From Secret Wife to Queen of Her World by Anonymous

Chapter 327 Fake Hazel happened to look up and met Gabriel's dark and mysterious gaze.

She glanced away, not looking into the man's eyes.

Menu Beside her, Ricky caught a glimpse of the man's eyes gradually darkening, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, barely noticeable, before quickly returning to normal.

Gabriel's eyes immediately darkened when he saw Hazel's hand lightly resting on Ricky's arm.

The banquet was held in Barberton, which is located next to Akron and is a two-hour drive away from Akron.

The reason why this place is famous is because it is the hometown of world-renowned jewelry designer Bruno and also the place where he lived in his later years after retirement.

It is said that this jewelry design master had a very eccentric temperament.

No matter how much money you gave, or how good the fabric was.

As long as he didn't like you as a person, he wouldn't agree to the plan even if a knife was held to his neck. Although he had a bad temper and was difficult to communicate with, there were still countless people around the world who wanted to invite him to do jewelry design.

The better the material, the more it could shine brilliantly in his hands.

The person Hazel is coming to see tonight is Bruno.

The bracelet she wore on her wrist was his former work, and it was said to be his most perfect creation in his life. This exquisitely elegant dress, which was worn on the body, was created by Bruno's wife.

As they both appeared at the stime, Hazel immediately caught Bruno's attention upon entering the banquet hall.

"Madam, Bruno asked you "e to cupstairs for a gathering." The elderly man, who looked like a butler, smiled kindly at her and indicated his identity.

Hazel and Ricky exchanged a glance.

The man's black eyes, which were close at hand, glanced at the divine doctor and nodde there's anything, givea call." gently, "You go, I'll wait here for you to cback. If Not far away, Gabriel, seeing Hazel's figure going upstairs, gave a glance to someone in the crowd.

The person left quietly and quickly, and went upstairs from another place.

The butler knocked on the door and opened it only after receiving permission from inside. He respectfully bowed his head and said, "Madam, please, Bruno is waiting for you inside." The faint scent of sandalwood wafted from inside the house.

After Hazel entered, the room door was pulled shut by the butler from outside.

In the quiet room, an elderly man with white hair sat in front of the tea table, his voice deep, "Child, cand sit over here." The tea fragrance filled the air under the dim light.

Hazel sat silently in front of the man without speaking first. The two of them seemed to be competing in patience, as a silent and lingering silence spread between them.

"Let's have stea," Bruno volunteered.

He poured her a cup of lightly flavored green tea.

The moment Hazel held the teacup, the bracelet on her delicate wrist beceven more translucent under the light, instantly caught by the man.

However, he did not rush to ask her about the origin of the bracelet, but instead, after she finished the tea in her cup, he refilled it for her.

It seemed like calling her up was just to have tea.

Hazel has never lost to patience, as long as he drinks, she continues.

07:54 63.0% < Chapter 327 Fake The scent of sandalwood next to it mixed with the aroma of tea in the cup, gradually emitting a relaxing fragrance that made people unconsciously soften.

Menu In front of these eyes that have experienced the changes of time, it seems as if they can see the former acquaintance through the rolling years.

You and your grandfather looked very similar." 'Especially those eyes, they resembled your grandfather more than your mother." Hazel only saw her grandfather Marlon, who was much more handsthan Gabriel and Ricky, in the family photo given by her mother.

There was a wildness in him that they did not possess.

She quietly listened to Bruno's reminiscences of the past, without making any judgments about those things she didn't understand.

However, it was possible to sense his longing for this deceased friend from the people across the street. Bruno picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a sip, instantly filling his lips and teeth with the delightful taste of tea.

He softly spoke, "Did you chere today to ask if I designed this bracelet?" Hazel nodded lightly.

"I did indeed design a bracelet for your grandfather, but it is not the one you have on your hand." "That bracelet was a birthday gift from your grandfather to your grandmother. It was buried with her along with her belongings after her passing." So, you mean to say that the bracelet she has in her hand right now is fake? Bruno's eyes were like a deep pool of water, as "It was not fake." if could see they through her thoughts when they fell upon her.

"The fabric was of good quality, and the design was replicated based the bracelet that I had designed for your grandfather." If I didn't know that bracelet had been buried long ago, I would probably think that the one you have on your hand is the one I designed for your grandfather.

I always felt that Bruno had something more to say in his words.

There were emotions in his eyes that she couldn't understand. Hazel repeatedly reviewed the things she had heard after entering the room.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration crossed my mind.

Hazel learned to speak slowly like him and asked, "Bruno, I want to know if there was any fabric left from the one my grandfather gave you back then." Bruno: "Not bad, there is still half a piece left." Such good material, he was unwilling to waste even a bit, and he took into account the minimum amount of loss during the initial design stage.

From the design of the blueprint, the material selection, the, ction, the cutting of the materials, to the final product, Bruno this one and only perfect bracelet. spent a whole year to create That was the most satisfying work of his life.

At the moment when he learned that he would be buried together with Marlon's wife, there was still sregret in his heart, and this perfect work was thus sealed.

Hazel asked again, “Did you also give my grandfather the drawings when you designed the bracelet?"

Bruno, who had not yet grasped the meaning behind her words, instantly o'm regained clarity in his eyes upon hearing Hazel's subsequent question. He raised an eyebrow and said, "Are you doubting that the bracelet in your hand was a counterfeit made by your grandfather, commissioned by someone else according to my design?" Upon hearing Bruno's words earlier, Hazel's mind started to speculate that the bracelet had been buried with her grandmother's attire and crown.

According to what Hazel learned from her mother, her grandfather would never be able to retrieve a burial item from his wife's grave, even if he needed a special key to unlock all his wealth. But this bracelet happened to be exactly the sas the one Bruno designed for his grandfather.

63.0% < Chapter 327 Fake There were only two possibilities that existed.

One day, Bruno's design blueprint was stolen, and someone used the blueprint to create a counterfeit, aiming to replicate the perfect bracelet It is also possible that...

The fabric was the sfabric, and the design was also the sblueprint, both of which were in the hands of her grandfather.

So the possibility of him subsequently hiring skilled craftsmen to make another key for himself does exist.

After all, the bracelet held extraordinary significance for him.

Suddenly! There ca sound of something heavy falling outside the window.

Hazel and Bruno exchanged a glance and immediately went to the window to check the situation.

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