Leah's heart tightened as she stood up straight and looked Selena in the eye, her face full of anger. "Selena, accusing me of plagiarism without evidence is defamation! I can sue you!" she said.
Her biggest reliance was that Selena couldn't possibly produce evidence of her plagiarizing Lady Nevaeh. Based solely on the fact that her interpretation was wrong, it was impossible to pin the charge of plagiarism on her.
Selena raised an eyebrow and looked down at her slender fingers, saying in a low voice, "I can say that there is evidence, but before I present it, I will give you a chance to defend yourself."
Leah laughed in anger.
When Lady Nevaeh died, Selena was only five years old and couldn't even read properly. Later, everything Lady Nevaeh left behind was gradually snatched up by her.
The herbal formulas that Lady Nevaeh left behind, Selena may not have even seen them all. Even if she didn't know how Selena used some underhanded means to alter her interpretation and obtain those herbal formulas, it was already too late.
Because she was afraid that Selena would play dirty tricks in this year's fragrance competition, she spent time memorizing all of those herbal formulas before the competition. And just in case, she even made backups of those formulas on her laptop three years ago.
Once Selena produces any of those formulas, she can immediately turn the tables on her by showing the laptop backup records.
Lady Nevaeh was dead, and Selena had no witnesses or physical evidence, yet she dared to boldly claim that she had evidence of stealing Lady Nevaeh's formulas?
If she really had evidence, how could she have been so miserable three years ago?
Leah was almost certain that Selena was bluffing without any cards to play.
Thinking of this, she smirked and looked at Selena coldly, saying angrily, "Selena, no matter what, it's a well-known fact that I won the runner-up in the international competition when I was sixteen!"
"I have the ability and popularity. In the entire H Country, there is no younger runner-up than me. My talent in fragrance-making is also a rare existence in the entire fragrance industry for nearly a century... Would someone like me stoop to plagiarism?"
Patrick saw Leah's smug expression and felt disgusted.
He remembered the scents of Lady Nevaeh that she had taken over, and the bullying he had endured for so many years from Selena. With a cold tone, he said, "What if Lady Selena had participated in the perfume competition three years ago, and what about you, Leah?"
Leah's smug expression suddenly froze as Patrick continued, "You got second place three years ago because Lady Selena was framed and withdrew from the competition. Now that Lady Selena is competing, you are completely beneath her."
"As a loser under Lady Selena, what qualifications do you have to show off to her?"
Leah's face stiffened, and a frosty white shade appeared. Patrick's words were clearly saying that she could never compare to Selena!
As long as Selena was present, the loser would always be her!
However, Selena had won and had the strength to prove it, so there was no way to refute her.
Selena chuckled, "Leah, haven't you learned your lesson yet?"
"I gave you the opportunity to defend yourself and prove to everyone that the perfume is yours, not to talk nonsense like a peacock!"
"Everyone knows the saying 'a hero does not mention his past deeds', and once you prove that you stole this perfume today, do you think you can keep your second-place trophy from three years ago?"
"If you can plagiarize one formula, you can naturally plagiarize the second... so any honor or trophy is useless in this matter."
"To prove a person's innocence, there are only two things: evidence and strength. You should present one of them to exonerate yourself..."
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