Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 144

Everything unfolded as I had anticipated. No sooner had I left the Ferguson Group than whispers began to spread like wildfire through the industry circles.

I called Mark, who hadn’t made a move. It was clear Margaret had been the one to set the rumor mill churning. [The Ferguson Group’s Assistant Director, accused of plagiarism.]

And, as expected, the majority jumped on the bandwagon. After all, Margaret was the first to submit her design proposal.

The disdain for such acts ran deep, and the accusations hurle my way were vile.

[Copycat! You don’t deserve to be in this field. Get out of the de gn world!]

[Stealing someone else’s hard work. Hope your whole family rots.]

[Shameless! You’d dare steal from your own company. What a pace of work this Jane is]

Just as I was about to shut off my phone, the company’s official account posted a notice. It stated that Margaret and I would present ourselves at the headquarters the next day to settle this plagiarism dispute, inviting industry beers to join the spectacle.

The next day, I got up early, ensured my makeup was flawless, and stepped out in my heels.

When I arrived, a crowd of onlookers, and Mark, who was waiting for me, had already gathered at the entrance.

Carrying my bag, I walked over and greeted him with a smile. “Hey, Mark.”

His voice was warm. “All set?”

“Absolutely!” I grinned, about to head to the elevator, with him when a commotion at the entrance caught my attention.

instinctively, just in time to see a

and opened the door for Margaret, who emerged in a stunning white dress!

gesture was touching, indeed sending a car to bring Margaret over.

distraction, Mark called

within me, I forced a smile. “Yeah, let’s

everyone there, Margaret suddenly

confusion. “You were once so talented in design. Why stoop to copying mine?” I scoffed. “Who’s the

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card, Margaret said, “We didn’t have to escalate it to this. Just apologize to me, and neither Bry nor I

ME

do you think that, by submitting your design first, the other

second before asking. “What are you getting

what I mean.” I didn’t bother with her any further, joining

the drama, networking was always a plus. Opportunits like

caught bits of conversation sealing the verdict:

arrived in? That’s one of Mr. Ferguson’s rides

in the Ferguson Group that

my opinion, she’s the victim. Why would the wife of the CEO stoop to plagiarism over something so

Design Department before. Surely, her skills surpass an assistant director’s!”

influence was implicitly backing Margaret. I didn’t know if Margaret asked for this, or Bryant

Mark strode into the room, and his presence commanded a chilly

“Mr. Larson!”