During this time, Rona Muir was busy at the company—learning how to run things, how to manage operations, and how to handle affairs. But just as she was getting the hang of it, something happened: someone’s lipstick and money went missing from the dorm, and the suspicion instantly fell on her.
She’d also picked up some legal knowledge recently, just in case she needed to defend herself. After all, with the stolen lipstick and cash, everyone was whispering and looking her way.
As someone running a business, you have to be versatile—able to handle all sorts of situations. But now, Rona couldn’t help but suspect that someone was trying to set her up for the theft, and the tension in the dorm was palpable.
Honestly, these little tricks from the other side—trying to accuse her—were nothing compared to the seasoned veterans in the company. Still, being accused out of nowhere stung.
No matter how clever these girls thought they were, they were just freshmen—barely out of high school, only starting to learn the ways of the world. Rona wondered, how could they pull off such a scheme? But the missing money made her realize someone was desperate enough to try.
So Rona Muir decided to play along, acting as if she didn’t notice anything, hoping the real culprit would slip up and expose themselves. She felt her heart pounding—if she didn’t handle this well, she’d be the one everyone blamed for the stolen money.
Rona Muir was sure this wouldn’t be the last time someone tried to frame her. She quietly asked the dorm supervisor if the police could check for fingerprints and investigate, determined to clear her name.
She knew that once the culprit got away with it a few times, they'd drop their guard. That was the moment to strike—catch them off guard and make them pay. Bang—her heart raced at the thought, the tension thick in the air.
Meanwhile, Sean Kerr had already gone to the Mu Family with gifts to apologize in person. As he stepped inside, a cup slipped from someone’s hand and clattered onto the floor, the sound echoing through the room.
With Sean Kerr's endorsement, Edward Mu didn't say much.
He'd seen his daughter's performance at school with his own eyes.
Day by day, she was becoming more mature and steady. Whether it was her academics or her internship at the company, Edward Mu was immensely proud.
If no one is jealous of you, you'll never be truly talented.
The fact that Rona Muir had already drawn so much attention and suspicion as a freshman just proved how outstanding she was—there was no hiding it.
Edward Mu had full confidence in his daughter. Since Sean Kerr promised to handle the issue perfectly, he decided not to interfere and pretended not to know anything.
Rona Muir returned to the dorm, opened her cabinet, and was about to pick out some skincare products when her eyes landed on the spot where she used to keep her eye cream. She stared for a long time, then smiled softly.
Looks like the other side was even more impatient than she thought—they'd already started messing with her stuff.
Fine, then she wouldn't hold back either.
Rona Muir pretended not to notice anything, closed the cabinet, grabbed her bag, and headed out.
"Rona, where are you going?" Julia Zhou walked in carrying a basin and couldn't help but ask.
"I'm out of eye cream, so I'm heading to the mall to buy a new set. Do you guys need anything? I can pick it up for you." Rona Muir replied cheerfully.
"Rona, grab me an Estée Lauder Advanced Night Repair." Fiona Liu called out from her bed, "I'll pay you back later!"
"No problem." Rona Muir smiled and nodded. "Alright, I'm heading out."
"Hey, can you get me a Shiseido hand cream too? I feel like I'm going through mine super fast lately." Julia Zhou didn't stand on ceremony—she pulled out her wallet, handed Rona two bills, and said, "You can cover the change for me. I'll buy you milk tea when I go out later."
"Sure thing." Rona Muir wasn't the type to nitpick—between friends, who keeps track of every penny?
Susan Sun sat at her desk, biting her lip, her mind a mess.
Jealousy was driving her crazy.
She was the only one in the dorm too poor to buy even a bottle of face cream, still using cheap Yumeijing.
They're all girls, all supposed to be privileged, so why did she have to suffer more than them?
She was absolutely determined to expose Rona Muir's true colors!
She would never let that fox win in the end!
Once everyone else left the dorm, Susan Sun carefully took out the stolen eye cream and applied it to her face, bit by bit, in front of the mirror.
Looking at herself in the mirror from every angle, she felt like she was becoming dazzling and beautiful—maybe even prettier than Rona Muir.
Just one jar of eye cream obviously wasn't enough.
If only she could get a little more, that would be perfect.
Almost on impulse, Susan Sun found herself at Rona Muir's bed again, reaching under it.
The cabinet key was still there!
Susan Sun couldn't resist the temptation and opened Rona Muir's cabinet again. In her panic, she couldn't tell what was inside and just grabbed a jar of Helena Rubinstein Black Bandage Cream.
The second time she stole, Susan Sun wasn't nearly as nervous as the first.
She carefully applied the cream to her skin, feeling for the first time the luxury of a top-tier product.
The moment she felt her skin nourished and repaired, she couldn't stop herself from reaching for luxury products again.
Half a month flew by.
