Tabitha's POV
"Tabitha, where are you going?" Derek rushed after me.
Ivonne snorted in her seat, "Is she crazy or what?"
I sprinted in front of the room next to me, panting. "I wanna see Klein."
Klein's assistant recognized me and opened the door.
I dashed inside.
Klein was lounging on a leather couch, looking all calm. Hearing the sound, he turned to face me.
"It's been a while, Tabitha. Hi."
I no longer cared about courtesy, just asking bluntly, "Klein, is that necklace your sister's?"
"Yes. I heard something belonging to her was up for auction today, so I came here to see if I could find any trace of her. Even if I couldn't, I still hated to see her birthday gift end up in someone else's hands."
Sure enough, my theory was right. The dead woman was Klein's sister, whom he had b
