"Do you know someone named Lin Baizhong?"
Lin Caisang didn't bother with their words and directly asked.
Upon hearing the name "Lin Baizhong," both maids were momentarily stunned, but soon pretended to be ignorant and shook their heads.
"What Lin Baizhong, we don't know anything."
One maid shook her head, denying she had ever seen any Lin Baizhong.
"Lin Baizhong, what is that, a person's name? We haven't heard of it, never have."
The other maid also shook her head, yet her words seemed somewhat conspicuously evasive.
"You haven't heard of it? Alright then."
Lin Caisang's lips curled slightly as she fetched a box from her small shoulder bag and extended it towards both women.
"Do you know what this is? You should have seen it before at your young mistress's place, right?"
Seeing that small box, fear instantly appeared in the eyes of both.
How could they not have seen this box before? Wasn't it with this very box that this woman had deceived their young mistress?