Chapter 448

Chapter 448

Sliva said, “Because of this, anyone who manages to buy a piece for themselves would never

consider

reselling it. I'm sure you must've felt you were being lied to when told this was a genuine product.

“I'm also certain Ms. Alexa wouldn't sell any of her creations to you even if you gave her all the

money in

the world.”

Sliva's gaze showed a dark, cunning air before she added, “You are far from qualified to be able to

obtain

one, in any respect.”

“You... You!" Sophia cried, eyes bugging out from her face, but she couldn't find the words

The guests were on Sliva’s side on this one.

Sophia had caused trouble countless times by now, her reputation in Solana City on a needles

edge. If it

weren't for her husband, Javier Beckett, she wouldn't have been able to stick around any longer.

It was all the more infuriating that someone who was debased and shameless as Sophia was calling

for

justice to be done.

“Besides,” Sliva said, turning to Betty, “Can you confidently say you had no clue that this product

was a

counterfeit, Ms. Betty?”

Betty tried her best to stand up for herself. “O-Of course I can! I have no reason to buy a fake! I have

the

money!"

“I doubt it,” Alyssa snorted

The crowd was stunned. What did Alyssa mean by this?

Jasper glanced at her as well. The sheer brightness of her smile ignited a fiery sensation in his heart.

So, she had set up this entire chess game from the start.

"What do you mean by that? Are you going to accuse my daughter again?” Sophia cried, hugging

her

daughter and quivering as if they were the victims.

Sliva ignored her and said to Betty, “I'm sure you still recall who you sought out to make this fake.”

There was no way Betty was going to respond to her. She'd be digging her own grave otherwise.

“No? Well, let me refresh your memory then.”

The big screen onstage suddenly displayed a live video feed of a foreign man

"Good evening. Tyson.” Sliva grinned at him.

"Hi, Sliva. And... Madam.” Tyler waved bashfully.

“Your work is as impressive as ever,” Alyssa praised, not the least bit upset at him. “I knew this

necklace.

was your creation the instant I saw it.”

Betty's vision swam. If it weren't for her mother clutching her, she would have buckled onto the

floor by

noy.

Tyson sighed, looking guilty. He then held out an invoice against the camera for all to see.

“ was commissioned to counterfeit Madam Alexa's creation, Lacrima Dei. You'll be able to see who

commissioned me right on this document here,” said Tyson.

All cameras zoomed into the screen, getting all the footage they could. At the bottom corner of the

invoice, two words were written clear as day: Betty Beckett.

Sophia flinched, hurriedly asking Betty, “What is this? Why is your name written there? Didn't you

say Zoe

was the one who commissioned him?”

Betty nearly burst into tears. “She-She s-set me up, Mom!”