At that question, the scene erupted into chaos.
"Excuse me?" Hearing that, Vera's eyes widened. "High quality imitation? What are you saying?"
Minerva raised her eyebrows in surprise. Was it a high quality imitation?
She carefully examined Yvonne's blue dress. Previously, she had thought that the glare of the lighting distorted the color of the dress, but since the light had already dimmed, the fake gown's shortcomings were exposed.
Under the light of the incandescent lamps, many flaws were revealed.
"High quality imitation?"
"A gift from my brother?" Minerva couldn't help but smile when she thought of that.
When did he become so scheming?
When she was immersed in her thoughts, she felt a burning gaze radiating from her side. The fiery gaze simply could not be ignored.
Minerva quickly put away the smile on her lips. Then, she pursed her lips and looked at the stage with an indifferent expression.
When that question was posed, the smile on Yvonne's beautiful face froze as she stood unmoving on the stage. The corners of her mouth began to twitch. "Wh-what are you talking about? A high quality imitation? This dress is authentic!?"
Because Irvin had said that the dress was bought at its full price, she simply didn't believe that the dress she was wearing was fake. As it was a gift from someone, she felt very proud about it for a long time. However, at the moment, someone was accusing her of wearing a fake dress. Therefore, it was only natural that Yvonne disagreed.
The journalists in the entertainment industry would do anything to get what they wanted. They did not care for her image or feelings.
Therefore, after seeing the change in Yvonne's expression, he was encouraged to enquire further instead of changing the topic.
"Miss Arnold, don't you know? The original version of the dress that you are wearing was purchased by the President of Hanover Corporation and there is only one existing dress of this model. So, Miss Arnold, if the dress that you are wearing is genuine, does that mean that the brand made an exception for you and created two pieces for the same model of a dress?"
Among the spectators, Minerva was stunned to hear that question. How did the reporter receive that news so quickly? She thought to herself.
Yvonne's face turned pale at the reporter's words. She stood there silently as she didn't know how to respond. Her manager responded quickly and stepped on the stage and said, "Dear reporter, I think there is a misunderstanding. How could Yvonne's dress be fake? I'm sure everyone can tell! Besides, the news that you received may not be true at all. After all, President Hanover and Yvonne are from different social circles. Perhaps the dresses just looked similar. Please ask some other questions instead."
At the hands of entertainment journalists, such a matter could not be easily resolved. After all, they were not that easy to manage. Instead of conceding, the report became more serious.
"Are you saying that the President of the Hanover Corporation lied to us? This dress is clearly the same as the one he bought; and there's a label on it. I don't think they're merely similar."
Yvonne was furious. However, the dress she was wearing had been sent by an anonymous person and the entertainment reporter had said that the dress was bought by the boss of Hanover Corporation.
Was it really Quill, the cold and famous man, the calm and reserved president, who had sent her the dress?
At the thought of that, Yvonne's mood was immediately lifted. If it was really bought by Quill, then did that mean that she was wearing his gift? She had never expected that it would be Quill. After all, she had thought that the sender was just an ordinary admirer.
With that conclusion in her head, Yvonne cleared her throat and said, "Let me tell you the truth. In fact, I didn't order this dress myself. Just a few moments before the event, I was informed by the brand that the dress was bought at a full price. At that time, I myself was very shocked too. I wondered what I would have to wear on stage tonight. However, to my surprise, an anonymous person sent this dress over to me. To tell you all the truth, if you didn't tell me who had bought the dress, I would not have known the identity of the anonymous sender."
At the end of her sentence, there was a look of pride in Yvonne's eyes.
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