“Are you out of your mind?” Natalie gave her forehead a knock. “Keep sending her summons, even if she refuses to accept them. Once she does that for three times, the court will order a mandatory hearing. If she doesn’t turn up, we’ll win the case straight away.”
“Is there such a thing?” Joyce was amazed.
Rubbing her hand together, she said with an excited expression. “I’ll contact the court now.”
With that, she stood up and walked over to the office desk. Picking up the phone, she dialed a number.
After the call, she showed the other woman an ‘OK’ gesture.
Natalie smiled at her. Glancing at her phone, she said, “It’s getting late. Let’s head out to eat.”
“Sure! How about hotpot? It’s been a while since we last ate it.” While speaking, Joyce took her bag off a rack.
Natalie agreed at once.
The two took the kids and strolled toward a hotpot restaurant nearby, chatting and giggling all the way.
Two days later, just as Natalie said, Jasmine refused to accept the court summons for three times consecutively and was guilty of contempt of court. Hence, the court ordered a mandatory hearing.
Though Jasmine turned up during the hearing, she still lost the case, as Joyce showed the evidence of design infringement and proved that Jasmine was attacking their studio.
Therefore, the court ordered to recall all the newly launched clothes from the boutiques. Not only did she have to give all the profit made from infringing goods to Joyce, but she was required to compensate for a copyright fee.
As a result, the lawsuit had nearly bled her dry.
Gloating over the woman’s downfall, Joyce called Natalie. “Did you see that, Nat? When the judge announced Jasmine’s verdict, that expression on her face was priceless! I just can’t stop laughing.”
Natalie burst out laughing while shaking her head. “Okay, okay. When will we receive the compensation from her?”
“The court asked her to do it within three days. If she doesn’t, the compensation rate will go up by ten percent,” Joyce replied excitedly.
Natalie hummed in response. “That’s great. With that money, we’ll be able to set up our own garment factory. Please look for a location, Joyce.”
“Consider it done.” Joyce patted her own chest confidently.
“Ms. Smith.” Just then, someone knocked on her office door.
Lifting her head, Natalie looked up and saw Silas’ assistant. “What’s the matter?”
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