Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 295

Despite everything, hearing Astrid’s fierce, protective voice made me smile inside. The scandals hadn’t broken her spirit. She was still my fierce, loyal friend.

“Mrs. Knox.”

I jumped, not realizing Blake had approached. He stood a few feet away, hands in his pockets, studying me with that penetrating. gaze I knew too well.

“You heard what was said on that call,” he stated rather than asked.

“Pretty hard not to,” I replied, raising an eyebrow.

With Astrid’s volume, pretending otherwise would’ve been ridiculous.

Blake narrowed his eyes. “The similarities between your designs and my late wife’s work are striking. Care to explain?”

“Explain what, exactly?” I countered.

The similarities had shocked me too when I first saw Evelyn’s designs. What she created mirrored my own style in so many ways, yet with distinct differences in the details. It was as though we’d shared the same creative instincts despite never meeting.

connection, perhaps? We’d both independently fallen in love with jewelry design, both developed similar aesthetic principles. To an outsider, it might

I could say more. “You show up here talking collaboration, then accuse my wife of plagiarism? Is this how Parker

“If you question my wife’s

deny the resemblance to Audrey Sinclair’s designs. All I’m asking for is your

here’s my question for you, Mr. Parker – your

her? Her techniques? Her

drained from Blake’s face. His arrogance shattered

mouth opened, closed, then opened again.

I’d struck a nerve.

noticed how much I loved designing jewelry. Never asked about my process or what

I said, the word sharp with disbelief. “You supposedly loved your ex-wife enough to try killing

can’t even tell me what she was passionate about. You don’t know the first

me of stealing from someone you never bothered to understand.

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Blake’s POV

I closed my eyes.

this way would be out of my