Chapter 237

"Vespera," Ziva said, tugging gently at Vespera's sleeve, her voice tinged with embarrassment. "Caelestia doesn't make clothes like this. They only do high-end custom pieces."

It sounded like she was just pointing out Vespera's mistake.

But the way she deliberately raised her voice, almost like she wanted everyone to see Vespera mess up.

A cold smile tugged at Vespera's lips. 'So this fake innocen