Reborn Fake Heiress Watch the Whole Family Burn novel Chapter 640

Just as Elena said that, a professional-looking staff member approached them.

"Excuse me, who is Mrs. Blake?" the staff member asked.

"That's me. Can I help you?" Talia asked.

The employee brought out an exquisitely crafted box and placed it on the table in front of Talia.

"Mrs. Blake, this is the replacement dress from Miss Fairchild. Please inspect it."

Talia froze. Bianca was equally stunned.

Talia opened the box. Nestled inside was a gorgeous dress—an exact replica of the one she was currently wearing, right down to the size.

"How... how is this possible?" Talia stammered in confusion.

Only Elena knew that LUMEN Studio kept archive samples of all their products in their warehouse, especially their clothing lines.

That was why she had texted Sienna earlier, asking her to track down an identical dress and send it over.

Elena gave Bianca a gentle nudge on the back. "Alright, your turn to show off. Go get 'em."

Bianca snapped out of her daze and stepped forward. "Talia, didn't you demand that I replace your dress? Well, here it is. Take a look. Got any other complaints?"

"Impossible... This can't be real..."

Talia refused to accept reality.

She had jumped through a dozen hoops to get her hands on this dress. How on earth did Bianca manage to get one so effortlessly?

"Well, Talia?" Bianca smirked. "Still want to claim it's a fake?"

Talia's face turned pale. "So... so what if it's real? That doesn't change the fact that you used to buy knockoffs! Don't think you're suddenly better than everyone else just because you latched onto some rich guy!"

"You're right, I did latch onto a rich guy," Bianca fired back. "And that rich guy is my father. Have you heard of him? He's the chairman of the Fairchild Group. I'm the heiress to the Fairchild family now. We both rely on men, sure, but there's a huge difference between us. I rely on my father, while you rely on that fifty-something fossil standing next to you!"

"You bitch!" Driven mad by humiliation, Talia lunged forward to strike Bianca.

Elena moved swiftly, intercepting her hand.

"Are you seriously trying to get physical again?" Elena demanded.

"Honey, help me... Honey!" Talia cried out, looking desperately at her husband.