Chapter 69
Lily glanced at home and thought, Did Til really give me a fake saffron? Is she looking down on me?
Esme, looking pale, quickly shook her head and said, “Mrs. Lily, don’t listen to him. The Russell family has always been loyal to the Tudor family. I respect you deeply!” She desperately wanted to be part of the Tudor family. How could they look down on them?
Esme bit her lip, pointed at the instrument in Elizabeth’s hand, and said, “This is genuine, rare saffron! It can’t be fake! There must be something wrong with her hands on it?” Yeah, it had to be the instrument. She couldn’t get the real tare sallion, so it was impossible for a useless person such as Elizabeth to get her kan.
Thinking this, Esme glared at Elizabeth and accused, “You tampered with the instrument!” She couldn’t believe Elizabeth had the rare sallion! She’d been bragging about getting the saffron in front of Elizabeth, and now it was in Elizabeth’s hands! Had Elizabeth had it all along? Had she been mocking her? Wasn’t this a huge humiliation?!
“This is a nationally certified instrument, guaranteed to be genuine,” Fella said seriously. I don’t believe it. Esme needed more time until Alexander could help her. ‘Unless…’ Labun had a master appraiser, Leonard Robinson! He could tell at a glance if something was genuine! Whether he’d seen the rare saffron wasn’t important. What mattered was that inviting him would buy her time, and Alexander would come to help her.
“Unless Leonard Robinson says the saffron I gave is fake, I won’t admit it!” Esme said confidently. Everyone looked at each other and murmured, “Leonard?” Elizabeth squinted and smiled, “That old weirdo?”
“Leonard is an academician! How can you call him an old weirdo?” someone in the crowd scolded. Elcabeth didn’t care and looked at Lily, saying, “Grandma, since Mrs. Russell tampered with the instrument, why not invite Leonard to tell the real from the…”
Just then, a dignified voice came from outside the door. Everyone turned to look. It’s Lily’s birthday, and you’re all making such a fuss, what is…
An elderly gentleman in a black suit—Leonard—stood there, leaning on a cane, looking serious. Fame was stunned. How did Leonard get here so quickly? Following Leonard was Blake Tudor, Alexander’s father, who had just gone to pick him up. Seeing Leonard, Lily immediately went to greet him, smiling. “Leonard!” They hugged, clearly old friends! They were college classmates and lifelong friends but kept it low-key.
Fame had miscalculated. “What’s going on at this birthday party?” Leonard was displeased. “Exactly, can’t get any peace!” Blake added unhappily.
“Leonard, we didn’t mean to argue, but there are two saffrons here, and one is rare! Can you help us tell which one is real?” someone asked. Leonard frowned. “Two saffrons?”
Everyone made way, and Leonard saw Elizabeth by the table. His eyes lit up with surprise, and he was about to greet her. Elizabeth shook her head and gave Leonard a look. Now wasn’t the time for greetings! Leonard understood and went straight to the two saffrons.
Esme quickly introduced herself, “Hello Leonard, I’m Esme from the Russell family! My father is Stephen Russell!” Leonard glanced at her and responded calmly, “I’ve heard of him.” Eme felt a bit awkward. Stephen, the president of the Russell Group, was from one of the four major…