Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen ( Mia Bowen ) novel Chapter 640

Chapter 640 

Mia looked at the broken bracelet, “Do Imitations cost thousands nowadays? 

The middle–aged woman huffed, “What are you calling an imitation? This is my wedding anniversary gift from my husband. He bought it from Martian. No way it’s an imitation!” 

Martiana? What were the odds? That was actually Mia’s brand. 

Mia actually didn’t want to give a fig about the married couple, but her brand would suffer a loss if word 

about her brand selling imitations got out. 

She questioned, “Martiana’s products come with an authenticity certification. Are you sure your husband 

bought it from the store itself?” 

The middle–aged man’s eyes wavered for a brief second before claiming. “Yes. I have the authenticity 

certificate too. This is the real one. It can’t be an imitation!” 

“Hubby, show them the certificate. Prove it that we didn’t buy imitations.” 

His fingers scrolled through his phone for the e–certificate. 

Mia took a glimpse and memorized the certificate code to share it with her butler to look into the issue. 

The middle–aged woman held her nose high at Mia. “How’s that? Are you convinced? Compensate us for 

the bracelet!” 

Sneering, Mia responded. “There is a certain way to verify Martiana’s product authenticity. The jewelers will leave a special mark on the internal surface. You can see it with a magnifying glass.” 

“Have it your way. I’m not afraid,” said the middle–aged woman confidently. 

But her husband appeared relatively unsure. “We don’t have a magnifying glass, though. The authenticity 

certificate will do.” 

At that moment, an old man stepped out. “I have one. I can lend it to you.” 

The adorable Ginger thanked politely. “Thank you, sir.” 

The old man chuckled, “Not a problem, dear. Happy to be of help.” 

Mia took the magnifying glass and scanned the broken bracelet. There was no marking. 

The middle–aged woman was bewildered while the man accused, “Why must we believe you? What if you 

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Mia looked at the broken bracelet. “Do imitations cost thousands nowadays?” 

The middle–aged woman huffed. “What are you calling an imitation? This is my wedding anniversary gift from my husband. He bought it from Martian. No way it’s an imitation!” 

Martiana? What were the odds? That was actually Mia’s brand. 

Mia actually didn’t want to give a tig about the married couple, but her brand would suffer a loss if word about her brand selling imitations got out. 

She questioned, “Martiana’s products come with an authenticity certification. Are you sure your husband bought it from the store itself?” 

The middle–aged man’s eyes wavered for a brief second before claiming. “Yes. I have the authenticity certificate too. This is the real one. It can’t be an imitation!” 

“Hubby, show them the certificate. Prove it that we didn’t buy imitations.” 

His fingers scrolled through his phone for the e–certificate. 

Mia took a glimpse and memorized the certificate code to share it with her butler to look into the issue. 

The middle–aged woman held her nose high at Mia. “How’s that? Are you convinced? Compensate us for 

the bracelet!” 

Sneering. Mia responded, “There is a certain way to verify Martiana’s product authenticity. The jewelers. will leave a special mark on the internal surface. You can see it with a magnifying glass.” 

“Have it your way. I’m not afraid,” said the middle–aged woman confidently.. 

But her husband appeared relatively unsure. “We don’t have a magnifying glass, though. The authenticity 

certificate will do.” 

At that moment, an old man stepped out. “I have one. I can lend it to you.” 

The adorable Ginger thanked politely. “Thank you, sir.” 

The old man chuckled, “Not a problem, dear. Happy to be of help.” 

Mia took the magnifying glass and scanned the broken bracelet. There was no marking. 

The middle–aged woman was bewildered while the man accused, “Why must we believe you? What if you 

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were spouting nonsense?” ” 

Mia faced the crowd. “Is anyone wearing a Martiana bracelet? Could you lend it to us for a moment?” 

“I’m wearing one.” A lady offered her bracelet. 

Mia did the same thing to the bracelet. As she had expected, there was a mark on