The host looked at Julian, whose face had turned utterly pale. “Mr. Shane, so was she the one who did it?”
“That’s right. Even though the office had no surveillance camera, there was one in the corridor. I saw from the footage that she brought in two buckets of the same color that were filled with ice water. I’ve found the two buckets, and her fingerprints are on them,” Shane uttered coldly.
The security footage and the fingerprints alone were enough to convict Julian.
The color drained from Julian’s face as she sat desperately on the floor. She wanted to defend herself, but words failed her, as she was never good at speaking.
Especially when she noticed all eyes were on her, she felt even more nervous and humiliated.
“Mr. Shane, I got it. I’ll handle her properly, and I won’t disappoint you.” The host cast an indifferent look at Julian.
Shane nodded slightly. “Okay. I’ll leave her to you.”
“Don’t worry, Mr. Shane.” The host pushed his glasses up slightly.
Shane cast a glare at all the designers and raised his voice the next moment. “So all of you saw what happened to Julian. Let this be a warning to everyone. Don’t do such a thing just because of your greed. It is not worth risking your career and your country’s reputation for this.”
He paused momentarily before continuing, “I hope you keep my words in mind. If I find out someone who uses this against my wife or any other designers to win, I’ll ban them!”
Upon saying that, he deliberately cast a glare at Jayson.
Jayson lowered his head, not daring to utter a word. He knew the warning was directed especially for him.
Shane turned to the host and ordered, “Take her away!”
The host nodded and escorted Julian out.
Julian could not think of an explanation to defend herself, so she remained silent all the while.
With that, she had no choice but to comply with the punishment.
After the fuss, all the other designers became extraordinarily silent.
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