Chapter 640

Mia looked at the broken bracelet, “Do Imitations cost thousands nowadays?

The middle–aged woman huffed, “What are you calling an imitation? This is my wedding anniversary

gift from my husband. He bought it from Martian. No way it’s an imitation!”

Martiana? What were the odds? That was actually Mia’s brand.

Mia actually didn’t want to give a fig about the married couple, but her brand would suffer a loss if word

about her brand selling imitations got out.

She questioned, “Martiana’s products come with an authenticity certification. Are you sure your

husband

bought it from the store itself?”

The middle–aged man’s eyes wavered for a brief second before claiming. “Yes. I have the authenticity

certificate too. This is the real one. It can’t be an imitation!”

“Hubby, show them the certificate. Prove it that we didn’t buy imitations.”

His fingers scrolled through his phone for the e–certificate.

Mia took a glimpse and memorized the certificate code to share it with her butler to look into the issue.

The middle–aged woman held her nose high at Mia. “How’s that? Are you convinced? Compensate us

for

the bracelet!”

Sneering, Mia responded. “There is a certain way to verify Martiana’s product authenticity. The jewelers

will leave a special mark on the internal surface. You can see it with a magnifying glass.”

“Have it your way. I’m not afraid,” said the middle–aged woman confidently.

But her husband appeared relatively unsure. “We don’t have a magnifying glass, though. The

authenticity

certificate will do.”

At that moment, an old man stepped out. “I have one. I can lend it to you.”

The adorable Ginger thanked politely. “Thank you, sir.”

The old man chuckled, “Not a problem, dear. Happy to be of help.”

Mia took the magnifying glass and scanned the broken bracelet. There was no marking.

The middle–aged woman was bewildered while the man accused, “Why must we believe you? What if

you

Mia looked at the broken bracelet. “Do imitations cost thousands nowadays?”

The middle–aged woman huffed. “What are you calling an imitation? This is my wedding anniversary

gift from my husband. He bought it from Martian. No way it’s an imitation!”

Martiana? What were the odds? That was actually Mia’s brand.

Mia actually didn’t want to give a tig about the married couple, but her brand would suffer a loss if word

about her brand selling imitations got out.

She questioned, “Martiana’s products come with an authenticity certification. Are you sure your

husband bought it from the store itself?”

The middle–aged man’s eyes wavered for a brief second before claiming. “Yes. I have the authenticity

certificate too. This is the real one. It can’t be an imitation!”

“Hubby, show them the certificate. Prove it that we didn’t buy imitations.”

His fingers scrolled through his phone for the e–certificate.

Mia took a glimpse and memorized the certificate code to share it with her butler to look into the issue.

The middle–aged woman held her nose high at Mia. “How’s that? Are you convinced? Compensate us

for

the bracelet!”

Sneering. Mia responded, “There is a certain way to verify Martiana’s product authenticity. The

jewelers. will leave a special mark on the internal surface. You can see it with a magnifying glass.”

“Have it your way. I’m not afraid,” said the middle–aged woman confidently..

But her husband appeared relatively unsure. “We don’t have a magnifying glass, though. The

authenticity

certificate will do.”

At that moment, an old man stepped out. “I have one. I can lend it to you.”

The adorable Ginger thanked politely. “Thank you, sir.”

The old man chuckled, “Not a problem, dear. Happy to be of help.”

Mia took the magnifying glass and scanned the broken bracelet. There was no marking.

The middle–aged woman was bewildered while the man accused, “Why must we believe you? What if

you

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were spouting nonsense?” ”

Mia faced the crowd. “Is anyone wearing a Martiana bracelet? Could you lend it to us for a moment?”

“I’m wearing one.” A lady offered her bracelet.

Mia did the same thing to the bracelet. As she had expected, there was a mark on

Everyone was surprised.

She returned the bracelet to the owner. “This is the mark I was talking about. It should be the last three

numbers of the authenticity code.”

“Yes, you’re right.”

Mia returned her attention to the married couple. “Now, do you have anything else to say?”

The middle–aged woman st

buy it?”

couldn’t believe her eyes. “Hubby, did you buy an imitation? Where did you.

“I bought it from a Martiana store! I have the authenticity certificate too! How could it be fake? The

barcode on the certificate worked. This is the real thing!” The middle–aged man attempted to save his

stance.

The middle–aged woman saw the result of scanning the barcode. “Martiana is selling fake products!”

“No. Martiana will never sell fake products.” Mia gazed at him confidently. “As to why this bracelet is a

sham, you should ask your husband about it. He must’ve switched the products. To whom did he gift

the

real bracelet?”

He raised his voice. “Impossible! I wouldn’t switch it! Honey, I swear I didn’t switch it. Are you going to

believe an outsider instead of me?”

Mia happened to receive surveillance footage of his purchase from her butler.

She smiled. “Would you like to take a look at the footage of you buying the bracelet?”