"..." The triumphant look on Renee Sinclair's face instantly collapsed. She didn't answer the question for a long moment.
Sonia Quincy gave a slight smile and called out to her meaningfully, "Miss Sinclair?"
Renee Sinclair lifted her chin proudly, her gaze turning contemptuous. "Sonia Quincy, this is my private business. I'm under no obligation to tell you."
"This is also my private business, and it's not for Miss Sinclair to interfere." Felix Preston gripped Sonia Quincy's shoulder, pulling her into his embrace. He then turned to glare at Renee Sinclair, his expression displeased. "Thank you for your kindness, Miss Sinclair, but we've already reported this to the police. They will help us resolve it."
Miss Sinclair...
