Chapter 500 Don't Judge a Book By Its Cover

"I really don't know how the envelope was opened. Maybe the thief thought that there was money in it. Madam, you have to believe me. I know that you've never liked me, but it's too cruel to chase me away like this," Auntie Wood cried.

Stella Grace knew her too well. She was just crying and complaining to act like she was innocent.

"Did you really not open the envelope?" Stella asked.

"I really didn't. Madam, you have told me not to open the envelope, so why would I open it then? I dare not disobey your orders," Auntie Wood replied aggrievedly.

"I see," Stella hung up the phone.

She then called Elvis Zachary.

Elvis had just gotten off the helicopter.

"Madam, I've just gotten off the helicopter. I'm about to head home now. What's wrong?" Elvis asked.

"Do you remember when I asked Auntie Wood to get the documents for me? The documents were opened. She claimed that she didn't know how it was opened when she was on the bus. I think that she is