Lucien lowered his eyes and immediately caught sight of it.
His brows furrowed deeper.
Just a few days ago at the Glaze Pavilion auction, the final piece-the "Starlit Strawberry Crystal"-stole the spotlight.
This looked exactly like it.
Every socialite in the room had set their sights on it.
The price shot up like crazy, hitting fifty million in no time before a mystery guest on the second floor sealed the deal.
As both of them stared at her wrist, Calliope instinctively covered it with her other hand.
She lifted her chin slightly, a mocking smile tugging at her lips.
"My husband gave it to me. What, is that a problem? I think it looks way better than some buttoned-up diamond pieces."
"This isn't the real one," Lucien suddenly said, his voice cold and sure.
