Chapter 1299: Chapter 1299: Her True Identity
The surroundings suddenly became quiet. What did Caleb mean by those words? Could it be that Miss Evansâ identity was extraordinary? Wasnât she just the adopted daughter of Nina Hughes? What was there to be afraid of?
Fiona Reiserâs face turned pale, and she stared at Caleb with wide eyes. Why did he have to say that and expose her thoughts in front of everyone?
Why didnât she reveal Xavieraâs identity? It was because she was unwilling. Why could Xaviera become the legitimate Mrs. Mamet? Why should she be courteous and respectful to Xaviera? Why could she only be considered Calebâs friend, while Xaviera could always stand by his side?
She hated all of this, so naturally, she wouldnât reveal Xavieraâs identity. Moreover, if she said Xaviera was Calebâs wife and Joyce Jones happened to identify Xavieraâs necklace as a counterfeit, wouldnât Xaviera embarrass Caleb? So she had reasons for not speaking out.
Thinking of this, Fiona suddenly regained her confidence: "Caleb, I didnât say anything just now because I thought Xavieraâs necklace was a counterfeit. If I revealed her identity, I was afraid it would involve others."
Xaviera gave a faint smile, understanding Fionaâs intentions.
If she wore a counterfeit necklace, it wouldnât just be her losing face but also causing Caleb to lose his dignity. Fiona considered Calebâs reputation, so she kept silent.
So did Caleb have to thank her now? However, Caleb wasnât only referring to Mrs. Mametâs identity.
Only then did everyone realize what Fiona meant. She didnât reveal Miss Evansâ true identity, fearing that she would wear a counterfeit necklace and cause embarrassment for her backers - that was understandable.
They couldnât deny that Miss Reiser was really considerate and understanding.
"Involve?" Caleb raised his eyebrows slightly, his tone rising a bit. Every subtle movement of his was so graceful, and he emitted a powerful aura that made people admire him but also fear him. As soon as he spoke, the surrounding whispers came to an abrupt halt.
Fiona clenched her teeth, looking somewhat wronged: "Caleb, itâs all my fault. I didnât find out the truth before acting rashly..."
"Miss Reiser didnât reveal her identity because she was concerned about involving others, but since you knew her identity, you should also know that the necklace she wore couldnât possibly be fake." Caleb sneered coldly: "Does Miss Lohill, the chief designer of Glaze, need to wear a fake necklace?"
Everyone was dumbfounded. Did they hear it wrong? Caleb said Miss Evans was the chief designer, Lohill?
Fiona clenched her fist, her expression slightly stiff.
These people in front of her were the daughters and sons of the upper class. They might not know Lohill, but they must know Glaze Company. To become a chief designer of a top fashion design company like Glaze, one must have extraordinary abilities and a certain level of international fame. The internationally renowned designer was the young and beautiful Miss Evans in front of them.
After a moment of silence, someone whispered: "I heard that Glazeâs designers not only have to design clothes but also be proficient in identifying jewelry and luxury brands. As the chief designer, Lohill must know whether her necklace is real or fake! And with her status and wealth, thereâs no way she would wear a fake to a banquet! No wonder Miss Evans was so confident in asking for an appraisal; she must have already checked her necklace."
Joyce Jones stood up, her voice gentle: "Allow me to explain the details to everyone. This Combustion Heart necklace was designed and completed by Miss Lohill and Glazeâs president Buck Drew. It took Buck Drew half a year to collect these perfect rubies. From design to completion, it took a year. Miss Lohill personally supervised every step of the necklaceâs creation, and every detail is perfect."
"Everyone probably knows that this necklace was donated by Doctor Faces, but you may not have heard of the creator of Combustion Heart. If you investigate a bit, youâll know since Lohill is a well-known name both domestically and abroad. Moreover, Glaze never concealed any information about this necklace."
As the words fell, everyone looked at Xaviera in disbelief, unable to believe she designed and made the necklace herself.
Fiona, who had always been calm and composed, also couldnât help but look shocked. At the same time, a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes. How could it be possible that Xaviera designed it?
Joyce Jones scoffed: "Iâm really curious as to why Miss Reiser asked me to appraise this necklace. Did she really think that a necklace designed by Lohill could be fake?"
Everyone secretly sighed that Fiona had shot herself in the foot.