Madeline's face contorted with anger at Jane's words. "Jane North, this is nothing but slander. If you don't apologize to me right now, I'll call the police!"
"Do it," Jane retorted calmly, a mischievous smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "In fact, considering you're the real plagiarist here, involving the police might be a good idea."
One reporter perked up at the mention of police involvement. "Miss North, do you have any evidence to support the claim that Madeline plagiarized?"
Another reporter chimed in, "Could you shed light on why you believe Madeline is a plagiarist?"
Fixing her gaze on Madeline, Jane began to explain, "I'm not sure how you managed to copy the idea, but the true genius behind the concept of gems changing colors under different lighting conditions is Loe."
The mention of Loe sent shockwaves through the room. Loe was a world-renowned and enigmatic fashion designer whose true identity remained a mystery. No one had ever seen Loe's face or even knew their gender. If it was indeed Loe's idea, how did Jane come to know this? "Miss North, are you suggesting that the idea originated from Loe? Is this true?" a reporter inquired with keen interest.
Jane replied confidently and calmly, "Yes, that's precisely what I'm saying. If you have any doubts or questions, please direct them to Nana, the director of Loe Studio. She's present here today."
Two days earlier, as soon as Jane caught wind of the news concerning Love Jewelry, she reached out to Nana. Nana promptly booked a flight to Guavo, and together, they devised a plan to deliver a devastating blow to Love Jewelry during the press conference.
On cue, Nana, who had been sitting discreetly in a corner, rose from her seat. She removed her glasses and smiled knowingly at Jane.
"Oh my goodness, it's really Nana!" The room erupted into chaos. It was common knowledge that Loe Studio was one of the most prestigious fashion studios globally, and ordinarily, only members of royal families could secure an audience with someone as significant as Nana. Yet here she was, attending Pansy Group's press conference.
"Miss Mendoza, is what Miss North said true?"
The reporters swarmed around Nana, eager to hear her confirmation.
"Miss Mendoza, was the idea originally Loe's? Did Madeline copy Loe's concept?"
Amidst the barrage of questions, Nana cleared her throat and gestured for silence. The room obediently fell quiet, allowing her to speak.
"Yes, that's correct. It was Loe's concept, and Madeline indeed plagiarized it."
Madeline's expression soured as Nana voiced her accusations. "I came up with the idea first! I even had it published two months ago! Do you have any evidence to prove that it's originally Loe's?" she retorted with a hint of desperation.
Nana was prepared for such a counterargument, calmly producing a document from her bag. "Everyone, please take a look. This is Loe's patent certificate, already verified by the International Patent Bureau. Initially, Loe intended to apply this invention to the buttons of their next clothing line, but the patent's scope also encompasses jewelry design."
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