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.

“Miss Tillman, why don’t you take a look at these two pieces first? One of them is our

upon seeing the sketches. They were indeed identical with only differences in a few

stole it!” Anastasia retorted as she put the

to establish your reputation as a

for Anastasia. “That’s where you’re wrong. Miss Tillman is our most

you. Firstly, this piece is from our chief designer, Jacqueline Sherman. Secondly, she released it earlier than 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

on the second of this month and submitted the sketch to the show a week ago. Hence, the timing was very

she still trusted that Anastasia wouldn’t do something

Tillman, Savill will not tolerate such behavior. You have two options—take down your piece, apologize to Savill publicly on behalf of Bourgeois, and compensate for our loss. Otherwise, we will pursue your legal liability for plagiarizing our

on, and he even concluded that Anastasia was

“We need to dig into this before giving you an answer.

3.00PM tomorrow.” George added disdainfully, “How unfortunate for something

when the door closed behind her. How did Savill manage to display

was certain that was her design, for she had sketched it out with her own hands. In fact, that piece came to her when