Sliva said, “Because of this, anyone who manages to buy a piece for themselves would never consider


    reselling it. I’m sure you must’ve felt you were being lied to when told this was a genuine product.


    “I’m also certain Ms. Alexa wouldn’t sell any of her creations to you even if you gave her all the money


    in


    the world.”


    Sliva’s gaze showed a dark, cunning air before she added, “You are far from qualified to be able to


    obtain


    one, in any respect.”


    “You… You!” Sophia cried, eyes bugging out from her face, but she couldn’t find the words.


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    The guests were on Sliva’s side on this one.


    Sophia had caused trouble countless times by now, her reputation in Sna City on a needle’s edge. If


    it


    weren’t for her husband, Javier Beckett, she wouldn’t have been able to stick around any longer.


    It was all the more infuriating that someone who was debased and shameless as Sophia was calling for


    justice to be done.


    “Besides,” Sliva said, turning to Betty, “Can you confidently say you had no clue that this product was a


    counterfeit, Ms. Betty?”


    Betty tried her best to stand up for herself. “O-Of course I can! I have no reason to buy a fake! I have


    the


    money!”


    “I doubt it,” Alyssa snorted.


    The crowd was stunned. What did Alyssa mean by this?


    Jasper nced at her as well. The sheer brightness of her smile ignited a fiery sensation in his heart.


    So, she had set up this entire chess game from the start.


    “What do you mean by that? Are you going to use my daughter again?” Sophia cried, hugging her


    daughter and quivering as if they were the victims.


    Sliva ignored her and said to Betty, “I’m sure you still recall who you sought out to make this fake.”


    There was no way Betty was going to respond to her. She’d be digging her own grave otherwise.


    “No? Well, let me refresh your memory then.”


    The big screen onstage suddenly disyed a live video feed of a foreign man.


    “Good evening. Tyson.” Sliva grinned at him.


    “Hi, Sliva. And… Madam.” Tyler waved bashfully.


    “Your work is as impressive as ever,” Alyssa praised, not the least bit upset at him. “I knew this


    ne.


    was your creation the instant I saw it.”


    Betty’s vision swam. If it weren’t for her mother clutching her, she would have buckled onto the floor by


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    Tyson sighed, looking guilty. He then held out an invoice against the camera for all to see.


    “I wasmissioned to counterfeit Madam Alexa’s creation, Lacrima Dei. You’ll be able to see who


    All cameras zoomed into the screen, getting all the footage they could. At the bottom corner of the


    invoice, two words were written clear as day: Betty Beckett.


    Sophia flinched, hurriedly asking Betty, “What is this? Why is your name written there? Didn’t you say


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    was the one whomissioned him?”


    Betty nearly burst into tears. “She-She s-set me up, Mom!”