Revenge On Love Rats After Rebirth by Olivia Marsh novel Chapter 927

Chapter 927 It seems like we are arguing

As soon as Vivian finished speaking, a cold and pleasant voice followed, "So Miss Shaw wants me to come to the institute? In that case, I agree!"

Vivian was startled and recognized Selena standing at the back of the crowd.

Her jealous gaze swept over Selena's straight and slender legs, and she sneered, "Lady Selena, before you speak big words, why don't you look in the mirror to see if you're worthy?"

She lifted her chin, looked down on Selena, and said, "Your position as vice president is given to you by the Shaw family. Without the Shaw family, you wouldn't even be able to touch the door of the institute!"

Patrick walked to Selena's seat and pulled out the chair for her.

Selena casually sat down, lazily lifted her eyelids, revealing a pair of starry eyes, exuding a hint of chill, "Is the institute your Shaw family's territory?"

A thought flashed through Freddie's mind like lightning, and he immediately spoke up to stop Vivian.

But it was too late. Vivian had already spoken, "The institute is naturally the Shaw family's territory! Here, I am the master, and you are not qualified to compete with me!"

Selena didn't say anything, just smiled elegantly, with a strong sense of mockery in her eyes.

Vivian thought she had won, but before she could even lift the corners of her mouth, she suddenly realized that the atmosphere around her was not quite right.

She looked up and saw that everyone in the meeting room was looking at her with indescribable meaning in their eyes.

But the faint sneer and disdain were particularly obvious.

Patrick's tone was calm, his eyes full of ridicule, "Miss Shaw, you're wrong. The institute belongs to the Turner family. From its creation to its development, it was built by the Turner family. The Turner family has been the master of the institute for generations. Your Shaw family is at best a thief who takes advantage of the situation!"

"A despicable thief who dares to shout such words in public... This reveals the Shaw family's upbringing!"

Vivian's expression froze, and her face suddenly turned flushing.

Twenty years of speaking freely had made Vivian unconsciously forget about this fact.

Over time, in Vivian's mind, the institute had become a matter of course for the Shaw family.

Once challenged, she naturally could not control her strong rebuttal.

But in fact... as Patrick said, looking back at the history of the research institute's development, everyone knows who its real owner is. The Shaw family could justify their actions as winners and losers, but as a noblewoman from a prestigious family, to brazenly speak such twisted and shameless words in front of the researchers who know the truth... Vivian's face turned white with embarrassment and shame.

She glared fiercely at the siblings in front of her, momentarily speechless. Selena sneered and said nonchalantly, "It seems Miss Shaw still has some sense of shame."

Vivian looked extremely upset and was about to get angry, but Freddie gave her a glance and said, "Enough, Vivian!"

On this issue, the Shaw family was bound to be in the wrong. If they continued to argue, Vivian would be the one who would suffer.

Freddie gave Selena a cold glance and said, "Since we're here to participate in public arbitration, let's get started."

As soon as they began talking about the main issue, everyone's attention was immediately drawn away from the quarrel between the two wealthy young women and focused on the two parties involved.

Dennis coldly and arrogantly looked at Lydia and walked up without hesitation. Lydia's heart raced when she saw the look in his eyes.

Dennis stared at Lydia's back, his expression first bewildered, then he seemed to think of something, and a deep sense of fear flashed in his eyes.

Luckily!

After confirming Lydia's approach, Dennis completely relaxed and cursed to himself.

She really is a fool!

Lydia filled the entire blackboard with writing. After there was no more space, she turned around and looked at everyone present, "This is my evidence. Every picture, every piece of data, every symbol on the design manual was filled in by me."

"There's no more space to write, but you can ask me anything about the design concepts, the origins of the data, and the inspiration behind them... I can answer everything!"

The scene fell silent.

Some of the researchers were already moved. After all, those who truly engage in scientific research can understand one thing more deeply than others - they cannot remember something so firmly if it's not their own.

Lydia's words were indeed more persuasive than all the evidence she had previously presented.

Several deans picked up the design manual and asked Lydia questions. She was able to answer each question effortlessly.

The faces of the research department team became increasingly ugly.

In the conference room, whispers began to sound one after another.