Chapter 89

Bailey raised her eyebrows and smiled.

“Don't worry. Artemis knows what to do, and he will not blame you. Besides, I can't back out of this even if I want to. The large compensation will force me into submission if we don't clarify this matter. It's the same as showing up in court and letting them defame me. Think about it. I can hit them all in the face with the verdict when it comes out. It's going to be fun.”

“You're going too far,” Xavier chastised in amusement. “Serves them right for being dumb enough for you to toy with. It's funny how they want to pick a fight with you despite being too stupid to follow through.”

“Why don't you sneak back here? I'll take you for a show,” she offered with a smirk.

Xavier was rendered speechless.

“Hang on. I have an incoming call. Help me take care of business at Archulea, and I'll treat you to dinner when I'm there.”

“No problem.”

After ending the first call, Bailey answered another one.

“Somebody leaked your whereabouts, Ms. Jefferson. A large crowd of reporters is on their way to Century Hotel. Would you like to retreat?”

Hearing that, Bailey narrowed her eyes. She did not who the person who called her.

The caller seemed to have sensed her deliberation. “Mr. Luther sent me to protect you from the shadows, Ms. Jefferson. There's no need to be wary of my words.”

“All right, I got it. Don't stop them. Let them come in.”

“Huh?” The man on the other end was baffled. Ms. Jefferson has an unorthodox way of thinking. No wonder they feel so good about themselves after committing plagiarism. I could never understand people whose brains are wired this way.

“I said, let them come in.”

“Oh, all right.”

After hanging up, Bailey swiftly packed up her belongings before heading next door.

Opening the door, Juliana uttered, “I was just about to come to you, Master.”

“Is something the matter?'

dug up your works from the

“Who?”

“Your mother.”

of fury

corrected hurriedly. “Your stepmother. It was that woman, Beatrice, who had dug up your designs from the

eyes flashed with murderous intent as she remembered Xavier's call

duo again. I've tolerated

got it. Somebody leaked my whereabouts, and now a horde of reporters is coming to the hotel. Go to my room. You

reporters who leaked your whereabouts to them,

you over the years has not gone to waste. I'll take my leave, then. You settle

“All right.”

the window, pushed it open, and peered down. Though the height was frightening enough for ordinary people, it was child's play for a

hook and some

them. She then secured the grappling

and death, she landed on her feet

widened as she admired the slim figure below, who had

in the world combined were still not worthy of such a stellar woman as her

is? He wouldn't have ended up sleeping with Master had he not taken advantage of

of Suite 502 in

for failing to

rushed in like a pack of rabid dogs who

soon as the door opened, a series of

Click! Click!

photographing madly before ascertaining the person

that you did

plagiarism, Ms. Jefferson. What kind

design, Ms. Jefferson. Your partners are discussing terminating their contracts with you and requesting that you pay for the substantial losses. How are you going to deal with these

to the design industry for as long as you live. Do you regret ruining your life by plagiarizing for a moment of

the room and smiled. “Are you going to interview me? If

corridor was

the hell is

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