Chapter 663:

“You, Alice! Everyone thought you were some giant in global design, but in the end, MCN just had to flash some cash, and you sold your soul! Lining your pockets and twisting facts to help crooks—how could you?” Larkin’s voice shook, his anger rattling every limb as he kept pointing at Alice.

Next, Vance’s outrage took center stage. “Ms. Byrd, I can hardly believe this! You’ve thrown away your reputation for a quick profit? Is this really how a respected master of international fashion design behaves?”

Maia’s lips pressed together in a thin line, her stare icy as it swept over the two men. Scorn flickered in her eyes, layered with open mockery.

“How pathetic.”

She didn’t bother raising her voice, but the words cut sharply through the tense air and reached every corner of the room.

Without missing a beat, Maia turned their accusations around and retorted, “Larkin, you call yourself president of the Wront Fashion Association, yet here you are—trading your dignity for cash, fabricating rumors, attacking MCN, and twisting the facts. Tell me, do you feel no shame? Does this suit your station as president?”

sooner had Maia spoken than a hush swept over the hall.

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words left his lips than the entire hall buzzed with hushed whispers and

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