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The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

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Chapter 102

“Watch who you're talking to, because I think you're the stupid one!”

“I'm not. In fact, to prove it, | can tell that your dress is a knockoff,” | claimed.

Lisbeth finished her speech at just the right moment, and the crowd erupted into applause. | joined in.

The woman, however, was pouting. She looked down at her dress and muttered, “How could this be a knockoff? |

spent a lot of money and pulled a lot of strings to get it!”

Her friends were just as stunned. “Did someone scam you?

“No way! I've always bought from this seller. She knows a lot of top designers and tailors-she can always get her

hands on high fashion and branded wear!” the woman insisted.

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Then she turned back towith a glare. “How dare you accuseof wearing bootlegs? You're projecting,

aren't you? In fact, yours aren't even branded!”

| smirked and pulled up an image on my phone. “This is the real dress. This photo was taken live at the fashion

show where it debuted.

“Look at it, girl. The color and pattern aren’t the sas the one you're wearing. The original features highly

skilled embroidery-I had to hire a master embroiderer to create this pattern by hand. It took over half a month.

“But the one on your dress? | can tell it was either machine-made or done by an apprentice.”

A murmur spread through the crowd.

“What did she mean, ‘I had to hire’? She can’t be the designer, right?”

“No way. That dress won an international award!”

“You mean this exact award?” | held up another photo, this tshowingwith my certificate and trophy,

standing next to the model wearing my design.

The crowd fell silent for a moment. Then the whispers started again.

“It's her!”

“No, this has gotta be a doctored picture or something!”

“Right! I bet it's Al!”

| snorted at their desperate attempts to deny it.

“In conclusion? Your dress is a dud. Why? Because the real one is still in my workshop. Every award-winning

design I've ever made is kept there. | only lend them to my best friends. Don’t believe me? Your choice.”

A voice rang out over the clamor. “Oh, | believe you!”

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The crowd turned, parting instinctively.

A young woman walked toward me, and | smiled, pleasantly surprised. “Sol! | can’t believe you're here too!”

“Excuse me? That's the Kenway heiress! Who do you think you are, calling her by her name?” someone

grumbled. | was stunned.

Before | could recover, Soleil shrugged and said, “Nah. You can callSol. | hate those stuffy labels people keen

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pushing on me.”

She looped her arm through mine and turned a sharp gaze on the woman I'd been addressing. “Con,

Brenda. You're wearing a dress you claimed was designed by an award-winning dressmaker, but you don’t even

recognize her when she’s standing right in front of you. You're being clown, girl.” (1

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