Rona Muir noticed more and more things being stolen from her cabinet, and finally, she smiled.
It was time for the next step.
Without a word, Rona Muir changed the cabinet lock and swapped all the cosmetics inside for counterfeit products. She wanted to see just how far this little thief would go.
Another half month passed.
One morning, while everyone was still sleeping, a scream echoed through the dorm: "Ah! My face!"
Rona Muir and the others woke up, looking toward Susan Sun, who had screamed. Her face was covered in dense red bumps—anyone with trypophobia would get chills just seeing it!
Julia Zhou, who was closest to Susan Sun, shouted, "Whoa! Susan, what are you screaming for? What happened to your face? Jeez, are you trying to scare us to death? Are you starring in a horror movie now or something?"
Even Julia Zhou, who was usually calm, couldn't help but snap back—she was genuinely startled.
Fiona Liu stared at Susan Sun's face for a long time, then suddenly grinned, "Well, isn't this the Susan Sun who always claimed she never needed skincare? What happened? Why does your face look like that?"
Susan Sun jumped up, her first instinct was to confront Rona Muir.
If it weren't for her cosmetics, how else would her face end up like this?
But just as she was about to speak, she swallowed the words back down.
She couldn't question Rona Muir at all!
At that moment, Rona Muir pretended to wake up, rubbing her eyes, "Sigh, so many people have bad skin lately. I should go buy some medicated cosmetics and take care of my skin. Can't let it get ruined too."
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Fiona Liu casually said, "Yeah, prevention is better than cure. If you buy some, grab a set for me too."
"OjBk." Rona Muir made a hand gesture.
Julia Zhou touched her own face and said, "I'll pass. I just won't wear makeup for a while."
Susan Sun wanted to ask Rona Muir to buy her some medicated cosmetics too, but she just couldn't bring herself to say it. So she made up her mind to break into Rona's cabinet again when no one was around.
That's right.
After Rona Muir changed the lock, Susan Sun found she couldn't open the cabinet anymore. So, crazed as she was, she got a screwdriver and took off the hinge, stealing even more stuff from inside.
Rona Muir was amazed.
Susan Sun was risking her life just to steal skincare products!
But it was time for this farce to end.
Sean Kerr had already investigated everything—the computer that posted the thread and the surveillance footage could prove it any time.
But Rona Muir decided to wait a bit longer.
If she was going to play, she was going to play big.
Since the other side is so determined to bring about their own downfall, how could I not help them along? After all, we were classmates once.
So on the third day, Rona Muir suddenly called in the dorm manager and campus security, and even reported to the police, claiming she’d lost fifty thousand yuan.
Fifty thousand yuan was no small amount in those days.
At that time, the average annual income was only about twenty thousand yuan, and disposable income per person was less than five thousand. Fifty thousand yuan was nearly three times a family’s yearly earnings.
That much money could cover their entire college education.
Because the theft involved such a large sum, as soon as Rona reported it, the police arrived and began investigating with campus security.
“Why would you keep so much money in your locker?” the head of security asked Rona.
Rona deliberately put on a regretful expression and replied, “This is company money from my internship. I was supposed to deliver it to my supervisor tonight, so I brought it back to campus and planned to drop it off after class. Who would’ve thought, after just two hours, it disappeared! Officer, you must help me recover it—this money is for paying dozens of employees! They’re just ordinary folks counting on it to make ends meet!”
The police officer immediately grew serious. “Do you have any suspects?”
At that question, Sun Yan’s ears perked up, and she suddenly felt a wave of panic.
When she pried open the locker today, she hadn’t found any fifty thousand yuan!
She’d only snatched an Armani lipstick—not any cash!
Could it be that someone else had come in and stolen something?
Or maybe Rona never lost the money at all—was she framing someone?
Fifty thousand yuan!
That’s a fortune!
While Sun Yan was lost in her thoughts, Rona suddenly spoke up: “Well, I’m not sure. Oh, wait—I just remembered something. Lately, my cosmetics keep mysteriously disappearing. At first, I thought I’d misplaced them, so I bought replacements. But then I noticed that every few days, something else would go missing. Officer, could you dust my locker for fingerprints? If there are prints besides mine, wouldn’t that mean the thief left them?”
“Of course. I’ll have someone collect evidence right away,” the officer replied with a nod.
Clang—
Sun Yan’s cup slipped from her hand and hit the floor with a sharp crash.
Zhou Xiaoli jumped in surprise. “Sun Yan, what’s wrong? You look pale!”
Sun Yan’s face turned ghostly white.
But the red spots on her skin were multiplying by the minute.
After stealing the so-called medicated cosmetics Rona bought, her skin hadn’t improved at all. In fact, it had gotten worse—now it was festering and oozing.
But right now, her face was the least of her worries.
She was only concerned about one thing.
If the police searched the dorm, would they find the stolen cosmetics she’d hidden?