Rewriting My Heart's Fate (Ethan and Evelyn) novel Chapter 309

Chapter 309 

upt my life, I continued to maintain my usual demeanor. 

The arrival of the two new students in my class didn’t significantly disrupt my 

Since that day I agreed to become strangers with Ethan, we hadn’t been in contact, and I poured all my energy into my studies. 

Mr. Watty had secured a great opportunity for me to participate in an upcoming exhibition 

“As an exchange student here, your most important goal is to broaden your horizons. I’ve managed to get you a chance, and I’ve submitted your work as well, though I don’t know if it will be selected,” he said. 

Our situation was quite delicate; to truly establish ourselves, we needed to present impressive work I was still an intern, so I cherished this opportunity. Even if my work didn’t get selected, the experience of participating was valuable. 

“Thank you for giving me this precious opportunity. I’ll make the most of it; I want to carve out my own path in design,” I replied, feeling immensely grateful, which also pleased my mentor 

Later, headed to the exhibition with both Gabrielle and William, but due to traffic, I arrived at the venue early on my own. 

As I took in the surroundings, 1 felt a deep sense of happiness. Perhaps the greatest gift for a designer was the chance to witness the exchange of ideas among peers. 

I could observe various perspectives on fashion and see cutting–edge styles firsthand. Being here empowered me and opened up more opportunities, which filled me with joy 

However, it wasn’t long before I spotted three large pieces of design artwork displayed ahead, one of which was strikingly similar to my design. 

Aside from a few color alterations, everything else was the same. 

Could it be that the organizers had made minor adjustments to my work? While many competitions honored originality, some organizers made detailed modifications to contestants‘ pieces to attract more attention. 

I walked closer, touched by the sight, only to freeze when I saw the artist’s name on it–it wasn’t mine but belonged to someone else. 

William and Gabrielle suddenly appeared beside me, sensing something was off. 

“Why are you staring at this painting? Wait, isn’t this yours? Why does it have someone else’s name? William quicldy pointed out. 

I frowned, surprised that this had happened and that someone would blatantly steal my work 

“Mr. Watty said my piece would be submitted for the exhibition, and I assumed it would be selected. I never expected it would be displayed under someone else’s name. I don’t know what to do,” I replied, filled with confusion over who had posted my work without my permission. 

Meanwhile, Gabrielle stroked her chin, deep in thought. “This is a serious problem because plagiarism is the worst offense in the design world. This is clearly a copy of your workwith only some minor changes,” she said.