Immediately without wasting any time, Phoebe texted David, further sending him the location of the Muni beauty bar where Ophelia was last seen.
"Why is she there again? She cannot even afford the services of that place!" Jennie let out a measured but cold, mocking snort.
Grandma Mayfair made a sound disapproving her daughter in-law's words. "I would not be too quick assume so. Judging from these clothes that she is wearing and the jewelry around her neck that costs a fortune, Ophelia can clearly afford the services of that high end beauty bar." She said after scrutinizing the pictures.
Zooming the picture, Jennie's breath hitched in her throat. "My God mother you are right, these clothes are limited edition and those stones around her neck, they must cost a fortune, six zeroes at least...." The words trailed off as she stiffened, a startled gasp tearing from her.
