The Keane family truly lived up to their reputation as one of the four most powerful families in Jeorgia. Though they had not been overly harsh in their approach, the Lynch family couldn't survive more than a week. Anthon and Michael were taken in for questioning by the police, and all the Lynch family's assets were frozen. The Lynch family, a once notable family in Jeorgia, crumbled without even making a sound. When Clint received this news, he was practically hysterical. He hid in his villa and drank for two consecutive days. His appearance was completely disheveled with his unshaven stubble and tousled hair.On the other hand, Lizzie was still dressed elegantly. Upon seeing the state Clint was in, she lost patience and began to berate him. "Clint, can't you pull yourself together? You promised to give our daughter and me a good life, but look at you now. What have you become? The Lynch family is done for, and the Brown family is next. "The Keane family hasn't put fo
Aside from going to work, Faye spent the following days primarily at her newly acquired villa, overseeing the workers as they decorated and arranged the place.The renovation was nearly complete, but many details in the interior design required her personal touch. She entrusted the renovation tasks to Cedric who—given his stature in Jeorgia— considered this a trivial matter. On top of that, Cedric had excellent taste and selected beautiful furniture. Faye visited when she had some free time to make minor adjustments to the furniture placement.Meanwhile, tension continued to rise within Light Moon Designs.After Faye's unexpected announcement of a competition, the designers were in a state of anxious preparation for their presentations. Those who had urgent projects on their hands found themselves even busier, highlighting the importance of teamwork. A well-organized team, even when dealing with tight schedules and heavy workloads, managed to avoid feeling overwhelmed. Con
Jamie's question caught everyone by surprise. Slyvia smiled. "Ms. Sawyer, what kind of a question is that? If it's not Priscilla's design, whose can it be? Yours?"The others whispered amongst themselves. One of them said, "Ordinary people can't possibly produce a dress this beautiful, right?""Yeah. Priscilla excels in gowns, and this is the dress she created for Mrs. Rockley. It clearly suits Mrs. Rockley's style and it perfectly aligns with her age. It's a perfect fit for the theme.""Of course it's her original design. Why else would Ms. Fischer have chosen it?"Priscilla was a little nervous at first, especially when she met Jamie's sharp gaze. However, after hearing what her colleagues said, she gained confidence.If everyone else had approved of the design, it didn't matter what Jamie said. She shrugged and looked at Jamie casually. "Is there a problem with the design?"She raised an eyebrow and silently warned Jamie to not cause a scene, implying that it would be Jami
Faye had been standing outside the door for quite some time, observing as Jamie went from being furious to calm as she countered Priscilla's words. Jamie had finally stopped suppressing her emotions and Faye was relieved to see that.Jaime had always given off a soft and gentle impression, but deep down, she had a fierce spirit. It was her resilience that caught Faye's attention in the first place.Faye noticed that Jamie's design was stolen a while ago but hadn't said anything. She was waiting for Jamie to discover it on her own and expose the culprit by her own means. Upon seeing Faye and Lincoln enter the room, everyone stood up to greet them. Soon after, silence followed.Faye and Lincoln took their seats at the head of the table. Faye glanced around the room and calmly said, "We don't have much time. I'll give you twenty minutes to resolve this."Jamie looked at Faye with gratitude, but before she could say anything, Priscilla spoke up. "I'm glad to hear that, Ms. Fischer.
As Faye anticipated, the head of the surveillance room rushed over after receiving the call from Lincoln. However, he arrived empty-handed.The person in charge was a bald, middle-aged man. He rushed over and wiped the sweat from his forehead before greeting Lincoln and Faye. "Mr. Colt, I'm very sorry, but our company recently experienced a network failure, and our technical staff have been working around the clock to fix it. Unfortunately, the surveillance footage from the day you mentioned has not yet been recovered.""How could this happen?" Jamie said in frustration. "You've only lost the footage for that specific day?"The person in charge felt the tension rising around him and spotted the grim expressions on Lincoln and Faye's faces. He nervously replied, "Yes, that's right.""When did the surveillance system experience this issue?" Lincoln frowned, sensing that something was wrong. The surveillance system had been working fine all along, yet happened to have issues only
Initially, Faye didn't want to personally get involved in this matter, but Priscilla's smug attitude and the staff—who were either her accomplices or genuinely incompetent—made it so that she couldn't stand idly by. They dared to flaunt their mediocre skills before her, so she had to teach them a lesson."T-This …" the head of the surveillance room stammered, his gaze fixed on the laptop in Faye's hand.How was this possible? While this technical issue wasn't overly complex, Faye was supposed to be a designer, not an IT expert. How could she resolve it with such ease?The person in charge clenched his teeth, sweat beading on his forehead. He sought an excuse to avoid responsibility for himself and his technical team. However, before he could provide any explanation, Jamie exclaimed in excitement."That's right! That's the surveillance footage from that evening."Instantly, everyone in the meeting room gathered around, captivated by the computer screen. Faye raised her hand,
Priscilla spoke with a determined expression, as if she were not a plagiarist but a righteous defender of the company's reputation. Faye had encountered many people who tried to justify themselves after making mistakes, but Priscilla was at a different level. Not only did she refuse to acknowledge her mistake, but she also attempted to shift the blame onto someone else. It was as if she saw plagiarism as a righteous means to prevent the company from embarrassment. "I endured days of humiliation at the hands of Mrs. Rockley. On that day, she issued an ultimatum. If I didn't submit the final draft the next day and meet her lofty expectations, she vowed to lodge an official complaint against our company."She even threatened to show up and create a scene, proclaiming to everyone that Light Moon Designs is a sham."Priscilla's voice quivered, laden with a sense of injustice. "I returned to the company, sifting through a multitude of materials and design books, but Mrs. Rockley's
Faye remained silent and looked at Lincoln, waiting for his decision. After all, he was the company's top executive, and rumors about Lincoln and Priscilla's unusual relationship had been circulating. Faye was curious to see if they were indeed dating.Lincoln took a deep breath, disgusted by Priscilla's facade of a pitiful victim.He still couldn't understand why his brother loved a woman like her. But regardless, Priscilla would not be staying in the company any longer. As for blacklisting her, Lincoln would have to consult his brother before proceeding."We've now learned the truth. Priscilla, you have disappointed me. As a top graduate of Uclear University, I believed that you were the company's future, given your talent and potential. "When you volunteered to take on Mrs. Rockley's project, I supported you, thinking that you have what it takes. Yet, this is what you did instead …"Most importantly, even when the truth came out, you attempted to shift blame onto others,"