The doors opened, and Aira stepped forward under the watchful eyes of everyone, stopping in front of Alice. "Alice Manson, how did my mother's design become yours?"
Alice's face stiffened. "You—how dare you say it's your mothers'!"
'Gotcha.' Aira smirked disdainfully and pointed to a ring design. "If this design is yours, then please explain the concept behind this ring."
Alice's face twisted briefly before she held her head high. "It obviously symbolizes eternal love! Now get lost!"
"This pattern is a totem from an ancient tribe beneath the Rocky Mountains, symbolizing resilience, courage, and vengeance. Who would use it to represent love?" Aira sharply pointed out her mistake.
Aira then turned to the crowd. "My mother, Irene, was no unknown figure. All of you are experts, and I'm ce
