Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 181:

As soon as Melinda finished speaking, Ayla chimed in enthusiastically, “Exactly. Tiffany’s dress has to be counterfeit too. There’s no way she can afford Sara’s design! Miss Warren was duped into wearing fake attire by mistake. She, on the other hand, wears a fake deliberately to appear wealthy!”

Everyone agreed with Ayla. Tiffany had cultivated a reputation for being clueless, leading everyone to doubt her ability to possess such luxurious attire. Thus, fueled by the assertions from Melinda and Ayla, the group regarded Marissa with disdain

Ignoring their judgmental glances, Marissa gave Virgil an indifferent look. Understanding his boss’s silent command, Virgil spoke up with authority. “This lady is wearing the authentic Purple Angel gown, valued at thirty million and crafted by Sara, the leading designer at our Sarth Group.”

A wave of shock swept through the crowd

“Oh my goodness! It really is the Purple Angel. It’s no wonder this dress caught my eye immediately.”

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million dollars? How on earth did Tiffany acquire

utterly flabbergasted. It was beyond their comprehension that Tiffany, typically clad in shabby garments, would one day wear a

recalled the conversation between Leila and Rachel about Marissa and Connor’s agreement to enter into a sham marriage. Why would Connor buy such an expensive dress for his fake wife? It certainly wasn’t Connor who bought the dress! If not Connor, then who? Was there another benefactor behind Marissa? But how could an unassuming

clenched tight enough to bury her nails in her flesh, confronted Virgil. “Mr. Hanson, are you merely trying to avoid offending

you must not question the integrity of the Sarth Group. Since you have doubts, I will

then turned respectfully towards Marissa. “Ma’am, every dress from the Sarth Group comes with a small bag containing a fabric sample

the tag. She confidently pulled off the tag and displayed the bag with the fabric sample. Virgil

To demonstrate the authenticity of this gown, I will perform an on-the-spot test. The way to verify real silk is by burning it. Genuine silk smells like burning feathers when ignited and turns

the fabric sample ablaze. True to his words, as the fabric burned, white smoke gracefully ascended in spirals, resembling

silks being burned, but never have

taffeta is regarded as the finest. It possesses a unique