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.

perhaps? We’d both independently fallen in love with jewelry design, both developed similar aesthetic principles. To an outsider, it might look like plagiarism, but I knew better. Neither

could say more. “You show up here talking collaboration,

men was palpable. “If you question my

Knox. But you can’t deny the resemblance to Audrey Sinclair’s designs. All I’m

his stare head-on. “I can absolutely explain my process. But here’s my question for you, Mr. Parker – your ex-wife is dead. Even if I explain everything, how

know what inspired her?

face. His arrogance shattered in

opened, closed, then opened

I’d struck a nerve.

designing jewelry. Never asked about my process or what inspired me. He’d lived

supposedly loved your ex-wife enough to try

my disgust. “But you can’t even tell me what she was passionate about. You don’t know the first thing about her

accusing me of stealing from someone you never bothered to understand.

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Blake’s POV

I closed my eyes.

way would be out