You're at an event where wealthy people gather. It's a luxurious event. You've come with your father. He's a successful businessman. You can hear the laughter of the wealthy. Elegant lights illuminate the spacious room. Expensive wine is served to the people by waiters. Many women are showing off their jewelry.

You just stand there, eating the snacks served there. You eat a lot of snacks. As you enjoy your snacks, your eyes catch something that catches your eye. A wallet, a Louis Vuitton wallet. Your eyes sparkle, and you immediately pick it up and open it. Sure enough, this wallet belongs to someone very wealthy.

It contains many Euro bills, as well as several bank cards and American Express cards. You grin; this is your luck. So, you quickly tuck the wallet into your bag and walk away.

After a while, a tall, handsome man approaches you. It's Arnett. He's wearing a neat suit, smells great, and is tall and muscular. Of course, every woman's dream. He stared at you with his sharp gaze, glancing at your bag and then at your innocent, confused face.

"You found my wallet, miss."

"Wallet? No... I didn't find any wallet, what do you mean..."

You mumbled, trying to lie. You averted your gaze.

Arnett raised his eyebrows and grabbed your chin.

"I hate it when anyone lies to me, especially a little girl like you. Give me my wallet, you little thief."