Suddenly There Are Three (Bailey and Artemis) novel Chapter 72

Chapter 72

I was careless. I didn't expect someone would attempt to destroy my reputation this way to force me out of the industry. Now that I've been caught up in this internet storm, it seems like I can't keep a low profile anymore. I'm sure Jessica, Rhonda, Caridee, and Janice are the ones who want to do me in. Now that a golden opportunity for them to do so has surfaced, there's no way they won't try to skin me alive. Bailey frowned.

Victoria's serious and worried voice came over the phone. “It doesn't matter who spread the news, Bay. Right now, there's no way you can handle this thing alone. Your design is pretty similar to the one Snowflake made four years ago. It can be judged as plagiarism in court.”

“The designs are different. I've made some changes to the original foundation and incorporated contemporary elements. The current one is much more mature than the one four years ago. It wasn't a half-hearted effort.”

Victoria sighed resignedly and chuckled. “Your focus is in the wrong place, Bay. No one is saying you were being lazy with the design you provided Caridee. Right now, everyone is convinced that you plagiarized Snowflake. That's what you should pay attention to. Tell me, did you really copy someone else's work?”

Just as Bailey was about to answer, her doorbell rang.

“Someone's knocking on the door. I'll go and take a look. Talk to you later.” After she finished her sentence, she went to open the door.

A few men and women in suits stood in front of her.

Her eyes narrowed. “Who are you lot?”

The man who stood at the front stepped forward and pulled out a card from his pocket before giving it to her. “Ms. Jefferson, we're members of Luther Group's legal department. We received a report saying that the design you made two days ago is suspected of plagiarism. Also, we've already contacted the person in charge of the Archulea branch, Mr. Rhoudin, and obtained his permission to halt your responsibilities temporarily.”

Bailey rubbed her eyebrows. If I tell them that I'm Snowflake right now and that I didn't copy anyone's work, they'll probably think I'm a delusional lunatic. I'm starting to regret not accepting the award back then. If I had the certificate to show them now, then this would've been a lot simpler.

“Fine, I'll leave with you. I just need a moment to change and grab my bag.”

“Very well.”

Upon returning to the living room, she saw the children standing next to the wall with long faces.

She stepped forward and slapped their heads. “I'm just doing what needs to be done, regardless of how serious it is. I won't be able to prepare lunch for you all, so take care of it yourselves.”

Susan grabbed her mother and apologized glumly, “I'm sorry, Bay. I didn't know things would end up this way. It wasn't my intention to give them an opportunity to take you down.”

With a wave of her hand, Bailey went into the bedroom. “It's not a big deal. Since they want to play, I'll indulge them. Let's see who gets the last laugh.”

After watching their mother leave, Maxton nudged Zayron's arm and whispered, “What do we do now, Idiot? How about I ask my dad to push this whole thing down?”

Zayron smiled smugly as a mischievous look appeared in his eyes. “If we let your dad handle it, we won't get to watch the show! I want them to enjoy stepping on Mommy for a while. Then, just as they are drowning in glee, I'll deliver them a deadly strike when they're not paying attention. When that time comes, they'll know what it feels like to fall straight to hell from heaven. They want to mess with my mom? Well, I'll make sure they pay the price for it.”

“How do you want to do this?” Maxton rubbed his nose. This idiot is quite evil. He's completely unlike Uncle Simon, who's sunny and pure. In fact, he seems more like... my dad.