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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dollars? How on earth did Tiffany acquire

It was beyond their comprehension that Tiffany, typically clad in shabby garments,

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 village girl catch the eye of

Virgil. “Mr. Hanson, are you merely trying to avoid offending the hostess of the Daniels family by lying? It’s

Warren, you must not question the integrity of

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

the bag with the fabric sample. Virgil carefully took the bag in

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 into fine ash with a gentle rub. Additionally, there’s a remarkable aspect unique to

no further ado, Virgil produced a lighter and set the fabric sample ablaze. True to his words, as the fabric burned, white smoke gracefully ascended in spirals, resembling ethereal clouds, and

silks being burned, but never have

as the finest.

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