Fiona Reiser's face turned as pale as paper, her fists balled tightly. Drawing in a deep breath, she realized the truth was now apparent to all. If she continued to argue, she would only make a laughingstock of herself and invite the dislike of the assembled crowd.
She knitted her brows, and spoke reluctantly, "Mr. Jones, I apologize. I honestly did not think that this necklace would be a counterfeit. After all, when my father purchased it, he spent 150 million dollars on it. He probably was swindled due to his lack of knowledge about jewels."
The crowd empathized and agreed, "Yes, with today's advanced techniques in jewelry imitation, it's hard for ordinary people to discern the real from the fake. Mr. Reiser only wished to present Miss Reiser with a piece of valuable jewelry, he did not foresee this unfortunate incident."
"This matter should not be blamed on Miss Reiser, she was oblivious to the truth!"
