Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 140: You Are A Plagiarist

The next day, Natalie arrived at her office. The moment she stepped out of the car, reporters swarmed around her. John immediately positioned himself beside her, his cold and menacing gaze warning the crowd to keep their distance.

The reporters, sensing the tension, maintained a safe space but bombarded her with questions as if she had committed a crime.

"Ms. Natalie, is it true that you created the perfume for the new company and made Victor the face of it? What are you trying to accomplish?"

"This new perfume of yours is called Spark of True Love. Are you qualified to name it that when you have no connection to true love and are known to betray your lover?"

"Ms. Natalie, where did you steal this perfume formula from this time? Was it your sister’s, or someone else’s?"

"As a plagiarist, why should we trust you to sell anything?"

"Are you using Victor’s image to sideline your scandal of plagiarism in the past and make people believe in you?"

"Just because it’s Victor who is representing this perfume, do you believe no one would question your credibility?"

"Even though you’re a model for the official photoshoot, what makes you think you deserve to be the face of it? Aren’t you worried about enraging Victor’s fans and cause yourself a loss?’

"Do you think you’re better than professional models now that so many rich men seem to be chasing after you?"

giving you this confidence? Which rich man—or should we

pleasing these

your husband okay with your

remained calm, her expression unbothered. Meanwhile, John, though seething with anger, restrained himself, having been

your answers," a reporter pressed

looked at him with a composed gaze, as if all their ridiculous questions were insignificant. "Do you think I have ten mouths to answer all of you at once?

her calm yet sharp response. She wasn’t wrong, after

she asked, scanning the crowd before pointing to one reporter. "You. Ask

clearly got them. She was clearly not afraid of being questioned.

"Ms. Natalie, you’ve been accused of plagiarism in the past. How can we be sure that this product is yours and not

creating perfumes for Brown Industries’ cosmetics department for over two years, and none of you ever questioned my work then," Natalie replied calmly. "Wasn’t it my creation that saved Browns from going bankrupt? Are you only questioning me now because this perfume is

how can we trust

know once the product is out," Natalie

plagiarize from this time? Your sister Briena, who’s known as the young perfume

to face him, recognizing him as one of Sephina Ford’s lackeys. "Are you sure she’s Aroma?" Natalie asked,

pretend you don’t know and make me repeat what

was the one who plagiarized my formulas and declared herself as Aroma?" She turned to the camera, her gaze unwavering. "If Briena Ford is truly Aroma, the young perfume prodigy, why hasn’t she created any new perfumes all these years? Was

"Ms. Natalie, are you claiming you are Aroma, and

I need to make it clearer?" Natalie replied, her

this claim?" the reporter who had smirked at her earlier asked, challenging her. "Without