My bad feeling soon turned out to be true.

My parents died early, leaving me with a factory on the verge of bankruptcy.

I saved the toy factory on my own.

I even tripled the size of the original factory.

It was now 8,000 square meters.

I wouldn't say I was rich, but I had enough money to spend.

That was why I didn't start looking for a partner until I was 30.

At this age, it was difficult to find someone who wasn't after my money.

Frank was one of the few ones.

He was honest, responsible, and cared about his family. He was my ideal husband.

I didn't spend money recklessly. On the contrary, I was very thrifty.

However, as a businesswoman, I needed some good things so that I would look good when I was out.

Therefore, I bought quite a few luxury clothes, bags, and precious jewelry.

On this day, I had to attend a dinner party, but I couldn't find my specially tailored Armani suit jacket.

I rummaged through my room for a long time, but I couldn't find the suit jacket that had been hanging in my closet.

I asked Frank, and he said he never touched it and didn't know.

It was about time for the dinner. I had to settle and change into another outfit.

But when I returned home after the late-night dinner, I saw my Armani suit on Halle on the sofa!

She was happily sitting with Frank, watching TV and chatting, looking very pleased!

I was instantly furious and rushed over to question her.

"Halle! Why are you wearing my clothes?"

The two were having a good time chatting and were startled by me.

"Rosa, what's this about?"

I couldn't be bothered to waste my time on her and directly started taking off the jacket.

"Rosa! Stop! What are you doing?"

Halle kept shrinking into Frank's arms.

"Rosa! Rosa!"

Frank grabbed my hand and asked anxiously.

"What are you doing?"

He was more powerful than me, and I had to let go of Halle.

"Why are you wearing my jacket?"

Tears began to well up in Halle's eyes.

"Rosa, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I thought it looked good, so I wanted to try it on."

"What's wrong with you?"

I was pissed off by her.

"Don't you need to ask for my permission if you want to wear my clothes?

"Taking without asking is stealing! Do you know that? I can call the police!"

Her tears flowed down all of a sudden, and she was so flustered.

It made Frank feel heartbroken.

"Rosa! It's just a jacket.

"You have so many clothes, Why can't Halle try one on?"

Frank's words were like adding fuel to the fire, and I was even more furious.

He looked OK in the past. How come he was such a fool right now?

"Just because I have a lot of clothes, others can wear them whenever they want?

"The problem is that she took it without asking me! This is stealing!"

Frank frowned in disagreement.

"Rosa, we're family. Why can't we share things?

"Does it count as stealing if I use your money?"

I didn't know Frank could be so eloquent.

He was so good at quibbling!

"I'm not in the mood to argue with you. Let me tell you this. You are not allowed to wear my clothes!"

I looked at Halle, who looked like a frightened deer, and said word by word.

"I'm sorry, Rosa, I'll give it back..."

She took off the jacket while crying as if she had suffered a great humiliation.

"Don't fight with Frank because of me..."

It was the first time Frank and I gave each other silent treatment.

He thought I was deliberately targeting Halle.

I thought he was unreasonable because he was so stupid.

In addition, I was swamped with the factory. So, I gradually forgot about it.

I thought Halle would at least stay out of trouble for a while.

Unexpectedly, just five days later, my precious jewelry disappeared.

My jewelry wasn't cheap, with an average price of over 10,000 dollars.

Usually, I would lock them in the drawer of my dressing table.

Since Halle wore my jacket without my permission, I had become cautious about my things.

But the blue sapphire diamond necklace that I liked went missing anyway.

I was sure that I locked the drawer when I left in the morning.

I had always kept the key in a place that only I knew.

I carefully observed, and there were no signs of forced entry.

In other words, it must have been opened with a key.

I looked at the place where I hid the key. It was under a pot of plants on the bedside table.

I moved the pot, and the key was still there.

On the same day, I bought a camera to install in the bedroom, which could capture every corner.

I installed it in a corner, so Frank didn't notice it.

After installing it, I watched the footage on my phone at double speed every day for several days.

Nothing unusual happened.

I couldn't help but start to doubt if I was being paranoid.

What if I was careless and lost it, and I wrongly blamed Halle?

Out of hidden guilt, I had been treating Frank and Halle very well these days.

I even bought an entry lux bag for Halle.

Then one evening, I saw her figure on the surveillance.

In the surveillance, she first opened my closet and took out all my luxury clothes.

She compared them on herself with hangers.

She threw away the ones she didn't like and put on the ones she liked.

She did this for more than an hour.

Just when I thought she was going to put these clothes back, her next move made me want to slap her!

She threw all my clothes on the floor and deliberately changed into outdoor shoes.

She stepped on the pile of clothes without hesitation!

Meanwhile, she muttered and snorted, "It's just a few pieces of clothes! What's the big deal? Why are you so high and mighty?"

I restrained my desire to kill her. After all, I had received a good education for twenty-four years.

I continued to watch.

Halle came to the bedside table as if she knew the way.

She picked up the potted plant.

"Hey!

"Where's the key?"

Sure enough, it was her!

Although I thought I had wrongly accused her, I still changed the place of the key out of caution.

Halle couldn't find the key under the potted plant, and she looked a bit unhappy.

She put down the potted plant heavily.

She started looking for the key elsewhere.

But she searched for a long time and still couldn't find the key.

She was extremely impatient.

She grabbed the drawer, shaking it up and down and trying to forcefully pull it out.

I bought the dressing table online.

Although the quality and workmanship were not the best, it was not something that a woman like her could open without a key.

But maybe because the table was shaking too much.

Something fell out from under the table.

Halle curiously picked it up, and after she saw what it was, she grinned.

It was the key I hid.

I glued it to the bottom of the table with invisible glue.

But it fell off because of the violent shaking.

I watched her open the drawer of my dressing table with the key.

She put all my carefully organized jewelry on the table.

She immediately took a liking to my favorite pair of diamond earrings.

As she put them on, she muttered to herself.

"Damn Rosa! She's so rich, but she only gave me an entry-level bag!

"Then don't blame me for doing this!"

She snorted again.

Facing the jewelry box, she picked and chose for a long time and finally settled on a bracelet.

It was in excellent condition, and I bought it at a high price.

"This one will do!"

Halle looked at the translucent bracelet on her fair wrist.

Then she carefully put the jewelry box back in its original place.

She stuck the key back to the bottom of the drawer.

Finally, she left satisfied.