Mistress Commission: 'Design Our Rings!' But Darling I'm Still His WIFE novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118

Sonia quickly pulled out her phone, fingers trembling slightly as she opened the authentication page for Tullari. The room was buzzing with anticipation, but as she aimed her camera at the dress’s code, a sharp red warning flashed across her screen: “Authentication of product failed. Please verify this in a genuine Tullari store.”

A stunned silence fell over the crowd before it erupted into murmurs and whispers, the shock evident on every face around her.

“No way… Sonia’s dress is a fake?” someone gasped.

“She’s a celebrity! How could she be caught wearing counterfeit?” another voice muttered, disbelief thick in the air.

The humiliation was palpable. Sonia’s cheeks drained of color, her eyes fixed on the glowing screen as a wave of shame crashed over her. She had never imagined being exposed like this, especially not at such a prestigious event.

How could she ever face the public again after this?

“No, no, I paid a lot for this dress. It can’t be fake,” Sonia stammered desperately, her voice cracking as she tried to defend herself.

She forced on an innocent, almost tearful look, hoping to soften the crowd’s judgment, to elicit some sympathy.

But the fashion world was ruthless when it came to counterfeit items. Sympathy was nowhere to be found.

Joanne stood nearby, equally stunned. She opened her mouth to speak but found herself at a loss for words. What on earth was unfolding before them?

And Amelia—wearing the authentic Tullari dress—how had she managed to pull that off? The question lingered in Joanne’s mind like a sharp thorn.

Amelia glanced at Sonia with a mixture of concern and detachment. “You were probably scammed, Sonia. You should report it to the police—maybe you can get your money back,” she advised calmly.

They soon found themselves deep in conversation with a seasoned fashion industry veteran, completely missing the earlier scandal. By the time they moved toward the main crowd, the commotion had already settled and most guests had dispersed.

Curious, Valeria asked Joanne what had happened. Upon hearing the story, her eyes flashed with anger and disappointment—she was furious that she’d missed witnessing Amelia’s public humiliation firsthand.

Joanne, sensing Valeria’s hunger for gossip, pulled her aside toward the catering area, promising some of the exquisite treats prepared by celebrity chefs.

Valeria eagerly followed, determined to get every juicy detail. Having missed the live spectacle, she was ready for a full recap.

The two women grabbed some desserts and found a quiet corner where they could sit and talk.

Just then, Jasper walked toward them, but the first person his eyes landed on was Amelia.