Mrs. Jeans looked at Cressida Jones suspiciously after hearing this.
The incident tonight was too significant,
and definitely needed thorough investigation.
Using this video to force a power play, Marigold Jones was essentially sacrificing her entire self, too great a sacrifice.
There was something peculiar about the whole matter.
Just over ten minutes later, someone knocked on the VIP room's door; it was the boutique's manager. Marigold Jones felt smug, whereas Cressida Jones silently clenched her heart.
"Did you bring the surveillance footage?" Beckett Jeans asked impatiently.
"Yes."
The manager said, handing over the USB drive to Beckett Jeans.
He immediately had someone find a computer and only copied the video of Cressida Jones trying on dresses, so it was easy to search.
Marigold Jones, feeling triumphant, sidled up to Cressida Jones and whispered, "Sister..."
"Tonight's score, we'll settle it slowly!"