Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 179:

People automatically made way for Connor as he walked with an elegant poise. When he arrived at the center of the crowd, he surveyed the scene and declared, “The Daniels family spares no expense for quality. A lady from our family would never be caught in a replica. Yet here we stand, with two Purple Angels before us. One must surely be a counterfeit, and someone has fallen victim to fraud. We need to get to the bottom of this.” His words resonated, and nods of agreement followed

“Mr. Daniels has a point. This situation demands investigation.”

“We should certainly penalize the merchants who deceive their patrons.”

With a wink to Domenic, Connor prompted him to make a phone call. Shortly after, Domenic reported back, “Mr. Daniels, I’ve reached out to the president of Sarth Group in Blebert. He’s agreed to come here personally and examine the dresses.”

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announcement sent a ripple of shock through the onlookers. The fact that the president himself was coming to address the issue underscored Connor’s substantial influence. A silent, anticipatory hush fell over

branch in Blebert. Instead of sending a specialist to verify the authenticity of the dresses, the president of the branch decided to make the

waited in patient silence. Melinda felt uneasy because Marissa appeared calm, fearing she might lose. Lorna noticed her anxiety and offered words of comfort. “Melinda, don’t worry. Derek personally bought that dress and paid

fear of poverty and a strong inclination to value money over family. His parents had given him thirty million dollars to purchase a dress for Melinda, but Marissa suspected he had pocketed two-thirds

a lifeline. “Mr. Hanson, please verify that the Purple Angel I am wearing is authentic. Please,

sharp black suit, looked both spirited and professional. His expression was solemn when he entered the hall, but when he saw Marissa, confusion crossed his face. He was puzzled at

Virgil debated whether to greet his boss, she subtly shook her head. He quickly understood her signal, holding back the words that almost escaped him. After

Melinda’s voice echoed her

equally stunned. “Mr. Hanson, we paid Sarth Group thirty million dollars for this dress. How

Daniels, Sarth Group has never sold a dress