Chapter 833: The Ex-Wives’ Divine Assist
Chapter 833: The Ex-Wives’ Divine Assist
At this moment, products on the second floor are being showcased one after another, with an executive picking up the microphone to make introductions.The copy and slogans are crafted by professionals, combined with the product’s design, what appears on the big screen is eye-catching.
Additionally, since the prices are much lower than those of Kingston Group’s jewelry, many customers still choose R-Alan.
A professional among the customers speaks up, "This diamond’s quality is quite good; it’s from Zulmar."
"The design is quite innovative, to my surprise," another person expresses satisfaction, "I came here specifically for the Zulmar diamonds today."
Hence, people start competing for purchasing spots.
"President Ingram, someone wants to bid on our products," someone reports from the railings.
At this time, Lydia Ingram is staring unwaveringly at the scene at the center of the stage downstairs!
From his position, it’s just right to see Newsom’s hands; cheating would be hard!
Thinking, Justin Kingston can’t save himself this time.
Lydia Ingram slightly curls the corner of her lips, glancing at the police at the door, and says blandly, "Then let it sell, why report? The highest bidder wins."
At this time, Joe also turns and heads toward the stage, representing President Ingram to handle some related matters, "Do not disturb President Ingram anymore, President Ingram is observing."
"Yes."
On the first floor, the appraisal is still tense, everyone is expectantly looking at the exhibit.
The products on the second floor have already gone on sale, and the executives at R-Alan Group are all excited.
However, by this time Finn Morgan is no longer beside the first-floor exhibit.
Just as R-Alan’s products are selling like hotcakes—
Nine exquisitely dressed women descend from the third floor, their red lips dazzling, and their steps graceful.
They stand in a line on the curved staircase, overlooking the second-floor exhibit from a commanding height.
Their age range is a bit broad, but besides all being Lydia Ingram’s ex-wives, they have one thing in common—they all hold a megaphone!
"Oh! I say, you consumers! You really have big hearts!"
Everyone turns their heads at the sound, faces full of confusion and bewilderment.
Nine women are standing by the railing, the leading one with a mocking expression, shouting, "Lydia Ingram making a series about true love, really takes one to make and another to buy! Don’t you know how many ex-wives he has?"
Lydia Ingram’s eyebrows narrow, utterly stunned!
Just then, the second ex-wife, holding a megaphone, continues, "I say, you young people buying these for your girlfriends, aren’t you afraid of breaking up? What good omen can a man married ten times bring you?"
"Do you know who we are?" the third ex-wife asks with a smile, "We’re all Lydia Ingram’s ex-wives! We’re here today to help everyone cut their losses!"
At this point, Lydia Ingram’s face turns green with anger!
Joe’s face darkens, quickly instructing the bodyguards, "Go stop them! Quickly!"
The women are standing in a row at the curved glass railing, becoming a highlight, and they’ve all dressed elaborately, as if attending a grand occasion!
No one at R-Alan Group refutes them, including Lydia Ingram.
So the customers subconsciously believe the women’s words.
"A man who’s been married ten times is making a true love series! Hahaha!" someone starts laughing.
Following that, the women throw their heads back in uproarious laughter!
"Hahaha!"
Their voices coming from the megaphones are like ghosts, enchanting and eerie!
There aren’t many customers on the second floor, and the journalists are only a fifth of those downstairs.
So when the journalists spot the highlight, they rush toward the line of women, taking close-ups from different angles.
Lydia Ingram, eyes wide, clenched fists in anger, grinds teeth with bodyguards, "Why are you all just standing there dumbfounded?! Get them out of here!!"
As soon as she speaks, it further confirms the women’s identity as ex-wives.
This brings all the customer buyers back to their senses—
"Lydia Ingram has quite a marriage history!" a customer shouts, "Buying things from his store might bring bad luck! Don’t be surprised if you divorce eight times!"
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