The Road to Rebirth Her Fresh Start and His Late Sorrow by Helena R. Bates

Chapter 220

It was official: Evergreen Global had spoken.

"Evergreen Global: With all the online chatter, we never expected Miss Lena to be like this. Effective immediately, Evergreen Global is terminating our partnership with Miss Lena."

Before this announcement, there was still some debate online about who had copied whom. But now, with Evergreen Global's statement, it seemed clear that Lena was the one in the wrong.

In just thirty minutes, the tide turned completely. Everyone was accusing Lena of plagiarism, and some even photoshopped black-and-white images of Nancy.

Even Judson, usually calm and collected, looked surprised. As for Michael, his eyes were wide with disbelief.

"Who at Evergreen Global is crazy enough to pull this stunt? Could it be Mr. Grey...?" Michael's thoughts were interrupted by the buzzing of his phone.

Nancy answered, her face stern. "Mr. Neil, what does this mean from Evergreen Global?"

Before Neil could respond, Judson snatched the phone from Nancy, his tone sharp. "Neil, if you really did this, you're asking for trouble!"

Judson was furious. And when Judson was angry, it was never subtle.

Neil stammered on the other end, clearly anxious. "It was Mr. Grey who logged in and posted the statement. Don't worry, Miss Lena; Evergreen Global will sort this out!"

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