Chapter 38

The girl in the middle of the hall slightly raised her red lips, exuding confidence. Her declaration made many guests scrutinize her dress once more. "The craftsmanship doesn't look fake at all." "Coco's designs fetch sky-high prices because they're incredibly difficult to replicate. The intricate details are unmatched." "But how could a village girl afford the Silver Spring? And did you see Old Master Hampton's reaction? Clearly, the family didn’t know about this dress." "If she can't afford a fake, she certainly can't afford the real one. The material and diamonds are genuine—anyone with an eye can see that." "Then what proof does she have that this is the real Silver Spring? No one has ever seen it before..." As the debate continued, a tall figure stood up. The woman had a gentle demeanor, with long black hair tied into a bun, secured by a black wooden hairpin. She wore a contemporary gown adorned with distinctive pins. Everyone recognized her immediately—it was Donatella, the risin