Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 392 One Rotten Apple Spoils the Whole Barrel

“Take it easy. I have a feeling they’ve come prepared, so we’d better not fall into their trap.” Felicia patted Anastasia’s shoulder.

After entering the conference room, Anastasia looked toward the five people sitting there. There were two lawyers, two Savill staff, and the director.

“Are you Anastasia Tillman, the person who stole my designer’s work?” George sneered as soon as he saw Anastasia.

At that, Anastasia stared coldly at him. “On what basis do you say that?”

“We have proof, of course. In fact, you replicated nearly the whole of my designer’s piece and submitted it to the show.”

“I know well if I’ve done so.” Anastasia continued to stare coldly at George, not intimidated at all.

to Anastasia. “Miss Tillman, why don’t you take a look at these two pieces first? One of them is our designer’s drawing and the other one

seeing the sketches. They were

is my work. You guys stole it!” Anastasia retorted as

enough, Miss Tillman, and that you want to establish your reputation as a designer by plagiarizing my designer’s work,” George said

Felicia stood up for Anastasia. “That’s where you’re wrong. Miss Tillman is our

you did. What’s more, the finished product was placed in our company’s display case last month. However, Miss Tillman submitted her sketch on the twelfth of this month. According to the timeline,

Anastasia held her breath, shocked that

grim as well. She remembered that Anastasia had keyed her piece into the company’s system on the second of

she still trusted that Anastasia wouldn’t do something

piece, apologize to Savill publicly on behalf of Bourgeois, and compensate for our loss. Otherwise, we will pursue

on, and he even concluded

into this before giving you an answer.

I’ll give you until 3.00PM tomorrow.” George added

the door closed behind her. How did Savill manage to

her design, for she had sketched it out with her own hands. In fact, that piece came to her when she sat alone until late at night under the