One of the other staff members, who had served Chineye before, stumbled back slightly.
"No way."
Even the guards, who had been treating her with polite professionalism, suddenly looked different.
Accusatory.
Disappointed.
Chineye's breath caught in her throat.
This wasn't happening.
It wasn't happening.
More and more people raised their phones, their screens flashing as they recorded the scene.
This was exclusive news.
If it had just been any random girl, it might have caused a small wave online, but this?
This was Lady Chineye.
The Duke of Tinrin's daughter.
The scandal alone was enough to explode on social media.
People whispered amongst themselves, their voices hushed but urgent.
"Is this really happening?"
"Did she actually steal?"
"No way, right? She's rich! Why would she even need to?"
But others weren't so convinced.
"Rich people can be the most entitled. Maybe she thought she wouldn't get caught."
"She looks shocked, though… Maybe someone framed her?"
