"It’s nothing."
At this point, there was a palm gently patting Florence on the shoulder to comfort her.
Cooper stood up from her side, exuding a strong aura, which was quite different from what he usually looked like.
He looked at Winnie and said, "Since there is no evidence of what happened two years ago, anyone’s words may be false. What we need to deal with is what happened last night. In that video, Florence never admitted that she wanted to make a deal with that security guard. The security guard might get the wrong person. This matter is related to the career of a designer. We must not make a hasty decision. We must look into the matter clearly."
"That is the case. What else do we need to look into?"
Isabel said discontentedly, "And, today is going to announce the rules of the next contest, do you want to let Florence continue to participate in the contest?"
"Yes, if she participates, it’s unfair to us?"
"We won’t allow her to participate. It is the most reasonable to drive her away."
Other designers said one after another, their words full of disgust and hostility towards Florence.
Cooper’s expression became gloomy and he gave Isabel a cold look.
On the surface, this matter didn’t seem to have anything to do with Isabel, but at critical moments, Isabel always sowed discord.
"Ms. Clifford, what do you think? I don’t believe you are an unreasonable person."
Cooper stared straight at Winnie and said these words with a warning tone.
Winnie was slightly surprised. She had been in the workplace for many years, and she had met a lot of powerful people. And the Cooper in front of her also gave her a sense of danger.
She had a hunch that Cooper would not be an assistant.
Florence had such a person to help her. Winnie was hesitant. She couldn’t decide whether or not to drive Florence away directly at this time.
"Ms. Clifford, I’m willing to accept the investigation. I want to prove my innocence."
Florence stood up and said firmly, "I won’t know the rules of this design contest until the investigation result come out."
It was the biggest compromise she had ever made.
The next contest was only a week away. And designing clothes was a time-consuming thing. If she got the rules too late, she might not be able to design clothes.
What’s more, it might only take two or three days to investigate this matter. Maybe, after the contest, there would be no investigation result.
But even so, someone said discontentedly, "She knew the information last night. Even if we don’t tell her the rules, she can prepare in private."
Florence frowned, "I swear I didn’t know the information."
"There’s a video, but you still quibble. Who believes your oath?"
Isabel looked at Florence sarcastically and sneered.
"You!"
Florence gritted her teeth with anger. Isabel was very good at dropping stones on the person who had fallen into a well.
Winnie frowned. The situation was terrible now.
Isabel and other designers had expressed their attitude to drive Florence away, and Isabel came from the Russell family. There was Cooper, who was mysterious and dangerous, supporting Florence. Winnie subconsciously dared not offend Cooper.
When she hesitated, her phone rang.
This phone was exclusive, and only her boss knew the phone number.
"I’ll take a call."
Winnie said to everyone, picked up her cell phone and walked out.
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