Cai Hong, who was also a jewelry designer, recognized Master Vankaf at a glance and stood there speechless for a moment.
She was somewhat famous among jewelry designers, but compared to a top-level master like Vankaf, she was far from his league.
Vankaf had deep-set features and a tall nose, a Caucasian man in his forties or fifties.
He immediately noticed the damaged bracelet on the tray.
Li Hongsheng had been observing until a commanding man suddenly appeared, claiming the buyer had receipts, and even brought Master Vankaf in person.
Although Li Hongsheng did not recognize Vankaf, judging by Cai Hong's reaction, he knew it could not be mistaken—they were peers after all. If it were not her, she would have spoken up by now.
"Who damaged this!" Vankaf spoke in a foreign accent, his deep eyes filled with anger.
Every piece he designed was like his own child, so naturally, seeing his work damaged like this made him extremely angry!
The very angry kind!