The only way to stop her when she was doing a scam was to call out her true identity.
That was the way Reinhardt did it when he had found her out, she had been humbled pretty quick too, so he hoped for a similar effect too.
Azel didn't like scams, but he could understand.
The woman wasn't a thief out of greed — she came from a struggling family.
Their parents had left them when they were young, abandoning both sisters.
Now she lived with her younger sister, the same girl who had called them into this place just minutes ago.
They were doing what they had to do to survive.
"Ah." The woman took a deep breath.
Her face didn't show fear or guilt.
She looked calm, too calm too as though nothing had been revealed.
She was still going to hold onto her act to the very end.
"You dare accuse Madame Estesse of fraud?" she said, lifting her chin. "You can ask my customers. I don't scam."
Inside, however, her thoughts were anything but calm.
