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.

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

threw her head back and let out a loud, sharp laugh. "Evelyn, know your place. You're not even close to being able to stir things up in this

"And you, Mr. 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

anger, and I, feeling deflated, stood on the other. Officer Watson shifted his gaze from one side to the

saying, "Alright, since both parties have their claims, please show us your evidence so we can go over it and figure out who's

Caroline stiffened at that. They glanced at each other, a

me, but I believe only Ms. Wiley can provide, the evidence. She's the one