Chapter 1795

Kayla was busy cleaning mud stains from her pants, regretting her choice of white attire. Muttering complaints to herself, she assumed the approaching footsteps were from the restaurant staff. Only when she finished did she look up and see Marshall standing by the table.

Startled, Kayla cleared her throat and said, "You're here. Why didn’t you say anything?"

Marshall chuckled. "I wanted to hear what you were complaining about."

Kayla felt embarrassed at the thought of her criticizing the person who plagiarized her friend's work and Marshall for choosing the restaurant. She was annoyed that she had to walk the stretch of road and dirtied her pants on the way.

"I was mainly complaining because I dirtied my pants," she explained.

a chair and glanced at

eyes. "I don't usually act

came

up into Marshall's eyes, and her heart

rubbed her chest, thinking, 'Even if I didn’t like him, his looks would inevitably stir up some emotions. We're all visual creatures, after

you mentioned on the phone that you needed my help with something. What is it?" They ordered their

his phone. "Let's

Kayla nodded.

complicated. Kayla's high school classmate, now a web novelist, had her story plagiarized recently. The infringing party used her character settings and plot under the pretext of derivative work,

taken down. The plagiarizer felt cornered and made provocative statements under the accounts that were exposing her actions. She threatened and claimed the protection of copyright laws for her future original

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