Thalassa was all at sea, she knew for sure that this emerald pendant wasnât the one she lost five years ago.
So, she was dead set that this emerald pendant was a fake.
It never crossed her mind that this emerald pendant could be a real emerald or that it could worth a small fortune, let alone that every gemstone came with its own paperwork.
Thalassa was at a loss for words, even if she felt wronged, she couldnât get her point across.
Seeing Thalassa speechless and unable to defend herself, the police were dead sure she swiped someone elseâs emerald pendant.
The value of this emerald pendant was enough to pin the crime on her, so the police locked her up.
When Isabella heard that Thalassa was in the clink, waiting for her trial, she was grinning like a Cheshire cat.
She was pretty sharp, coming up with this plan that killed two birds with one stone.
If Thalassa didnât sniff out the fake emerald pendant, she wouldâve tracked down Lysander with it, and he wouldâve thought her as a liar, tricking him. He wouldâve taken back the villa he gave to Thalassa in a fit of pique!
Even if Thalassa did smell a rat and figured out the emerald pendant was a fake, so what? It was still worth a pretty penny. With the pendantâs paperwork in her hands, all she had to do was to call the cops, claim Thalassa nicked her emerald pendant, let the police take her into custody, and let them do the dirty work! Prove that Thalassa had a criminal record and was a sticky-fingered thief.
Once this news reached Lysanderâs ears, he would dislike her even more.
Lysander, being a big shot, loathed this kind of thievery.
Since that Thalassa was in the police station, ready to face the trial, Isabella was as pleased as punch.
As long as Lysander got wind of this, he would be turned off by Thalassa, who would no longer have a shot at getting close to Lysander. Isabella remembered she had the number of Lysanderâs assistant, David, on her phone.
In the past, when Lysander wanted to dig up the dirt on the woman he met five years ago, Isabella, being a Hollowbrook resident and a relative of that woman, put herself forward, claiming she knew all the ins and outs about that woman. She originally wanted Lysanderâs number so she could keep in touch with him.
But Lysander, being high and mighty, didnât give her the time of day. So, she asked for Davidâs number So now she could give him a ring.
She cleared her throat, got her act together, and dialed David.
The phone was picked up after two rings.
âWhatâs up?â came Davidâs frosty voice from the other end.
Isabella cleared her throat, filled her voice with pleading and pathos, and said, âDavid, could you please tell Mr. Sinclair and ask him for a favor. My cousin Thalassa was busted for stealing in Hollowbrook and is now facing a trial. Mr. Sinclair is the only one who can bail her out now, for him itâs just a phone call, but for my cousin, itâs a world of trouble. Please, I beg you.â
Isabella put on a good show of being all heart, begging pitifully, and appearing genuinely sincere.
In fact, all she wanted to do was to let David in on the fact that Thalassa was caught red-handed, and have him pass the word to Lysander.
Lysander was now in Starhaven, he wouldnât bother to come all the way to find out the truth for a nobody like Thalassa, to see what she made off with She had put together a file on Thalassa before, which mentioned Thalassaâs sticky fingers, but no criminal record. Lysander had personally reviewed this file.
Her aim was to convince Lysander that Thalassa was exactly like how she was portrayed in the file, a bad egg!
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