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?'

discovered who dug up your works from the past few

“Who?”

“Your mother.”

as a glint of fury

aware that she had gone too far with the joke. “Stepmother,” she corrected hurriedly. “Your stepmother. It was that woman, Beatrice, who had dug up your designs from the past few years. She had also spent

intent as she remembered

daughter duo again.

a horde of reporters is coming to the hotel. Go to my room.

do. Find out from the reporters who

taught you over the years has not gone

“All right.”

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

and some rope at the ready.

to receive them. She then secured the grappling hook on the

ten seconds of tethering between life and death, she landed on her feet on the grass

figure below, who had swiftly disappeared at the end of the flower

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

he is? He wouldn't have ended up

hour later, the doorbell of Suite 502 in

not the fault of security downstairs for failing to stop them. It was due to the overwhelming influence of

rushed in like a

the door opened, a series of

Click! Click!

were photographing madly before ascertaining the

you still adamant that you did not commit

court has passed the preliminary verdict that you're guilty of plagiarism, Ms. Jefferson. What kind of

partners are discussing terminating their contracts with you and requesting that you pay for the substantial losses. How are you going to

not be allowed to return to the design industry for as long

and smiled. “Are you going to interview me? If so, please ask me questions I

corridor was

hell

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