(Triggered Warning! This chapter contains some words that might trigger hatred and bad impressions in some people from the African continent. Rest assured, I take full responsibility and have only portrayed some characters or individuals' greedy attitudes but not to the extent of humiliating one race. Any similarity to the real-life events is unintentional, and this chapter is only a product of my wild imagination, fictitious, and means no harm to anybody.)
Irish scratched her hair and remembered that the diamond had been in her pocket, so it must have been stolen by someone there. Thinking of this, she stood up abruptly but stepped on someone standing behind her. "Ouch!" A loud scream sounded.
She turned back and found it was Belle's distorted face.
Irish hastily removed her foot. Belle was like a savior in front of her, so she grabbed her and said, "My diamond has gone missing. Help me find who took it!"
