Funinna, please let me steal your heart!

"It's been a long time! Navia, you're starting to look more and more like your mother."

Marcel, the current president of the Cabrière Chamber of Commerce, smiled gently. As he aged, his legs seemed to be getting weaker, and he moved a little slowly.

Opposite him stood Navia Casapa, the current president of the Rose Society.

Her smooth, golden hair was curled and looked carefully styled.

With her clear and bright blue eyes, and dressed in a stylish yet glamorous gown, she attracts attention wherever she goes, just like a dazzling sun.

If Fontaine were to choose the most ideal lady, she would be the one.

Navia laughed and said, "Long time no see. It's a bit strange to say that, but it hasn't been that long."

"Haha, maybe I'm confused... How is the Rose now?"

Navia shook her head slightly.

“Is that so? No wonder.” Marcellus sighed and nodded.

"Ever since your father, Mr. Carles, was accused of murder, the reputation of the Rose Society has been irreparably damaged..."

Navia interrupted, "There'll always be a way, and besides, I'm not here to catch up with you today, Uncle."

Marcellus smiled and said, "I know, I know, you're here for the exhibition, aren't you?"

"Yes, since you invited me, Uncle, I'll certainly do you the honor. But with so many people tomorrow, it will be difficult to properly appreciate these works."

“After all, it contains the most eye-catching ‘tears of a young girl’ right now!” Navia said.

Marcel was about to respond when he caught a glimpse of someone rushing over and stopped talking.

"President! Something terrible has happened!"

"What's wrong? You seem so restless..."

"Look at this!"

Marcel took a card and looked at it closely.

Navia, who was standing nearby, also approached to look and murmured, "'The Cabrière Merchant Guild, I will accept your beautiful gem—the Maiden's Tear.'"

"The Phantom Thief White Cat...the Phantom Thief!?"

3: Show time

Phantom thief.

Anyone from Fontainebleau would be familiar with this word.

Because it is not only a frequent character in dramas and novels, but it has also appeared in real life.

More than a decade ago, a thief who called himself "Mink" ran rampant in Fontainebleau.

Regardless of age, gender, or social status, from the smallest pearl to a child's birthday gift or toy, once this phantom thief has his eye on you, you can expect to have everything stolen.

“But Phantom Thief Mink should be dead,” Navia said.

That's right, Phantom Thief Mink is dead.

According to the police report, the real identity of the Phantom Thief Mink is a magician named Cesar.

Although Navia always felt that something was amiss, this was already the settled "truth".

Marcellus narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone calm: "Perhaps it's some kind of prank."

He tore the notice in half.

"Our chamber of commerce enjoys a good reputation in the industry, and our performance has been improving year after year. It's not surprising that it attracts jealousy from our 'competitors.' What 'phantom thief'? They're clearly just trying to scare us!"

Business warfare is often unpretentious and straightforward.

Stab someone in the back, poison someone else, spread rumors and wage a media war... As a seasoned businessman, Marcel doesn't care about any of this.

"So, does that mean the exhibition will continue?" Navia asked to confirm.

"Of course we have to continue. Stopping abruptly would only lead to unpredictable losses. Several important figures are coming tomorrow."

Navia rubbed her lips and pondered for a moment.

Phantom Thief Mink is dead.

But what if a new phantom thief appears...?

"Uncle Marcellus, let our Rose Society help you!"

Marcellus shook her head and said, "That's not good... It's just a prank at best, no need for you to worry about it, Navia."

“I don’t think this is a prank.”

"Why do you say that?"

Navia straightened her chest: "Intuition!"

It sounds absurd, but her intuition is always right.

This is a fact known to all members and allies of the Rose Society.

Upon hearing her words, Marcel's expression shifted between light and shadow, as if he were deep in thought. In the end, he sighed and nodded.

"Okay, I'll bother you then."

Navia smiled brightly: "What's the trouble? Since they are friends of the Rose Society, of course I have to lend a helping hand!"

But who exactly is this phantom thief, White Cat?

She crouched down and picked up the torn notice. She wasn't a detective and couldn't glean anything from the beautiful handwriting.

However, this phantom thief, the white cat, seems to be female...

"President, should we report this to the police?" an employee of the chamber of commerce asked anxiously.

"How could we possibly report it? If the garrison comes, wouldn't that be tantamount to admitting that we're under threat? It'll definitely leak out."

Navia put away the notice, stood up, and patted her skirt.

“I think it would be good to inform the security forces as well!” She nodded.

"I think the Rose Society is enough."

Navia smiled and said, "It's hard to say, but of course I believe in everyone's abilities!"

"But she's got her eye on this exhibition. Either she's reckless or she's come prepared. If we're not careful, she might turn the tables on us, and then we won't be laughing anymore."

And we don't even know what methods she will use.

With so many visitors to the art exhibition, it would be difficult to catch her without the help of the security team if she managed to infiltrate or take hostages.

"Moreover, if unforeseen circumstances arise, the Chamber of Commerce's reputation will be affected. Doesn't Uncle Marcellus always say that trust is the foundation of making money?"

Marcel scratched his head: "Sigh, you're getting better and better at talking, kid. Alright, alright, Uncle will listen to you..."

Navia snapped her fingers: "That's how it should be! Silver, Myles."

Two servants who were waiting nearby walked over.

One was a bit older, while the other wore sunglasses and looked younger.

The older one is Miles.

"Does the young lady want to bring people over?" Miles asked.

"Yes, 20 people are enough."

Silver nodded and said, "I'll go right away."

Silver left in a hurry, and Marcell also said goodbye temporarily, saying that he needed to report the case in person. Navia, who remained behind, crossed her arms and seemed to be deep in thought.

"What is the young lady thinking about?" Miles asked curiously.

"Oh no, I was just wondering how she would steal the tears of a young girl."

Miles suddenly realized.

He held up one finger: "Generally speaking, they would blend in with the guests and wait for their chance to strike;"

He then held up another finger: "Or she might impersonate a member of the Chamber of Commerce and secretly switch places..."

"These are all very common tactics," Navia commented.

"Because this method has the highest success rate, while the least likely method is to appear in full view of everyone and then take it by force."

People from the Rose Society were present.

There's also a security force present.

No normal person would choose to confront someone head-on.

Is that really the case?

Navia frowned slightly; her intuition told her that things were probably not as simple as she had imagined.

The next night.

"Welcome to the art fair founded by the Gabriel Chamber of Commerce!"

"Countless treasures have gathered here at this moment thanks to the funding of President Marcel. Everyone is welcome to appreciate them and immerse themselves in the world of art."

"And in thirty minutes, the 'beauty' you've all been eagerly awaiting will make her appearance. Please look forward to it!"

As the host's voice faded, the art exhibition officially began.

It was called an exhibition, but it was more like a social event like a banquet, except there were no drinks or food.

Everyone was dressed in finery and moved with elegance, laughing to the romantic melodies performed by a renowned band.

Navia looked around and whispered, "There are so many guards."

Silver pushed up his sunglasses and said in a low voice, "I heard that when the Phantom Thief Mink was committing his crimes, the security team failed to catch him for a long time, which allowed some 'newspapers' to get away with it."

"is it?"

Myles continued, "Well, as far as I remember... although public opinion was suppressed at the time, it still caused the Court of Justice to lose face, so it's not surprising that the security team is paying attention to this 'Phantom Thief White Cat' this time."

"So it's a revenge war," Navia suddenly realized.