Some people couldn’t even get their hands on the new product—despite having put down a deposit, they were still waiting.
Suzan couldn’t wait to share her success with Lionel Harper. Lionel was genuinely happy for her, thinking that Suzan was finally starting to show some of his own flair.
Suddenly, the secretary burst into the room. “Mr. Lloyd, there’s a problem!”
Mitchell, who’d been in the middle of speaking, was visibly annoyed at the interruption. “What could possibly be so urgent that you have to barge in and disrupt my meeting?”
The secretary replied, “Mr. Lloyd, our latest collection is being accused of plagiarism. Now, customers both online and in stores are demanding refunds and returns.”
Suzan’s triumphant smile froze. Outraged, she snapped, “On what grounds? How dare they accuse us of copying?”
The secretary looked at Suzan, hesitant. “Because… of The Etheridge Group’s livestream.”
“Live… livestream? What livestream?” Suzan asked, her voice tight.
By then, Mitchell had already pulled up the broadcast. Shirley was on-screen, showcasing the final redesigned piece of her collection.
The designs, already impressive, had become even more stunning with her creative tweaks.
The livestream chat was flooded with praise for Shirley’s talent.
Fuming, Suzan grabbed her phone to leave a comment. “No matter how skilled you are, you’re still stealing someone else’s work! Shouldn’t you at least credit the original designer before making your changes?”
In her rush, Suzan forgot to switch accounts. The comment was posted from her freshly registered handle: JewelryDesigner_S.
As soon as fans, who had been following the whole drama, spotted the username, the chat exploded.
[The copycat herself just showed up!]
[How does she have the nerve to talk nonsense here?]
When Lionel heard the news, he was in utter disbelief. His anger was palpable.
He’d believed those jewelry designs were Suzan’s original creations. And now? They turned out to be stolen.
He clenched his fists so tightly his palms nearly bled. “Unbelievable. This is outrageous!”
Yvette’s lips curled ever so slightly, a glimmer of satisfaction in her eyes.
“Unless what?” Lionel pressed, his voice stiff.
Yvette just smiled, as if she’d rather not say more. “It’s nothing,” she replied softly.
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