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Chapter 1522
Harriet laughed coolly, “When two people’s stories don’t line up, you know someone’s feeding you a bunch of bull!”
A reporter chimed in, “Ms. Harriet, if you knew your studio’s designs were being ripped off, why didn’t you say
something earlier?”
Harriet responded nonchalantly, “I hardly watch reality show. It wasn’t until someone recommended Carmella’s
portfolio to me a couple of days ago that I realized our designs had leaked. By that time, GK’s fall and winter
collection had already been announced.”
The Macclain family’s faces turned gloomy, and all eyes were on Carmella.
The reporter quickly turned his attention to the guest seats, his eyes sharp. “Ms. Carmella is here today. Ms.
Carmella, what do you want to say about Ms. Harriet’s remarks?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAll spotlights instantly focused on Carmella. She felt like she was freezing, her face pale. She got up with a tremble,
stiffly looking at Estelle and tightly pursing her lips. All she managed to say was, “I didn’t steal anything.”
The crowd gasped, their eyes darting back and forth between Ms. Harriet and Estelle.
Estelle’s expression was icy. She stared at Carmella, “I’ll give you another chance, Carmella. Tell everyone, did you
sneak a peek at my designs?”
Carmella tried to recall that day in Estelle’s office when she printed the designs. Having the experience before, she
had made sure there were no cameras in the office before she proceeded.
There were no cameras, and it had been two months. Estelle couldn’t possibly have any evidence!
Carmella clenched her fists, straightened her back, and lifted her chin defiantly at Estelle, “I didn’t take a glance at
your designs! I swear all the designs I’ve shown on Beauty’s Wardrobe are my own. You’re the one who copied my
work!”
Carmella’s bold declaration left the crowd confused, and their gazes turned back to Estelle, waiting for her
response.
Simone tried to stay composed, telling Bennett who was stern-faced, “We have to trust Carmella. It must’ve been
Estelle who copied her work!”
Terrence and Bennett remained silent. The revelation that Estelle was KING was shocking and unsettling enough!
Estelle’s face remained expressionless as she listened to Carmella, her eyes filled with indifference and mockery.
She turned to a staff member, “Could you fetch my laptop?”
The staff member quickly brought over Estelle’s laptop from backstage.
Estelle turned on the laptop, projecting the screen onto a large screen behind her. “I have two pieces of evidence.
The first proves these designs are my own, and the second proves Carmella indeed copied them. Everyone, please
look at the big screen.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEstelle brought up her usual design software on her laptop, showing the original files of her designs.
“You can see the creation and completion dates of these designs. Compare them with the dates of the Beauty’s
Wardrobe episodes and see which came
first.”
The timeline was clear. Estelle’s design files were indeed created before the Beauty’s Wardrobe episodes, with
some predating the show by two months. Carmella tensed, staring at the large screen but still unwilling to admit
anything. “What does this prove? Any computer expert could easily alter that data.”
Estelle glanced at Carmella with a cold smirk on her face. “So you won’t admit your mistake until the evidence is
shoved in your face, right? Fine, here’s the second piece of evidence.”
She turned to the reporters in the room, “I happen to have a computer expert on my team. He installed automatic
camera activation software on my laptop a long time ago. That means any use of my laptop, every action, and
screen, is being recorded.”
She closed the design software and opened another program, playing a video clip.
As soon as the video started, Carmella’s face was shown clearly, along with a split screen showing her actions on
Estelle’s laptop.