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Chapter 55 The World-Renowned Fashion Designer, Angel

As soon as Olivia said that, a deep man’s voice sounded from the opposite side of the room. “Do you still need to find somebody to cross-check the designs? I have your plum blossom-themed design with me right now. Curtis, show it to the audience!”

Thus, Curtis responded and took Eugene’s phone backstage.

When everybody looked over to see who it was, they were shocked to discover that it was Eugene Nolan.

Anna looked outraged. Who is that man? Why does he have a copy of the plum blossom-themed design? Isn’t that Olivia’s design? Or, is he just deliberately taking Olivia’s side?

shocked too. Why does Eugene have a copy of my

the confusion, a drawing of a design appeared on the large screen—it was the exact same design of the plum blossom-themed dress the model was wearing, without

designs of the four gentlemen of the seasons have been posted on the official website of the competition for more than a month! It’s possible that somebody stole it from me and placed it in their portfolio! How can you prove that this design was created before mine? Excuse me, mister, but please be a little more meticulous when you speak! Otherwise, I’m going

can see for yourself.” Then, he looked at Curtis. “Curtis, zoom

was enlarged, it clearly revealed that the date of delivery

his aura flared around him as he looked at Anna and said, “Do you see it clearly now? You started designing this in September this year. But, I received

could somebody else have the exact

a strong and calm appearance and furiously rebuked him, “Who are you? What relationship do you have with my sister? From how I see it, you are probably somebody my sister deliberately hired

past, your designs might not have been the best, but at least they were your original designs. Now, not only did you plagiarize my work, but you also falsely accused me. This isn’t just a matter of poor moral character anymore, it’s plain slander and false accusation. You wrote and acted out your own scripted play where I’m a horrible sister that picks on you. I’m sure it was all done to ensure that I don’t have any evidence to prove that this design is mine. That’s why you were so confident! Well, it’s a pity for you because I do have evidence!” After saying that, she used the grand competition’s special-use phone and dialed Kate’s number. “Kate, do you still