Felix was taken aback when he followed Hank's gaze. Angela looked too familiar to him. However, he couldn't remember who she was or why she was here.
After all, he was obsessed with the feeling of being in control of Emerelda Jewelries. He had lost all common sense long ago.
"I'm Angela," she reminded him with a smile. "So you were behind the theft of our company's antiques?"
Felix was furious, but he laughed and replied, "Who let her in? How dare she spout nonsense here? The company is mine, and so is everything inside it! What does any of this have to do with you?"
Still, the name "Angela" felt oddly familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.
"How ridiculous! Do you even hear yourself? 80% of the company shares belong to me, yet you dare to claim it for yourself? Aren't you ashamed of yourself?" Angela sneered.
Suddenly, as though struck by a realization, she exclaimed, "Oh my! Wait, are you Uncle Felix? No, there's no way. Uncle Felix wouldn't commit inventory theft out of nowhere."
"You… You're Angela Graham? Dexter's wife?" Felix stared in disbelief. He had finally come to his senses after her reminder.
"You really are Uncle Felix! What a misunderstanding!" Angela gasped, feigning surprise. "But there's no way you would take all of these away for yourself, let alone in broad daylight. It would be bad if the other employees saw this."
"Let's go back. We'll talk about this later!" Felix said begrudgingly, his face pale with embarrassment.
Angela had no choice but to follow them back to the office after expressing her apologies to the police officers.
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