Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Caroline held her head up, looked around at everyone, and declared, "Ms. Fenton designed this gown herself 20 years ago but never released it. Evelyn Wiley doesn't know anything about design. "She's just looking for fame by ripping off the work of others but has the nerve to flaunt herself at Lendora Fashion Week. Unbelievable!"

I was totally lost.

"H-How is this even possible? How does Caroline have the same gown? Isn't she on our side? How could she be teaming up with Whitney?"

I bit my lip, my face drained of color. I was dying to know the reasons, too. But I couldn't waste time on that. I had to deal with what was right in front of me.

"Caroline, what is this nonsense? You stole my design, and now you're accusing me of plagiarism? How does that even make sense?" I did my best to keep my voice calm.

fame by plagiarizing from your betters. How shameless!" "Y-You're just making stuff up!" I trembled with rage. "All of my designs are the product of my hard work. I swear I've never plagiarized! And you're out here wearing my stolen gown-it's obvious you're the ones trying to set me

head back and let out a loud, sharp laugh. "Evelyn, know your place. You're not even close to being able to

Grayson, you're just a fool taken in by a pretty face. You're actually going to ruin your career for some trash?" Ethan's face

one side, while Ethan, burning with anger, and I, feeling

claims, please show us your evidence so we can go over it and figure

that. They glanced at each other, a brief

She's the one facing accusations