The Love I Begged For Was Never Real novel Chapter 428

"I looked at the evidence online," Arthur began slowly.

"The creation timestamps on the root code of the source files, the seamless progression of the inspiration process. No matter how powerful capital manipulation is, it's impossible to forge source data that complete and authentic overnight."

The resources Julian possessed were simply too massive. They had hired top-tier hacker syndicates to fabricate evidence so flawless that even professional authentication agencies couldn't tell the difference.

To anyone unaware of the truth, it was an airtight, irrefutable case.

"Nora, you used to be my best student."

Arthur's voice choked up, laced with profound regret and heartache.

"When you were in school, you were so brilliant. You would stay up all night just to perfect a single draft. I thought you were a pure soul, a good kid with a true reverence for art."

"Three years ago, you insisted on marrying into the Hayes family and gave up jewelry design. I tried to talk you out of it, but you wouldn't listen."

"A while back, you returned and told me you wanted to start over. You said you wanted to prove yourself with your work. I believed you. I gave you the lead designer position. I bet the entire future of the atelier on you."

"I taught you that while talent is important in design, the most crucial thing is your respect for the art—the clean, pure intention you hold when you pick up your pen."

Arthur's eyes grew red, his voice carrying the deep agony of being betrayed by someone he trusted most.

"I always believed that even though you were trapped in that marriage for three years, as long as you picked up your pen again, that purity would still be there."

"But now? Look at the evidence online. Those watermarked early drafts, the records of you using the Hayes family's resources to suppress newcomers... Every detail is laid out crystal clear. How do you expect me to believe you?"

He looked at Nora, his eyes filled with nothing but disappointment.

"To take shortcuts, to secure your status in high society, you actually resorted to such despicable methods to steal someone else's blood, sweat, and tears! You destroyed yourself, and you destroyed Lawrence Atelier!"

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