Today was supposed to be her engagement party, and she was meant to be the shining star of the event. Ayla’s face also contorted with jealousy. Ever since childhood, she had envied Tiffany’s beauty, which led her to bully Tiffany relentlessly, even forcing her to go to school looking unattractive every day. Now, seeing Marissa captivate everyone with her stunning appearance, Ayla felt an overwhelming urge to rush forward and tear Marissa apart. She could barely contain her anger. Just as Ayla was about to snap, Sansa suddenly exclaimed, “They are wearing identical dresses!”
Sansa’s voice was so sharp it jolted everyone into attention. Up until then, Marissa had everyone spellbound with her stunning appearance. Nobody had noticed that she was wearing the same dress as Melinda. Sansa’s outburst redirected everyone’s focus, sparking a flurry of whispers
“That’s true, Tiffany and Melinda are wearing identical dresses.”
Melinda had shown off her dress online two days ago. Sara, the top designer for the Sarth Group, had crafted it. Sara’s designs were known for their exclusivity, making it clear that one of these dresses was a fake
“This is going to be embarrassing. One is the hostess of the Daniels family, and the other is their new member. Wearing a fake would be a disgrace for either.”
“Melinda must be wearing the original. The Warrens are wealthy, and Aelfric adores his sister. He wouldn’t let her wear a counterfeit.”
“I heard Derek’s parents picked out the dress for her.”
“Even so, Derek’s recent fame and fortune from his online ventures mean he wouldn’t settle for a fake for Tiffany either.”
Thus, everyone cast scornful glances at Marissa, assuming she wore the imitation. People remembered how she had snared Connor with her schemes. Although Connor had defended her on several occasions, some speculated it was merely to appease his grandmother. Connor was now lurking in a corner, seemingly amused by the unfolding drama, which led them to suspect he harbored little affection for his wife. They doubted he would have splurged thirty million dollars on a dress for Marissa. He wasn’t the type to spend frivolously, and Tiffany lacked the means. Consequently, the consensus was that Marissa’s dress was a replica
As the tide of opinion turned, Ayla sneered, “You tried to uphold your dignity as the hostess of the Daniels family with a fake, yet Melinda ended up in the same outfit. No wonder you threw on a shirt to cover it up. You wanted to hide it. Hahaha…”
The crowd nodded and murmured in agreement
“Tiffany really didn’t think this through. Even if she wanted to preserve her dignity, she should have chosen something within her budget instead of parading around in a knockoff of a renowned designer’s creation. It’s utterly laughable!”
“She lacks sophistication. Perhaps she doesn’t understand that only the very wealthy or those from royal lineages wear Sara’s creations, and only to the most exclusive events. It’s clear she’s out of her depth.”
“If her dress is a fake, her necklace must be as well. Yet, the copies are so well made they’re indistinguishable from the real things.”
Listening in, Melinda couldn’t hide her satisfaction. She taunted, “Tiffany, trying to outshine me with a knockoff is futile. You didn’t need to stoop so low.”
If it had been any other woman, she might have crumbled under such mockery and criticism. However, Marissa remained composed. When Melinda confronted her, Marissa replied dismissively, “You are the one wearing a knockoff.”
“A knockoff, me?” Melinda laughed incredulously. “Do you really think so little of the Warren family’s wealth, or that of my fiance’s family? I will never wear a counterfeit luxury item, especially not at my own engagement party.”
“I agree,” Ayla chimed in, her voice ringing clear. “Miss Warren was born into nobility. It’s unthinkable that she would wear a counterfeit.”
Turning her scorn towards Marissa, she added, “But Tiffany, you’ve been naive since childhood. You are wearing a counterfeit that happens to be the same as the bride-to-be’s. Yet, you refuse to admit your mistake and instead slander her?”
Chloe joined in, her tone dripping with feigned sympathy. “Tiffany, I believe it wasn’t intentional. But today is Melinda’s engagement ceremony. Perhaps you should consider changing your outfit.”
