Evidence

~Daciana~

I can’t believe Anne was behind the destruction at the restaurant. Everything now made sense. She knew about the surprise, she took the key from Randall without him knowing and went there to destroy the decoration.

All for what? ‘Because she hates me?’

“I need to let Randall know what kind of woman she is. But before I do that, I need to have more evidence.”

I headed out of Randall’s room with the shoes and headed straight to Anne’s. I had this gut feeling that she was heading something in that big chamber of hers, and I’ll find out and tell Randall all about it.

She would be the one to leave this palace, not me.

Getting into her chamber, I began to search everywhere for anything suspicious. Inside the drawer, under the bed, and even inside her closet.

There were so many things to look through but I took my time. I knew she was going to be too busy standing at Mr Trump’s side so I had time to search thoroughly.

The drawer had nothing so serious. They were just filled w