"Ms. Miller, I-I … I-I thought … you …"

The person burst into tears.

Yvonne didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She reached out and patted the person's back. "You've already built a reputation as the great Ms. Princeton. Why do you still cry so easily?"

"I-I'm really …" Nicole sniffled her nose.

She slowly let go and looked at Yvonne with reddened eyes. "Where have you been for the past six months? They all said that you …"

There had been all sorts of rumors during the last half a year that Yvonne had been missing.

Some said that Yvonne had died in the fire. Some said that Yvonne had killed herself, unable to accept her burn scars. Some said that Stephen had dumped her after seeing how bad she looked.

Initially, Nicole hadn't believed those rumors, but she hadn't been able to get in touch with Yvonne. Soon, she had started to get dejected.

A month ago, she had received a mysterious phone call asking if she was interested in helping to organize a huge jewelry exhibition.

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