Chapter 445: Chapter 445

Alyssa then bowed deeply to the crowd, a picture of utmost sincerity.

The hall slowly quietened down.

“Next, I would like to clarify here and now that this necklace called ‘Lacrima Dei’ was my donation to the auction.”

The guests turned to Ada with astonished looks on their faces. She, in turn, turned to gaze incredulously at Betty.

Betty turned to Zoe, but the latter was already out of her seat.

Zoe had escaped before the shit hit the fan!

Alyssa watched the show unfold, a smirk appearing on her lips. “I had no idea you would be donating this necklace tonight, Madam Ada. Please trust me when I say it was a pure coincidence.”

“W-Why would you have ‘Lacrima Dei’ too, Ms. Alyssa?” Ada asked, her confidence out the window.

Alyssa pursed her lips. “What matters right now isn’t why I have this necklace, Madam Ada. What matters is that your necklace was a fake.”

What? A fake? Turmoil and confusion swept through the crowd.

Sophia did her best to keep her expression composed, but Betty had already gone as white as a ghost.

“Ms. Betty Beckett herself gave me this. How… How could it be a fake?”

Ada still couldn’t wrap her mind around it. If her necklace had been a counterfeit, then…

That meant she made herself look like the biggest fool tonight by donating it to the auction!

“How could you accuse my daughter of gifting a counterfeit without proof, Ms. Alyssa? Shouldn’t you have an expert back up your claims? Do you intend to humiliate us?” Sophia hurriedly spoke up in an attempt to control the situation.

“If I dared to claim that your necklace was a fake, I would’ve obviously already found a way to prove it.”

Alyssa’s smirk deepened.

Jasper smiled just the slightest at the sight.

It looked like Alyssa was going to have some fun once again.

He used to get so irritated whenever she did it.

Now, it seemed to have grown on him.

“Where is your proof, Ms. Alyssa?”

“Madam Ada is a diehard jewelry collector herself. She could have identified a fake when she saw one.”

“You need to have a basis for your accusations! We need an expert to validate the authenticity of the necklaces right this instant!”

Alyssa remained unbothered by the whirlwind of cries and arguments from the crowd.

Just then, the venue doors opened. All eyes turned to look.

In walked a tall, broad-shouldered blonde woman with bright blue eyes. She walked in as if the world were putty in her fingers, single-handedly domineering the atmosphere.

Jasper’s eyes widened in shock.

Sliva?

What was she doing here?

“It’s Ms. Sliva, the representative of Alexa’s designer firm!” someone cried from the crowd.

“Sliva? She knows Alexa more than anyone. We should ask her to authenticate the jewelry right now!”

Sliva didn’t so much as glance at the guests, making her way to the stage where Alyssa was.

Alyssa beamed at her, walking down to greet her. “There you are.”

Her affectionate smile and tone caught the guests by surprise.

Sliva came to a stop in front of her, then held her hand before gently kissing it, a gesture of utmost respect in Yoarkley.

“Apologies for being late, Ms. Alexa.”