Devyn’s face tensed up. Under the glaring flashlights, she froze.
Though Stella hadn’t directly accused Devyn of copying, her thorough knowledge of the design and her composure weighed heavily on Devyn.
She could no longer conceal the truth.
She began to speak, but her words failed her.
As she gripped the microphone tightly, her knuckles turned white.
All eyes fixated on Devyn, while Stella quietly observed her too.
Stella held back on calling out Devyn’s plagiarism, hoping she’d come clean and make things right.
Finally, breaking the silence just before everyone’s patience wore thin, Devyn spoke up.
Smiling at Stella, Devyn remarked, “Facing all these cameras is a first for me. My nerves are kicking in. Stella here is eloquent; she said it all. I want to thank her for her help.”
Stella’s expression turned icy as she retorted, “Really now? I always figured even if a designer’s not a chatterbox, they can still proudly show off their work. And hey, when we teamed up before, you weren’t shy about speaking up. I never thought you’d need someone else to speak for you after leaving Prosperity Group.”
She glanced at Devyn with a faint smirk, watching as Devyn’s facade began to crack, though she felt no joy in it.
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She didn’t want this public confrontation with Devyn, but she couldn’t let her off easy, either. Trying to maintain some dignity for Devyn based on their history, Stella found no gratitude forthcoming.
With a deep breath, Stella resolved not to back down now that Devyn had made her stance clear.
Turning to the reporters, she dropped a bombshell. “Funny coincidence, I’ve got a series featuring irises coming out soon too. Let’s see how it stacks up against Devyn’s.”
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As murmurs erupted from the audience, Devyn’s expression shifted drastically.
Stella had just declared war in front of everyone, and Devyn knew she was no match for Stella at all.
Devyn stood rigid on the stage. She wanted to speak but seeing Stella’s blank face, she clammed up.
Stella, ignoring Devyn, exited the stage.
“Don’t sweat it. Devyn’s true colors will come out eventually. She won’t stay high and mighty for long,” Juliette reassured Stella, shooting a glare at Devyn before squeezing Stella’s hand in comfort.
Feeling Juliette’s warmth, Stella nodded, her icy demeanor thawing slightly.
The next day, at Prosperity Group, Matthew’s expression darkened as he stared at the computer screen.
Yesterday’s interview with Devyn and Stella played out before him.
Fernando entered, concern evident in his voice. “Mr. Clark?”
Matthew didn’t bother to look up, his tone chilly. “What is it?”