CHAPTER 114

Keaton whipped out a small bottle containing a clear liquid from his pocket. It was a special solution used by his uncle to verify the authenticity of jewelry during his novice days as an appraiser. He had passed it down to Keaton to use in the meantime, until he fully mastered the art of appraisal and could do it without the liquid.

“This will tell us the truth,” he announced, raising the bottle to show everyone before he unscrewed the cap and carefully poured a few drops onto Natalie’s bracelet. Everyone’s attention was fixated on what he was doing, and almost immediately, the bracelet started to change color, turning a dirty green hue.

Gasps echoed around the room, and Tristan’s face drained of all color. “T-that’s not possible!” he sputtered out, his tone tinged with disbelief and denial. “I bought it from a trustworthy jeweler!”

Natalie’s face twisted with fury, her eyes flashing as she shot up from her seat and glared at Tristan. “You embarrassed me in front of everyone! No