“Anyone who owns a piece of Alexa’s designs would cherish it forever due to its rarity. No one will give


    it up voluntarily unless they are in dire financial straits. You should keep in mind that you could be


    duped when making a purchase. Furthermore, Alexa would not sell it to you even if you had the means


    to buy it.” A trace of mockery appeared in Sliva’s eyes. “No matter how I look at it, you are far from


    qualified.”


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    “You… You!” Shannon choked with anger, fuming.


    When the spectators heard this, they quietly cheered. Shannon had caused trouble in Savrow on


    several asions, and her reputation was about toe crashing down. She would never have been


    able to make it in Savrow without her title as Mrs. Salvador.


    An advocate for justice ought to step up and correct this self- obsessed person!


    “Moreover, Ms. Salvador,” Sliva interrupted, abruptly shifting the conversation to Bethany. “Were you


    really kept in the dark about the purchase of fake goods from someone else? Are you genuinely


    unaware?”


    Bethany found it difficult to remain calm. She braced herself and replied, “Of course! Why on earth


    would I ever buy a fake? I can afford it without any issue!”


    “Hmmm, I am not sure about that.”


    The crowd buzzed in confusion. Could there be some hidden mystery in these words?,


    With bewilderment, Justin’s brows knitted, and he looked at Be. She had stayed quiet by his side the


    entire time.


    Be looked up at him then, her lips forming a seductive smile. Her every facial expression seemed to


    pierce his heart like a sharp arrow.


    It turned out that she was inplete control of everything.


    The mastermind behind the whole incident was Be, who had always watched from the sidelines.


    “What do you mean when you say that? Are you trying to use my daughter as well?!” Shannon


    hugged Bethany close, assuming the vulnerable stance of a victim.


    Sliva dismissed Shannon’s antics, turning her attention solely to


    Bethany. “Ms. Salvador, do you remember who youmissioned to replicate this ne for you?


    You should have some recollection, right?”


    How could Bethany respond? It seemed like she would only be digging her own grave, no matter what


    she said.


    “You can’t remember? Then let me refresh your memory.” After saying those words, a man appeared


    out of nowhere on the stage’s big screen!


    “Hello, Tyler.” Sliva greeted the person on the screen with a smile in French.


    “Hello, Sliva. Hello, Master.” Tyler looked towards Be, scratching his head shyly.


    “You still have outstanding craftsmanship.” Be had no bitterness toward him. “I knew this ne


    was your handiwork from the moment it appeared before my eyes,” she said with a subtle smile.


    For an instant, Bethany’s vision became blurry. Had Shannon not been there to support her, she could


    have copsed.


    With a guilty sigh, Tyler held up a transaction receipt for the camera to see.


    “I was paid to forge a piece designed by my master, Alexa. Please take a close look. The person who


    asked me to duplicate the ne will be identifiable by the signature on it.”


    The journalists trained their cameras on therge screen as the crowd surged forward.


    They zoomed in again and again.


    At the bottom, there was a neat signature that formed two distinct words: Bethany Salvador!


    “What is going on?!?” Shannon whispered to Bethany as her eyes narrowed. “You said Zoe had it


    made, didn’t you? Why is your name on the receipt?!”


    “Mom, I was tricked by that cunning girl, Zoe!” Bethany sobbed, tears welling up in her eyes.