A solution

Sean brow narrowed as he stared at her. “Did you check who could have done it?”

Camille touched her forehead with her palm, closing her eyes, “The traces were cleared off.”

Sean sat in front of her on the couch. While the kids went around the house having fun and admiring the beautiful designs of the house.

“That’s odd.” Sean muttered. “Have you thought of who could have done it? Perhaps a mistake from your employees?”

Camille shook her head, “It can’t be from my employees, It’s only Tiffany and me that has access to the room the designs were kept, and I’m sure it’s definitely not from her.”

“I’ll have someone check your office. They should find a clue.”

“I’m not bothered about who did it, the event bothers me, I won’t have anything to present and that’s the end.” She felt a pang of pain in her heart as she said. “I let everyone down,” She said at the verge of tears.

Sean stood walking over to her, he embraced her. “Instead of feeling guilty or discourage, let’s find a solution-“

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