"Look, isn’t that Mr. Wiseman, the assistant to Designer Z, over there?"
The sharp-eyed among them imdiately recognized who it was.
Designer Z almost never appears in front of outsiders, and it’s always Mr. Wiseman who handles all related affairs.
Now that Mr. Wiseman is here, could it be he’s heard about Ivy Kensington wearing a counterfeit?
If that’s the case, there’s going to be a show!
After all, Designer Z has always advocated against counterfeiting, and now Ivy Kensington has stepped right on Designer Z’s sore spot.
Sophie Sullivan reacted first, quickly stepping up to Mr. Wiseman and said, almost boasting, "Mr. Wiseman, you’re here at the right ti. Soone here is wearing a counterfeit dress of Designer Z’s tonight and refuses to admit it!"
Mr. Wiseman looked up and saw Ivy Kensington and Claire Crowley standing together. Indeed, their dresses were identical, but...
Mr. Wiseman seed to be pondering sothing and didn’t speak right away.
Claire Crowley saw him and imdiately put on a smile.
"Hello, Mr. Wiseman. I’m Claire Crowley. We chatted on the auction website."
Unexpectedly, Mr. Wiseman imdiately frowned and asked Claire Crowley, "Sorry, I’ve never registered on any chat software on an auction website. Are you sure you’ve got the right person?"
What?
Upon hearing this, the smile on Claire Crowley’s face stiffened instantly.
Never registered on an auction website’s chat software, so does that an...
Claire Crowley panicked imdiately. She quickly pulled out her phone and brought up the chat history from that day.
"Mr. Wiseman, have you forgotten? We were definitely chatting that day, and you were the one who sold the dress."
Mr. Wiseman glanced at her phone screen and then calmly said, "Miss Crowley, you’ve been scamd. That wasn’t ."
Boom—
As soon as he said this, it was like a thunderbolt struck her, leaving Claire Crowley numb.
"Ding—"
At that mont, her phone chid again, alerting a push notification.
[According to reports, recently, soone has been impersonating related staff on auction websites to commit fraud, so please be vigilant and don’t send money to scamrs!!!]
Below, several scam account numbers were listed, and one of them was exactly the one chatting with Claire Crowley.
The official announcent from the auction website couldn’t be wrong!
The dignified mayor’s daughter had actually been scamd! And nearly lost a billion!
Oh my god.
What an eye-opener!
Mr. Wiseman didn’t pay attention to Claire Crowley and instead respectfully approached Ivy Kensington, warmly saying, "Miss Kensington, hello. Designer Z asked to co and tell you that in the future, whenever there are new designs, you will be contacted first to choose. Only after you have chosen will others be able to do so."
Wow—
Everyone was suddenly filled with envy.
No one expected Ivy Kensington to have such a good relationship with Designer Z!
While others couldn’t even buy Designer Z’s dresses at high prices, Ivy Kensington could pick first, and everyone else could only choose from what she passed over. It was simply infuriatingly enviable!
Who exactly is this Ivy Kensington?
Everyone’s eyes on Ivy Kensington were filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.
After delivering his ssage, Mr. Wiseman politely said, "I wish Miss Kensington an enjoyable evening. Goodbye."
"Goodbye."
Ivy Kensington waved goodbye to him.
Before leaving, Mr. Wiseman couldn’t help but stop in front of Claire Crowley, seemingly offering her a token sympathy, "Miss Crowley, be more careful next ti you buy sothing. Don’t get scamd again. Also, considering how much you’ve lost, my designer won’t hold the counterfeit dress issue against you, but please, take off the dress first!!"
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