Marissa looked at Ayla and Chloe as if they were mere jesters. With a steely gaze, she turned back to Melinda to deliver her response
“Melinda, I said you were wearing a counterfeit because I have evidence.”
The crowd’s eyes were all on Marissa, marking her as a shameless copycat. Yet, she remained serene amidst the whispers
Melinda, poised for a confrontation, sneered and challenged, “You claim to have evidence? Then, please, show it to us all!”
Marissa nodded, her voice steady. “Sara is a renowned designer in the fashion world. After each release, her designs are swiftly mimicked. These copies are often convincing, fooling those less acquainted with the originals. Yet, counterfeits invariably betray themselves with errors. The dress you are wearing, for instance, is a high-quality fake, but its flaws are glaring to me.”
All eyes then turned to Melinda. Marissa gestured towards the logo on Melinda’s dress. “Sara is a perfectionist when it comes to design, dedicating herself to even the minutiae. She won’t tolerate even the slightest flaw, not even in a tiny logo. Your logo may look similar, yet it has an incorrect curve.”
Once Marissa had finished, the crowd inspected Melinda’s logo more closely
“Tiffany, I’ve seen the Sarth Group’s logo. It looks just like this. What could possibly be wrong with it? We all understand that money is tight for you, and since Mr. Connor Daniels isn’t interested in you, you couldn’t afford a genuine dress and got a knockoff to save face. While it’s shameful, it’s understandable. Perhaps an apology to Melinda is in order?”
Marissa laughed softly before pulling out her phone to access the Sarth Group’s official website. “Here’s the Sarth Group’s logo. Compare them carefully. If your eyes can’t catch the difference, I suggest using a protractor.”
Driven by curiosity, a few onlookers employed a protractor to analyze the logos on Melinda’s dress and the website. Eventually, they concluded there was a 5-degree discrepancy between the two logos
Caught off guard, Melinda scoffed. “A 5-degree discrepancy? And you’re using that to claim my dress is a fake? How certain are you that your logo aligns with the official one?”
“Just measure it,” Marissa retorted
A quick check with the protractor on Marissa’s dress revealed, “It’s an exact match with the logo on the official website.” Melinda’s complexion turned ashen. She was at a loss for words
Ayla, seizing the opportunity, jumped in and asked, “What can a small difference between two logos prove?”
Marissa nodded. “The logo alone might not convince you, but there’s more.”
She pointed at the rabbit pattern adorning Melinda’s dress. “Sara is strict about adhering to her design philosophy. Whenever she introduces a new line, she ensures nothing superfluous is added. It’s unthinkable for her to incorporate a whimsical rabbit into a dress valued at thirty million.”
The crowd’s gaze shifted back and forth, noting that the rabbit embroidered on Melinda’s dress was absent on Marissa’s
“Tiffany, you aren’t Sara. How did you know Sara didn’t include the rabbit pattern when she designed this dress?”
“I think the little rabbit adds a touch of charm and liveliness,” someone chimed in
“This rabbit may be charming, but it’s out of place on this dress,” Marissa continued. “Purple Angel represents elegance and nobility. This isn’t just any casual dress. Melinda’s might be trending online, but it’s not what you’d expect at a high-profile international event. Can you imagine a woman of immense wealth or a princess attending a gala in a dress embroidered with a rabbit?”
Marissa’s explanation struck a chord, leading the spectators to doubt the authenticity of Melinda’s dress. “The rabbit on Melinda’s dress doesn’t seem right. Meanwhile, Tiffany’s attire is impeccable and exudes elegance.”
“Could we have been wrong earlier? Is Melinda’s dress a replica?”
Melinda, unable to tolerate the turn of events and clenching her fists, confronted Tiffany. “Tiffany, you’re trying to defame me with just these two minor details? You don’t have any real proof, do you?”
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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