Chapter 114
Chapter 114:
She jabbed a finger at me. “You stared at my screen earlier. You stared at the pieces when they were boxed up and shipped off. You knew what was going to happen. That brand’s so tiny, only another designer would have recognized it.” She took a step forward, shouting now. “You didn’t care about the fallout. You just wanted revenge. You’ve trashed me, and now you’re tanking the whole company p>
Murmurs rippled. A couple of girls behind Violet were whispering and side-eyeing me.
I barked out a laugh. “I’m tanking the company? Did I hold a gun to your head and force you to plagiarize the designs p>
Violet sniffled. “I had no choice. Eliza’s standards were insane. I didn’t want the company to get sued p>
“She’s not wrong,” someone muttered. “Eliza made her revise the sketchbook like sixteen times. She was pulling out chunks of hair by the end p>
“Oh, I see. So now she’s some martyr? If she was trying to save the company, then everything can be forgiven, even plagiarism? Are you serious right now p>
“Someone’s structure, but you don’t rip off their whole clasp system, their gemstone orientation, their bloody pearl detailing.” I stared down the girl who spoke up for Violet until she shrank away.
“I didn’t post anything,” I said. “I noticed you copied the design, yeah, but only just now. I haven’t had time to go to the bathroom, let alone upload shit online p>
“Liar!” Violet was losing it.
“Eliza’s face gets plastered all over the internet every time she sneezes. Given time, anyone could have spotted the identical designs. It was bound to happen p>
“No,” Violet said, shaking her head stubbornly. “No one would recognize that brand unless they were looking for it p>
She stalked over and grabbed my phone off the desk. “Just give me your phone! I’ll prove it p>
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I lunged after her.
She dodged left, phone still in her grip.
“Give it back. You’re out of your fucking mind p>
“I have to check it p>
I twisted her wrist so hard her bone might have snapped. She was forced to let go.
Violet howled in pain. “You won’t do it because you’re guilty! If you’re so innocent, prove it! Show everyone your phone p>
“I don’t have to prove anything. It’s you who p>
“Enough p>
Savannah thumped her fist on the desk.
A mug jumped up and crashed to the floor with a thud, silencing everyone.
Violet turned to her. “You saw that, right? She panicked. She’s hiding something p>