The middle-aged woman's panic skyrocketed when Wyatt pressed her for the truth. Torn between sticking to her previous story or coming clean, Wyatt's stern gaze sent shivers down her spine, making it crystal clear what he meant by "the truth."

Thinking quickly on her feet, she said, "It was just yesterday when she came to drop off her artwork. After asking the receptionist a question, she came looking for me. She asked for a little favor - to sneak a peek at Zoey's submissions. Since I'm in charge of handling and organizing the submissions, I knew exactly which piece was Zoey's. She looked at me with such earnest eyes, I just... I caved, and I showed her Zoey's design."

Her explanation was far more coherent this time around.

Thalassa, visibly agitated, stepped forward and exclaimed, "That's a blatant lie! I never approached you, nor did I ask for any such thing!"

"The janitor was there cleaning; she heard everything. She can vouch for me," the woman said, a mix of panic and confidence in her voice.

Thalassa's brows furrowed deeply at this, and then Wyatt commanded, "Bring the janitor here."

No sooner had he spoken than someone arrived with the janitor, as if they had been prepared for this moment.

Upon seeing the janitor, Thalassa was flabbergasted. The woman, named Daryl, was a young janitor she recognized from her days at the Sinclair group!

three years, Daryl was still in the

conversation just now from outside. Yes, I did hear

could Daryl

"Mr. Sinclair, it's clear now. Ms. Everhart deliberately viewed Zoey's designs yesterday, copied them overnight, and submitted them as her

of a deliberate set-up dawned on Thalassa. They

whirlwind

false accusation stand. Not only would it be unfair to her,

just about her; it was about her and Lysander standing or

to suppress Lysander, who had a promising jewelry project in the works,

even contending for the

pretext to claim Lysander was past his prime, unfit for his role in

killing two birds with one

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