Reborn Second Chance With The Scheming Tycoon novel Chapter 20

Chapter 20 The Proof

Mr. Starr’s pinned social media post featured the avant-garde outfit, hailed as a “tribute” and a “stand against counterfeits” by a renowned designer. “One of a kind. Utterly unique. What do you think?” The photo showed him striking a casual pose.

“Mr. Starr,” a socialite ventured, “so yours is the only authentic version in existence?”

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“Without a doubt,” Mr. Starr confirmed. “One is enough. I highly doubt you’ll see another. Once people know the original is right here,” he gestured to himself, “who would dare wear a fake? This post is just the beginning. I’m collaborating with the industry to seriously tackle counterfeiting.”

“A noble cause, Mr. Starr!” the socialite applauded.

Another guest, Socialite B, smirked and glanced toward Amelia. “No matter how tight the net, there’s always someone brazen enough to wear a knockoff. Some people are simply shameless.”

“Absolutely,” Socialite A agreed. “Zero self-awareness, flaunting fakes as if they’re a badge of honor.”

Just then, Damien’s phone vibrated. A message from Liam: “All set on my end. Green light?”

Simultaneously, Amelia stood up. Damien immediately reached for her hand, sensing her intention. He could feel the slight tremor in her fingers, but when he looked into her eyes, he saw not fear, but steely resolve.

“I can handle this. Trust me,” she said, her voice low but firm.

He saw the unwavering confidence on her face and released her hand. “Alright.”

After Amelia walked away, Damien texted back: “Stand down.”

Liam stared at his phone, bewildered: “Why?!”

No reply.

Liam was utterly confused. He had been ready to launch a full-scale operation to fabricate a provenance for the outfit, and now his brother was calling it off. What kind of future sister-in-law wears questionable clothes? And the wildest part? His brother didn’t care. In fact, he was fully committed to backing her up. Tch. Men are hopeless when they’re in love.

The crowd watched in stunned silence as Amelia walked directly toward Mr. Starr. The audacity of this woman! They braced for a spectacular confrontation.

What they didn’t expect was for Mr. Starr to step forward and envelop her in a warm, familiar hug. “Miss Johnson! It’s been far too long. I’ve missed you terribly.”

“And I, you,” Amelia replied, gently pating his arm as if brushing off lint. The outfit’s androgynous, loose fit suited his style perfectly.

“You two know each other?” a socialite gasped, her surprise evident.

“We go way back,” Mr. Starr said, emphasizing his words. “This ‘genuine piece’ I’m wearing? It was a personal gift from Miss Johnson herself.”

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