Thorns Grow After Betrayal (Celeste and Chester) novel Chapter 337

Celestine paid her no mind.

She laid the care tag she had cut off flat. “There’s something you all might not know about Velvet Noir. For every dress we make, we embed a special code on the care tag. If you scan it with the Kismet Collective online app, it will bring up the corresponding information.”

As she spoke, she showed the inside of the care tag to everyone present before holding it up to the live stream camera.

“Feel free to scan the code and see for yourselves.”

Everyone in the crowd instinctively pulled out their phones and started scanning.

Someone gasped. “Oh my god! It’s real! This dress is number 101.”

Celestine nodded and continued, “101 is the serial number for this dress. What I want to emphasize is that every dress produced by Velvet Noir has a unique code and a special blessing.”

In the current fashion industry, knock-offs and plagiarism were rampant.

That was why when she was first designing, she created a unique authenticity tag for every single product.

She thought it would be a while before she needed to use it, but that day had come much sooner than expected.

[It’s real! The message on the dress she’s holding says, ‘Your beauty shines from within!’]

[This has to be fake! How could she have this ready so quickly?]

[LOL, you just said it was ‘quickly.’ The whole thing has been on a live stream. When would she have had time to fake it?]

[I just found the care tag on my Sable dress, and it’s real! It’s amazing! My number is 32, and it says: ‘No need to walk in borrowed light; you are the star.’]

[Why is this so romantic?!]

“If you scan the blessing, you can use a screenshot of it to get 20% off your next in-store purchase, and 30% off for repeat customers. This applies both online and offline,” Celestine said with a smile as she put the care tag away.

Beside her, Kelley and Flossie hugged each other in excitement.

Celestine calmly held up the fake dress with a slight smile. “What’s the rush? Let’s take a look first. I now have reasonable suspicion that someone entered the store and swapped this dress. Her fingerprints should be on this one.”

“What do you think, ma’am?” Celestine lifted her gaze to the woman.

The woman’s legs went weak, and she nearly collapsed. “It wasn’t me! I’ve never done anything like that! Even if you call the police, you won’t get anything!”

In a private lounge of an upscale cafe.

A man sat by the window, holding a coffee cup in one hand, watching the drama unfold on the first floor of the Ginza Plaza.

A playful smirk appeared on his handsome face. “Interesting. The woman Gid likes actually has some brains.”

“Indeed! To think of tampering with the care tag! It’s brilliant!” the person next to him agreed.

Mack Becker took a slow sip of coffee, his eyes narrowing. “Tell my sister it’s time to get out of the hospital. Her future daughter-in-law is coming.”