I said to Milan in a very tough attitude, "Yes, I am very sure that I designed this draft by myself. I didn't copy anyone's design. Every record here is from my original work."
"Well, since you repeatedly stressed that this draft was designed by you, then, how do you explain these?" Milan's sharp eyes swept over me and picked up a remote control. On the big screen, a picture of a woman sneaking into the room of Vivian suddenly appeared.
Although she was wearing a mask, her figure looked exactly the same as me.
I was stunned for a while and came back to sense soon. Seeing Milan was suspicious of me, I said, "Are you suggesting I'm that woman, sneaked into Vivian's room and stole her design?"
"Didn't you?" Milan asked directly.
I felt it was ridiculous. "That woman is wearing a mask. I can't see her face at all. How can you say it's me?"
"Then, what about this?" Milan squinted at me, the scene on the screen was changed.
It was I going to the production room to check my work.
I frowned and said, "What does this mean? After I prepared the wedding dress with William Xiao that day, I was worried, so I came over and checked it again, and then I left."
"Did you really leave?" Milan's voice suddenly became aggressive.
I felt very uncomfortable when I listened to this. I used to admire Milan, but now, he spoke in such an aggressive voice, which made me inexplicably annoyed.
I touched my belly unconsciously to calm down my mood. After a long time, I looked up at Milan's sharp face and said, "I can be sure that I really left, and I'm just looking at the wedding dress I made myself."
"However, I have evidence on your arson. That is to say, you are the one who burned the wedding dress," Milan looked at me sharply and said in a frosty voice.
What the hell was Milan talking about? When did I burn the wedding dress?
I suppressed the anger in my heart and said with a little coldness in my eyes, "I didn't set fire."
"Miss Mu, you are indeed a very dishonest designer. Not only did you burn all the works of all the participants to cover up your suspicion of plagiarizing, but also you don't admit what you did now? You probably didn't expect that Vivian would submit the wedding dress with the previous design even if you burned it?"
"I said, I didn't do these things, Mr. Milan, if you have evidence, please take out the evidence. I don't accept such ridiculous speculation." I was not easy to provoke, I would not let anyone succeed by regarding me as a stepping stone.
Someone was setting me up. I wouldn't make him succeed.
"As far as I know, you had been involved in a copy incident before. Although you've made it clear later, I'm afraid you played some tricks again." The words of Milan were full of contempt, which made me very uncomfortable.
Why did Milan who had been in France know it? It was Betty who framed me before.
Well, it seemed that I had become their target.
"The police have made it clear that it was Rita Wu who framed me. An upright man fears no gossip. Since I was not afraid at all at that time, I will not be afraid this time."
"Really? Miss Mu, you are getting used to plagiarizing." After listening to my words, Milan suddenly showed a sneer at me.
Hearing Milan said like this, I was unhappy and angry.
What did Milan mean by saying this? Was he so persistent that I plagiarized someone else's work?
I didn't copy anyone's work at all.
After looking at me, Milan muttered to his assistant. Looking at the expression on his face, I felt more and more uneasy.
"Since Miss Mu doesn't want to admit what you did, I will make you completely convinced."
What were they going to do?
I was silent. After Milan's assistant left, Edward Xi showed up.
I was a little surprised, why did he come here? Why did Milan ask Edward here? What's the reason?
After glancing at me, Milan looked at Edward and said to him, "G.M. Xi, please tell us what happened that night."
That night... what he saw.
I clenched my fists, looking at his handsome face.
When Edward turned to me, a hint of guilty flashed in his eyes. Then he looked away.
The look of Edward made my uneasiness gradually increase. My heart was shaking and jumping faster than usual.
After waiting for nearly five minutes in silence, Edward slowly said, "I prove that Ashley once went to the production room that night and burned all the wedding dresses because I saw it."
What was he saying?
I stared blankly at Edward, my mind was blank.
This man, who was so intimate with me last night, stood on the stage today and announced to everyone that I did such a horrible thing?
What the hell are you talking about? Edward...
I looked at Edward stubbornly, and my heart was beating violently.
The pain was all over my body, as if it would swallow me up. It was so painful.
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