportunity for her to havemitted the theft.


    Yet, Kristine interjected softly, “She didn’t use the main stairs, but there’s another seldom-used staircase she knows about.


    She could have used that to ess the upper floors undetected.


    And with the living room camera broken, she could havenovelbin


    used that staircase to carry out the theft.


    ”


    “I did no such thing! You have to believe me!” Fiona protested, tears streaming down her face.


    “Miss Kristine Johns, why are you using me of this?”


    Fiona couldn’t reconcile what was happening with the Kristine she knew-the kind-hearted woman who was generous with everyone.


    Why did she pointedly use her of theft today?


    Kristine didn’t look at Fiona.


    Nothing could be allowed to obstruct her ambitions.


    Fiona’s hope dimmed as she felt the weight of the usation against her.


    Meanwhile, Madisyn seemed engrossed in her phone.


    Lynda, having lost her patience with Madisyn, voiced her displeasure sharply.


    “Madisyn, since you can’t prove Fiona didn’t steal the ne, you should apologize to your sister!”


    Was Madisyn using her phone as an escape, avoiding the confrontation due tock of evidence?


    This fueled Lynda’s anger.


    Suddenly, Madisyn looked up.


    “I’ve restored the surveince footage,” she announced, holding up her phone to show everyone the screen.


    Kristine nearly scoffed at the im.


    Restored the surveince footage? Huh? Did Madisyn think it was merely a child’s ything to be fixed at will?


    But her smirk faded quickly as she caught sight of the video ying on Madisyn’s phone.


    The color drained from her face when she realized it was the footage from their Living room.