Thea might look like she was making a point, but all the Luke siblings were smirking. Yep. This is going to be good. Let's see what she can do.
Zephyr wasn't angry at Thea's accusations. He was a well-mannered guy, after all. "Since some contestants have raised a question against the panel's judgment, I believe we should show them proof." Although he maintained a polite facade, he sneered in his heart. What a fool. He bowed at the other designers. "I apologize for wasting your time, everyone."
They weren't angry, though. They loved a good drama, and they were wondering how this would end. They had never heard of a five-year-old involved in plagiarism during a competition.
Zephyr showed everyone the evidence he had. "Someone sought Threeday out and bought one of his works. They claimed it was a gift for someone else." The screen showed the chat history, and it backed up what Zephyr said.
The crowd broke into a hushed discussion, and they were all murmuring their dissatisfaction at Tilly and Thea. The chat history alone was enough to tell everyone what was going on.
The sight of that chat history made Tilly panic. How do they have Eddie's chat history in their hands? That's impossible. "How do you know about this? And how can you prove it's true?" she asked, though she was obviously less sure about whether she could still turn the tides.
Zephyr smiled. "Threeday provided it himself. He lodged a report the moment he found out someone had resold his work." The cops have looked into this and have all the evidence to prove it's true. There was no way they could make any appeals now.
Regardless of how cunning Tilly was, she was ultimately still a child. So, it didn't take long for her to break down in the face of such solid proof, and she didn't know what else she could say to retort Zephyr's words
Thea said, "May we see Threeday then? He's here, isn't he? I'd like to hear what he has to say." She would never confess to this matter. Thea looked at Tilly gently. "My child will never do something like this." She had decided to deny it until the very end, or they would never have the chance to go around events like this.
Zephyr announced, "Do you accept her request, Threeday?" He had no idea who Threeday was. All he knew was Threeday was in attendance today.
The designers looked around the place. They, more than anyone, wanted to know who Threeday was.
The kids looked at one another. They knew what Thea wanted to do when she made that request, and they nodded at Morales.
Morales stood up, and the crowd looked at him. "It's me. I'm Threeday." Morales came up with that name randomly, and there was no hidden meaning behind the pen name.
The crowd gasped in surprise when he stood up. Another five-year-old? We're all at least twenty here and can't even make it to the final selection. Kids these days are indeed something else. Um, maybe not every kid. My kid is still playing around with kid stuff. They were curious about the child and envied his parents for having such a talented child as Morales.
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