Alora had not put much thought into the gowns during their creation. Her only goal was to embarrass Liza in front of others. However, to her shock, Liza instantly spotted the flaws in the dresses. Now that the issue had been exposed, Alora knew she couldn’t admit to anything. Confessing would risk tarnishing her reputation and harming her studio’s image. Her voice trembled as she stammered, “Gavin… I really didn’t know. I always use high-quality materials. I can’t explain how the inner lining turned out so rough. It wasn’t intentional…” Liza’s lips curved into a faint, almost mocking smile. “Miss Alora, aren’t you a renowned designer with international acclaim? Surely someone of your stature can distinguish between silk and coarse fabric? If your standards as a designer are this poor, it’s truly laughable!” Henry was rendered speechless. For once, he couldn’t think of a way to defend Alora.Gavin’s voice was calm but icy. “Dispose of them all.” The butler promptly signaled for the gowns to be taken away. Alora’s eyes brimmed with tears. “Gavin, I spent countless hours working overtime to complete these gowns. I had to delegate parts of the process to others to meet the deadline. They must have swapped the fabrics without my knowledge to cut costs. I never meant for this to happen…” Gavin’s expression remained cold and indifferent, showing no sign of softening. Alora grew more frantic, her voice rising as she stomped her foot. “Gavin, we’ve known each other since childhood. You know the kind of person I am! Why would I ever want to harm anyone?” Liza’s gaze was steely as she interjected. “Miss Alora, did you ever stop to think about the consequences if I had actually worn those gowns?” Her tone was sharp, her words cutting. “This isn’t just a case of using the wrong fabric. Your intentions during the design process were far from pure.”It was clear to Liza that Alora’s entire act was a charade. Delivering the gowns in person was calculated, meant to project an image of generosity and kindness. Alora wanted everyone to see her as someone incapable of wrongdoing. Henry hesitated but still felt the need to defend her. He raised his voice. “Liza, isn’t this being a bit much? They’re just a few gowns! It’s not Sister Alora’s fault!” Tears streaked down Alora’s face as she sobbed softly. “Gavin, I only wanted to get the gowns done quickly, so I entrusted parts of the work to others. I never imagined this would happen…” Just then, The butler rushed in. “Madam, someone’s looking for you.” Liza nodded. “Let them in.” Liza gave a small nod. "Let them in." Moments later, a sophisticatedly dressed woman entered, accompanied by several staff members. In her hands, she carried an elegant golden box. She stepped forward and asked respectfully, "Which one of you is Miss Liza? These are the jewelry sets designed for you. There are 12 sets in total. I hope they meet your expectations." As soon as she finished speaking, the staff opened the box to reveal its contents. The room instantly brightened as the dazzling jewelry caught everyone’s attention. The intricate designs and brilliance of the pieces left everyone in awe. Compared to the stunning display, Alora's gowns appeared utterly lackluster. For a moment, Alora stood frozen, as if struck by a heavy blow. Carty was a highly celebrated jewelry designer, revered both nationally and internationally. Her creations were masterpieces, often described as works of art, and owning her designs was a mark of prestige. Yet, here was Liza, receiving 12 full sets of Yun Chu’s exclusive designs! Henry stared at the jewelry, his face filled with confusion. "Sister Alora, isn’t Liza supposed to be struggling financially? I heard she even relies on Gavin to buy clothes. How could someone like Caty design jewelry for her?"Alora's expression stiffened. She tried to maintain her composure, but the awkwardness in her demeanor was unmistakable. Her nails dug sharply into her palms as she muttered through clenched teeth, "The clothes I designed… clearly can’t compare to Caty jewelry. I’ll go back and rework them. Excuse me." Covering her face with her hands, Alora turned to leave, her voice trembling as a few tears escaped her eyes. “Gavin, I know you’re still upset with me, but… it’s been such a long time since we last saw each other. Can’t you forgive me? I returned to the country for you, hoping to mend things between us… “Maybe I was just being foolish,” she added bitterly, forcing a weak smile. Gavin’s gaze was calm, but there was no warmth in it. Alora took his silence as a sign of hesitation and began to step closer, emboldened. But before she could say another word, Gavin’s cold voice cut through the tension. "I never asked you to return." His words were sharp and unyielding. "Your brother, handed the entire Clint Family business to me so I could help you establish your career abroad. He sacrificed all his resources to ensure you’d have a comfortable life overseas. You had everything you needed there. Coming back wasn’t necessary." Alora’s face turned ashen. "Escort the guest out," Gavin instructed the butler, his tone final. Henry , who had been silent until now, immediately protested. "Brother, how can you do this? Sister Alora just got back, and you’re already asking her to leave?"