Chapter 399

Aaron was perplexed by Sophia's reaction: "Obviously, someone sent it to me. Why are you asking?"

Sophia didn't answer him. She just gave him the stare-down, "Who told you this was the design for the Frost family's holiday resort?"

Aaron felt a bit queasy hearing that: "What are you implying? That I'm not capable of getting the Frost family's designs?"

Sophia realized that rational communication with Aaron was futile.

She gave him a sharp glance. "Right, and where did you find this counterfeit design? It can't possibly be the Frost family's design."

"How could it not be? Mr. Gellar sent it to me, and he would never fool me with a fake."

Aaron insisted, now defensively agitated, "I've been involved in this project for ages; do you think I don't know it when I see it? You don't know anything and you're deciding it's a fake? Do you think you're the only one with any sense?"

Sophia remained unaffected by his rage, simply replying with a calm demeanor, "You might consider someone a buddy, but it doesn't mean they regard you as a friend. Given the Frost family's background, how could such critical design plans be handed around so casually?"

"Mr. Frost trusted Mr. Gellar to take on the build since they were tight. Naturally, he got an early peek at the blueprints to lend a hand, what's casual about that?" Aaron snorted coldly at Sophia, "For someone who studied design, you sure haven't seen much of the world. The project's been filed and recorded officially, it's a done deal. The groundwork is just a matter of time, why worry about plans getting snatched?"

Sophia shot him a look: "I see."

She said her goodbyes to Aaron, picked up Theresa, and walked away.

"That's it? You're leaving?" Aaron was dumbfounded.

back and forth without getting a clear

and quickly

you at least give

"If you're capable, go bid on it yourself. Nobody

saying this, Sophia carried Theresa downstairs and

Sophia still felt heavy-hearted, her mind swarming with the design on Aaron's phone and his

be sure if the Frost

was hard to discern the truth from the fabrication with

for him to be deceived by those he considered more competent, accepting their words as the ultimate truth. She couldn't rule out

remained-how on earth did her design plans end up

was highly improbable that her computer had been

her computer in her small two-bedroom studio; she hadn't used the

wouldn't take her designs to

had his

Don, but that was based on trust

possibility was the design Theresa

Theresa lost was the one for

besides the resort plans, there were other sketches she hadn't paid much attention to. She didn't remember them all that well, but the resort project was dear to her and stood out in her memory, since it

Theresa, or it was carried away by a gust a wind to some

she had not looked under the sofa or behind the fridge where things could hide, or

mind set on taking Theresa away, she didn't bother looking. And by the time the departure fell through, and Louis had confirmed the

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