Chapter 165 This Time, You're Finished

When Steven's car stopped at the entrance of the Elora neighborhood, he quickly figured out which floor Elora lived on.

The two of them arrived outside Elora's apartment, and Sophia gently knocked on the door.

Elora was in the living room and heard the noise outside. She asked softly, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Sophia."

Hearing Sophia's voice from outside, Elora's expression turned a bit strange. How did Sophia find her? And how did she know where she lived?

Elora opened the door and exchanged a glance with Sophia, who raised her hand in greeting. "Long time no see, Elora," Sophia spoke politely, but there was a hint of coldness on her face.

"What are you doing at my place?" Elora nervously clutched the door, not letting Sophia in, and her expression became particularly uneasy.

Sophia didn't want to explain. She grabbed Elora's wrist and pressed her. "Elora, I never really offended you, so why did you have someone secretly take photos of my private life and then act innocent online? Your two-faced act is quite something."

Sophia's direct accusation made Elora's eyes flash with guilt. But she vehemently denied it, claiming Sophia was falsely accusing her.

Sophia laughed humorlessly, let go of Elora's hand, and shoved a copied video in front of her. After watching the video, Elora's legs almost gave out. She remembered there were no cameras nearby. How did Sophia get this footage?

"The photos are still on your phone, right? Or maybe you've deleted them, but I can recover them. Should we give it a try?"

"If you touch my phone, that's an invasion of privacy! I can call the police!"

Elora blocked the doorway, afraid Sophia would rush in and take her phone. Sophia, of course, wouldn't let Elora catch her off guard. She just looked at her quietly.

"No need to call the police. On the way here, Libbie already gave the evidence to the police. I came to tell you in person that your designs are trash."

out? That was naive Flora. We were just colleagues.

met once

happened

you talking about? I don't

continued to play dumb, but the unnatural look in her eyes couldn't fool

don't want to admit it, that's fine. We'll find out eventually. But

fingers brushing Elora's face, the

"Let's go, Steven."

wasting any more words on Elora. As soon as they left, Elora couldn't hold on any longer. She leaned against the door, slowly sliding down to sit on

was. Was it all

living room, but the line

of this book for

not knowing

received a message from Tiffany. Tiffany had posted on her account, analyzing Elora's design drafts one by one. Many professional designers commented, pointing out the flaws in

was off, but no one listened. They

People love to sympathize with the underdog. When I couldn't fit

Grey and other designers have pointed out the issues.

supported Elora were

sending Tiffany a voice message. "Thanks for your hard work,

that, Sophia closed her phone and glanced at Steven in the driver's seat. "Thanks for your

the place. Let's

"Sure."

Leon liked Tiffany's post using his work account. He

to help Tiffany but to maintain Sophia's image since she had a

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