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to catch aght of Yimice. In that moment, it all clicked.

to

He stormed over and grabbed her. “It was you! It had to be you!”

Yunice looked up calmly, meeting bhis /beyes. “That’s right?

“I simply mailed myself a package. If someone couldn’t resist taking what wasn’t theirs, well- she scoffed, “maybe they shouldn’t assume everyone else is as dumb as they are. In the end, it’s her own greed—and bher /bown arrogance–that made her look like a fool.”

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Owen couldn’t take it anymore. He shoved Yunice. “Who are you calling an embarrassment? If you hadn’t set this whole thing up, how could our Saunders family be humiliated like this? You’re responsible for ruining our reputation today you’re paying for it!”

Yunice smiled. “Fine. I’ll take responsibility. I’ll expose every single dirty deed Elsie’s ever done and rip off thatke, saintly mask of hers.”

“You” Owen was at a loss for words, his anger boiling over.

Just as he raised his hand, another hand blocked it—band /bthen smack–a pnded hard on his

Owen bwas /bstunned. He looked up in shock and saw who it was. “Mr. Carl?”

Carl stood in front of Yunice, flexing his wrist, “Huh, I saw someone trying toy a hand on Yunny from across the room, and it turns out it’s my dear nephew?”

He was smiling, but it was impossible to tell if he was joking or furious.

Elsie rushed over. “Mr. Carl, it was Yunice who disrespected Owen first. He was just trying to reason with her he did nothing wrong….

Carl didn’t even look at her.

Owen, thinking the p was an ident, added, “Mr. Carl, you’ve been abroad all these years;

she did just now? She

you don’t know how rebellious Yunice has be. Did you bsee /bwen abroad all these years;

orchestrated all this to drag our Saunders family through the mud!”

“Oh?” Carl straightened his face and gave a sharp (sk. “Actually, I didn’t see a thing.”

He nced at Yunice, then turned a scrutinizing look back to Owen. “bAnd /bhow exactly did she drag your family through the mud?”

Owen thought he had found his moment. He jumped in, “She made Elsie wear knockoff clothes to make everyoneugh at her! And then she nted a stolen ginseng to frame Elsie!”

Carl raised a brow. “Never heard of this Elsie you keep talking about, but is she that stupid? bYunny /b

To wear bfakes/bb, /bband /bshe does? Tells her to give away stolen herbs, and she just goes along

within

The moment her name came up, Elsie stepped forward, sweet and pitiful. “I just trusted Yunice

“I too much. But I don’t think she meant to hurt me. I believe someone must’ve misled her.”

Carl soll treated her like air Elsie bit her lip, feeling awkward. iWhy /idoes he seem to dislike me so

You

turned to her. “Thanks for trying to cover for me, but hate to disappoint you–1 did mean to hurt you

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back in front of Carl.

Carl’s gaze darkened, catching every movement.

ished

Yunice turned to him calmly. “Mr. Carl, since you’re here, may I ask you to judge this fairly?”

“Elsie ims I sent her a package to set her up. So tell me whose name was on that package?”

Elsie hesitated, then answered meekly, “It was addressed to Yunice, of course…”

Yunice asked sharply, “Then who is Yunice?”

Elsie’s eyes filled with tears. “Yunice, I’ve been called Yunice for three years. It’s my name too- I’m used to it now.”

Yunice gritted her teeth. What a shameless excuse, stealing and acting like it’s ijustified/i!

Afraid Carl might misunderstand, Owen jumped in. “It’s like this, Mr. Carl. Yunny spent three years in a mental hospital due to her condition. I didn’t want people talking, so I asked Elsie to pretend to be Yunny in public.”

Carl gave a half–smile and nodded. “Ah, I see.” Then he finally turned to Elsie, “So you open anything that says ‘Yunice‘ on it? How were you so sure it was meant for you?”

He chuckled. “If you weren’t sure and opened it anyway, isn’t that just stealing?”

Elsie immediately tried to weasel out of it: “I was sure–because she never lived at the Saunders. mansion. If it got delivered there, it had to be for me.”

She nced timidly at Yunice and added in a soft voice, “Yunice knew that, and that’s how she managed to frame me…”

“Oh?” Carl looked intrigued. “If she doesn’t live with the Saunders, then where bdoes /bshe liveb?/b”

Elsie looked at Owen, bunsure /bwhat Carl was getting at. Wasn’t he here to back us up? Why is he interrogating me instead?

Owen, frustrated, snapped, “That’s exactly what’s been bothering me! Ever since Dad passed, Yunice has been totally bout /bof control–balways /bout running around, never home. I’ve talked to her, yelled at her, but bnothing /bworks!”

He grumbled, “Mr. Carl, now that you’re back, byou /bhave to bhelp /bme keep her in line. Otherwiseb, /bI won’t even be bable /bto face my dad’s graveb!/b”

Yunice sneered. “Oh, band /bbyou /breally care so much about bDad/b, bhuh/b? bHow /bmany times a year do you even visit his grave?”

What does that bhave /bto do with this? Owen snapped. “Stop dragging bme /binto it!”

Elsie jumped in to smooth things over. “Yunice, don’t argue with Owen. He’s been supporting our whole family all by himself. He’s so busy he bcan’t /beven take care of himself. Saying that just hits