The Queen's Back

Maxwell propped up a black umbrella and walked out with his hands on Mona's shoulder. The big umbrella blocked the rain and wind, but it couldn't hide the disappointment in Mona's heart. As Maxwell trod on, leaving footprints on the flat ground, the cold rain wet the hem of Maxwell's pants and Mona's skirt. It was nippy, and the tips of her toes were cold from the wind. Someone had thrown the roses that Maxwell gave to Mona onto the floor.

They were scattered all over the ground, and the delicate petals were stained with mud, just like Mona's heart at that very moment.

Molly stood in a corner and watched as Mona and Maxwell left. She felt the pleasure of having her revenge.

'Mona, Maxwell, I'm back. This design competition is just the prelude to my revenge. I chose Molly as my name to remind myself not to forget my hatred for Mona. Nothing is going to change that! 'I admit that I shouldn't have hired someone to kidnap Mona, but I'd learned my lesson after that incident and even apologized to her. Couldn't she give me a chance? Why must she send me to prison?

'It was because of her that my parents beat me up ruthlessly and imprisoned me. That was when Lydia Reed ceased to exist and Molly Sinner took her place!' Molly wanted to settle this score with Mona bit by bit. After Maxwell and Mona got into the car, the former wrapped his hands around the latter's carefully, wanting to warm her fingers.

However, for some reason, it didn't work as well as he thought it would.

"Mona," Maxwell called her name softly. After that, he didn't know what to say to console her.

He trusted Mona, but he couldn't change the thoughts of others. The only person he could teach a lesson was the perpetrator. "Maxwell, don't worry. I'm fine. I didn't steal designs. This is the truth that can't be changed. It's just that I feel a little sad," Mona said.

The accusations of those people were echoing in her mind.

"Look, she's disqualified. I told you she copied!"

"That's a shameful thing to do. Such a person is a burden to the design industry. It's best to kick her out."

"I don't ever want to see her in any competition again."

"I still have the clothes she designed at home. I'll throw them away when I get home."

Comments like these were everywhere. All kinds of voices were reverberating around Mona's ears, and some of them were so upsetting that they made her feel suffocated.

Mona subconsciously tightened her grip on the back of Maxwell's hand. She pressed her soft fingers so hard that it left marks on the back of Maxwell's hand.

She was so angry and hateful of Molly. 'Why couldn't she just come up with her own designs? Why did she steal my designs and accuse me of copying hers? How could a thief herself call me a thief? How could someone be so mean?'

didn't budge. He let Mona vent the dissatisfaction in

resentments, it wouldn't be good for her health, so it was

to the maximum. The water

of Maxwell's hand, and the marks from her

hand and looked into Maxwell's amber

had never thought of

held Mona's hand in

I have thick skin and it'll recover in a while. Let's go back to the

It's going to be a new

her name would still be tainted on the Internet. It would be hard for her

of them returned

less than

about Mona's plagiarism had

viral on the Internet t was on

who

Nathontown, knew about it.

to Mona, saying that they believed that Mona didn't plagiarize and asking

post that was defaming Mona. In the night,

kind of person Mona was. It was obvious that

posts defaming Mona came up one after another. A new one would pop up every time Ava deleted one. Some even questioned the authenticity of

people were posting about Mona, but

someone appeared to be covertly brewing the

He turned off the lights. In the pitch-black bathroom, only glimpses of light could be

back was pressed against the frosted glass, and water slowly

Mona's smooth and wet hair, traced her beguiling collarbone, and went down. His

he applied rose-scented

foam made Mona too shy to open her eyes and