MainNovelChapter 116 Citrine watched Salome, her expression a mix of emotions. It was a long moment before she finally spoke. "It's not a fake." Both Regina and Salfroze, surprised by her insistence that the bag was genuine.
JR's products were the kind of ultra-luxury items money alone couldn't buy. Even the Carmichael Group had once tried to partner with JR and had been flatly turned down, which only proved how exclusive and arrogant the brand was.
Salhad assumed from the start that it was a knockoff, but she hadn't planned on exposing it. After all, it was the first gift from her niece, and real or not, she was happy to receive it. She just hadn't expected Regina to call Citrine out in front of everyone.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRegina, on the other hand, couldn't believe Citrine had the nerve to claim so confidently that the bag was real. Without thinking, Saljumped in with reassurance. "Citrine, it's alright. I know you meant well. It doesn't matter toif it's real or not." "But Aunt Salome, it is real." Citrine sounded a little exasperated. It was the truth -she didn't understand why her aunt refused to believe her.
Turning to Regina, Citrine's expression cooled. "Regina, if you're going to say the bag is a fake, then showsproof. You can't just rely on gossip from the inteand expect everyone to believe you." "JR's limited editions aren't for sale at any price. That alone proves you're lying," Regina shot back, thoroughly convinced.
"That's enough." Raymond's voice cut through the tension. He strode over and positioned himself protectively in front of Citrine. He fixed Regina with a cold, furious glare. "Keep your mouth shut. This discussion is over. If you're so eager to leave the Carmichael family, you're welcto go. Since when do you think you can push my daughter around?" He didn't stop there. "Don't forget-Citrine is the little princess of this family. You and your brother are just living here on our goodwill. You'd do well to remember your place." His words were harsh, leaving no room for doubt.
Regina's face went pale in an instant. Raymond's icy stare was murderous, and she felt a chill spread from head to toe, as if she'd been plunged into freezing water.
Citrine, now shielded behind Raymond, tugged discreetly at his sleeve.
"What is it?" In an instant, Raymond's frosty demeanor softened, his gaze turning gentle.
Citrine looked at him seriously. "I'm not lying. Let her finish." "Alright, whatever you say." Raymond never could refuse her; it only took a few seconds for him to back down.
Citrine stepped out from behind him and faced Regina directly. "Regina, if I can prove the bag is real, what will you do?" Regina shook her head, unshaken. "That's impossible. No way it's real. But if it is, I'll give you my entire allowance for the year." Citrine's eyes lit up-now that was a deal worth making.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Really?" she pressed, making sure.
Regina sneered. "Of course. I said it, didn't I? I'm not going to back out." But Citrine wasn't so sure-words alone didn't count for much.
After a moment's thought, she said, "Then write it down. If u goBack on your word, Pll be the one losing out."
"Sign this," she added, already pulling paper and a pen from her bag. She quickly scribbled dut a statement, leaving a blank at the bottom for Regina's signature.
Regina snatched the paper, scowling as she read it. But thinking of how even the family couldn't vel land a deal with JR, she beceven more convinced the bag was a fake and signed her nwithout hesitation. "Fine, here you go." She handed the paper back with a huff.
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