The Three Little Guardian Angels novel Chapter 18

Chapter 18

Maisie looked at her with her arms crossed. “Why don’t you direct that question of yours to your boyfriend? Why are you asking me that?” 

‘This sounds absolutely absurd. She makes it sound like I’ve snatched her man from her.’

Willow’s face turned pale due to the rage. “Maisie Vanderbilt, you won’t be preening yourself for long, just you wait!”

She flung her arm and left after leaving such a threat behind.

Maisie squinted her eyes as she gazed at Willow leaving the scene. ‘Who will be the triumphant one in the end? That’s still unknown.’

At Maisie’s office…

Maisie was sitting in front of the computer surfing the Internet, and suddenly a staff member walked in in a hurry. “Ms. Zora, something has happened!”

Maisie raised her head calmly upon seeing that she was so nervous. “What’s the matter?”

“A few customers bought our jewelry in the store and found that they were all fakes. They’ve tracked the origin of the jewelry to our company and are now in our office building. The employees of the purchasing department said that the raw materials were acquired according to your order.”

After she finished explaining, Maisie lowered her eyes, turned off her computer, and got up. “Let’s go and take a look.”

In the lobby, the few guests, who had come to the office angrily due to the fake jewelry, had created a stir.

“Vaenna Jewelry has been in the business for decades, and yet you’re manufacturing fakes. Do you still want to be in business?”

“This pearl bracelet costs a few thousand dollars. I went to other stores to inspect them and found out that they’re fake pearls. Are you trying to con your customers just because of your reputation now?” A lady threw the bracelet on the table agitatedly. “We’ll see if your jewelry business can survive when I expose this matter to the public!”

Willow and her secretary walked out of the crowd. She walked up to her and comforted her with a smile. “Madam, calm down. We’ve already communicated with our purchasing department. There must be some misunderstanding regarding this matter.”

“Misunderstanding?” The lady pointed to the bracelet’s box. “Take a look at that! It’s clearly bought in your store, and I still have the receipt from your store. The evidence is conclusive!”