"Is that so?"
Victoria, who'd been buried in work, finally glanced over at Violet.
She had no idea Marcus had spent nine million. She'd offered to wire him the money, but he refused, so she let it go.
Even if the necklace was worth more than ten million, she'd buy it back in a heartbeat.
Every one of Victoria's creations was a tribute to her mother. The only people who ever bought her work were her mother's old friends.
Her designs never hit the open market. Not just anyone was worthy of wearing something by Allian.
Violet smiled, but she aimed her words at McNeil. "I had my eye on that necklace a while ago," she said. "I asked Marcus to help me find it, and I heard he'd bought it. Thought he got it for me—then today I see it around Ms. Turner's neck…"
Victoria didn't respond, so Violet took a slow sip of her wine.
"Nine million, though. You really don't hold back…"
Marcus was so generous with Victoria—and she wasn't even his girlfriend. Who knew where their relationship was headed.
"I had no idea it was so expensive," Victoria replied, her tone cool. "Allian's work isn't that remarkable—certainly not worth that much. Still, if someone's willing to pay nine million, that's probably because they appreciate the artistry. This design was never meant for people our age, anyway. It's for women from the very best families. That's why Allian's pieces are so hard to come by."
Violet's expression shifted. Was Victoria implying she wasn't fit to wear the necklace?
Tension crackled between them, invisible but unmistakable. Curtis, sitting nearby, drank in near-silence, looking more miserable with every sip.
Marcus had spent nine million just for a chance to impress his muse.
Curtis, by comparison, had only given her a model car and a check for half a million—money Victoria was owed anyway.
He kept quiet and just drank.
McNeil was no better off. Nine million—for all the years he'd been married to Victoria, he hadn't even seen nine hundred thousand.
"Is that right, Vicky? Which suitor is so extravagant? Puts your stingy husband to shame. Aren't you two getting a divorce? Better get those papers signed quick…"
With gossip in the air, everyone at the table put down their glasses and turned to Victoria, eager for details.
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