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Tracy Swift looked at Madam Mamet with unease. Wasn’t it said that Madam Mamet wasn’t in good health? How come she seemed to have no problem at all?

Having put away the two calligraphies, Sir Tangi took a breath and stepped forward: “Grandma.”

Madam Mamet did not even deign to give him a glance, and directly waved warmly towards Caleb and Xaviera Evans, “Caleb, Xaviera, come to grandma.”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Boyd Drew’s facial expression suddenly froze, but it quickly returned to normal.

Everyone expressed their sympathy for him. “What’s the use of Madam Mamet favoring this grandson and granddaughter-in-law? The most important birthday gift was a counterfeit! In contrast, Mr. Drew put his heart into it, but Madam Mamet didn’t care at all.”

“This gift is from Mrs. Mamet, but Mr. Caleb Mamet definitely saw it before it left the house. They must have randomly taken it from the storeroom without any preparation. To be honest, Mr. Caleb Mamet isn’t as filial as Mr. Drew.”

Madam Mamet just sat down and heard the gossip of the crowd. Annoyed, she frowned, “If you want to talk, say it louder. What whispering looks like!”

No one dared to speak up, but Tobey Swift took courage and said: “Madam Mamet, I heard that you like Sir Whitman’s work. My sister gave you a ‘Thousand Character Longevity’ as a gift.”

Madam Mamet showed no expression, only slightly nodding her head, “Hmm, it’s a waste of money.”

Tobey Swift saw Madam Mamet’s coldness. Her sister presented the treasured calligraphy work, and she was indifferent to it, but she smiled at Xaviera Evans who presented a counterfeit. Tobey could not help but feel angry and blurted out, “Madam Mamet, Mrs. Mamet also gave you a ‘Thousand Character Longevity’ just now!”

Upon hearing it, Madam Mamet’s eyes suddenly turned icy, “So what?”

Tobey Swift trembled with fear but still plucked up courage and said, “Mrs. Mamet and my sister gave the same piece of work. Sir Tangi has already identified it and confirmed that the one from Mrs. Mamet is a counterfeit. She disrespected you by giving a counterfeit on your birthday!”

After listening, Madam Mamet’s expression remained indifferent, without any change. After a brief silence, she suddenly smiled slightly, which surprised everyone present.

Boyd Drew scanned the group of Caleb and others, and couldn’t help frowning. Caleb had always been calm and collected, but Yigol Mamet couldn’t keep secrets. If he had known that Xaviera was wronged, he would have defended her. However, Yigol Mamet was currently sitting in a chair leisurely drinking coffee, looking unbothered.

How could Yigol Mamet not be anxious knowing that Xaviera was wronged? Could it be that they had evidence to prove that the work in Xaviera’s hands was genuine?

That’s impossible!

He had already investigated that there was only one calligraphy expert attending the banquet, Sir Tangi. Others who stood up to defend her naturally would not be persuasive unless Sir Whitman crawled out of the grave!

Sir Whitman?

Boyd Drew suddenly thought of something. His gaze fell on the Jaak family couple. If he remembered correctly, Mrs. Jaak was Sir Whitman’s daughter. The couple had just accompanied Madam Mamet into the banquet hall.

At this moment, Madam Mamet ordered, “Bring the two ‘Thousand Character Longevity’ pieces!”

Tracy Swift, feeling guilty, hurriedly said, “Madam Mamet, Sir Tangi has already identified those two works. There is no need to bother, after all, he…”

“What? Do I need your approval to do things?” Madam Mamet’s sharp gaze swept across the room, scaring Tracy Swift into lowering her head.

Although Sir Mamet was ignorant and only concerned about eating, drinking and enjoying, he managed everything at home and in the company. Therefore, she was the supreme existence in the family. Even though she was sick, no one could shake her position.

Guests quickly explained, “Madam Mamet, this Miss Swift is a noble lady from Imperial City. She can’t possibly send a counterfeit, and the Swift Family would never dare to offend you like this!”

With a serious expression, Madam Mamet said, “I trust my own eyes more than Miss Swift. Mrs. Jaak, please explain to everyone.”

Everyone looked puzzled. Xenia in the crowd winked at Xaviera and then showed a cunning smile.

Mrs. Jaak was Xenia’s mother. She had a gentle temperament, elegant, and was a gentle elder. She slowly walked forward, her eyes falling on Tracy Swift, “Miss Swift, do you think your ‘Thousand Character Longevity’ is genuine?”