Stubborn as a Dead Duck!

“Perhaps this item is a counterfeit,” Aunt Louise, amidst the crowd, couldn't help but voice her doubts.

She glanced up, wearing a smile that was more of a smirk, directed at Cynthia.

“If Miss. Sweeney had gifted it, there would be no issue, but if it was Miss. Shannon… it would be quite embarrassing.”

Others chimed in, their voices hushed.

“9.54 million is no small sum. Miss. Shannon has probably never seen that much money in her entire life.”

“In my opinion, there's no need for authentication. It's definitely a fake!”

Apart from the guests, everyone present was well aware of Cynthia's background.

She was nothing more than a lowly country girl who had miraculously managed to enter San Heith University.

Otherwise, she would never have had the chance to set foot in San Heith. She might have ended up marrying some old man in the countryside.