At that, everyone’s gazes fell on the female care worker.

Yvonne’s heart thumped, remembering the scene where she had stolen the jewelry box and wallet before running down the stairs.

She had coincidentally stumbled upon Old Master Whitman who was being pushed out from the guest room on the first floor. They had locked eyes when they saw each other.

She had been too frantic that very moment to realize that there was a care worker behind Old Master Whitman.

Thinking that she had been seen,