Chapter 88

"The divorce agreement clearly states Vivian leaves empty-handed."

Victoria Roscente's nails dug into her palms. "How could she walk away without money?"

"Brother, don't be fooled!" Her voice turned shrill. "She schemed her way into the Roscente family and stole Sophia's—"

"Enough!" Ethan Roscente's temple vein bulged. "You're drunk."

As bodyguards escorted Victoria out, she kept screaming. "We're family!"

The banquet hall regained its composure.

Ethan addressed the guests. "My apologies for my sister's behavior."

Polite murmurs filled the air as Mr. Golden finally made his entrance.

"Thank you for your patience." His face glowed with excitement. "The main event begins now."

A velvet-draped cart rolled in. The red silk lifted to reveal a radiant jade Bodhisattva statue.

"An authentic Eastern Han dynasty relic." Mr. Golden beamed. "The only one in such pristine condition worldwide."

Gasps of awe erupted. Vivian Laurent narrowed her eyes and whispered to Lucas Lefèvre.

"What?" Lucas exclaimed. "Mr. Golden, this statue is a fake!"

The crowd erupted.

"Preposterous!" Mr. Golden's face darkened. "I paid 3.8 billion for this!"

Bianca Semona stepped forward with trembling hands. Her magnifying glass revealed the truth.

"It's...a modern replica." She swallowed hard. "The jade origin and carving techniques are inconsistent."

Mr. Golden slammed the table. "Someone switched it! Nobody leaves!"

Disguised as a waiter, Zero studied Vivian from the shadows. His escape plan had been flawless—until this woman caught his attention.

She'd identified his meticulously crafted forgery from across the room with just her naked eye.

A spark of interest flickered in Zero's gaze. This Vivian Laurent woman just became far more intriguing.