Susan didn’t respond, her expression unreadable as she watched the woman appraise the ne.


    Gradually, the excitement on the woman’s face morphed into seriousness.


    Feeling sorry for Susan, Giana shook her head, certain that the woman had realized the ne was indeed a fake.


    “Miss, why did you Lie to me?” The woman’s sharp tone cut through the air, her eyes narrowing as she studied Giana with a mixture of disappointment and disbelief.


    “This ne is genuine.


    I’ve been a jewelry appraiser for years, and I can guarantee with absolute certainty that this is authentic.


    ”novelbin


    Giana’s smug smile faltered, then vanished altogether, leaving her with wide eyes filled with shock.


    She couldn’t believe what she was hearing.


    Ignoring the stunned expression on Giana’s face, the foreign woman turned her attention to Susan, her excitement returning.


    “So, are you willing to sell it to me?” she asked eagerly, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.


    Susan hesitated and then sent a message to Madisyn.


    It had been a gift from her, after all.


    A momentter, Madisyn replied, “I gave it to you, so it’s yours.


    You can do whatever you like with it.


    ”


    Susan was touched by the woman’s genuine concern for her ill friend.


    Since it was for a noble cause, she agreed to sell the ne, but only for its original price.


    The woman, however, insisted on paying double.


    “Thank you, my dear friend.


    Goodbye.


    ” The woman cheerfully bade Susan farewell, blowing a yful kiss to her before turning on her heel and striding away.


    As the scene yed out before her, Giana felt a wave of dizziness wash over her.


    The woman’s unwavering confidence in the ne’s authenticity was undeniable proof that it was, in fact, real.


    The ne Giana had coveted for so long had actually slipped through her fingers.


    Susan’s gaze was ice cold as it locked onto Giana, stripping thetter of her pride.


    Feeling utterly humiliated, Giana cleared her voice and struggled to speak.


    “Susan, aren’t Madisyn’s parents farmers? How could she afford a million-dor ne?”


    “Madisyn has always been honest with us,” Susan replied, her tone steady and unyielding.


    “She would never give us anything fake.


    But you, Giana, you’ve only ever looked at her with suspicion.


    ”


    Susan’s voice was firm, her gaze full of disappointment.


    “You’ve changed, Giana.


    I don’t like the new you.


    From now on, we’re no longer friends.


    ”


    After her words, Susan turned and walked away.


    Giana remained standing there, lost in her thoughts and weighed down by regret.


    She had just lost a million dors.


    The organizer of the reunion had reserved arge room.


    Many of their schoolmates had already arrived.


    Jenna and Gilbert were seated at the center, clearly the center of attention at that moment.


    They were surrounded by people showering them withpliments.


    Susan sat quietly in a corner.