Mum, you always tell me to wear it and not take it off, but you never told me where you picked up this shabby necklace. I don't even know how to explain it to them."
"They're just some immature kids. Why bother explaining to them, you..."
Fristy suddenly paused while she was talking, and after a brief silence, she looked at Gamma Young thoughtfully, "Gamma, come here, tell Mum, who said that your necklace is for girls?"
Gamma, after all, was young, and a bit of surprise showed on his face—the thief was right, Mum might ask him who said it.
Gamma replied as Dylan Young had instructed him before, "It was... Amelia Morton from our school, you know. She's always flaunting her pink diamond around her neck..."
A hint of suspicion flashed in Fristy's heart. She had clearly seen the surprise on Gamma's face just now; Gamma was hiding something from her.
Concerning this necklace, Fristy couldn't help but become vigilant.
