Joe nearly collapsed, his eyes rolling as his face flushed red, trembling all over and looking utterly at a loss, as if he were the most innocent one here—he knew nothing at all.
Even Grandma Morris, hardened as she was, realized the gravity of the situation. Her chest tightened, breath catching as she stammered, "Selina! Why didn't you say so earlier?! If you had told us, we would never have…"
"I didn't say it?"
Selina's lips curved in a half-smile as her gaze swept lazily across the faces of the Morris family.
"I did say it. I said my Fortune Jade was real, but you didn't believe me, Grandma Morris. I said I was the official project lead, that I would never make a joke out of the Fortune Jade, and that mine was absolutely not a fake."
"But did you believe me?"
Her tone slowed, deliberate. "All it took was a so-called 'jewelry student's' doubts, and both you, Grandma, and Chairman Morris placed your unconditional trust in Angela. Did I not warn you?"
