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Cathy widened her eyes. “Ms. Dawson, do you realize how long ve been working in this company? What possible reason would you accuse me of ruining our designs? What could I possibly gain from that?” Convinced her,
She stared at Alyssa with pure disdain. “Oh, Ms. Dawson must have a reason for this. After all, she’s the fiancée of Rivorn Clothing’s president. With both companies gearing up to release new products and host launch events, she’s sabotaging us to ensure Coleman Fashion falls behind Rivorn Clothing, isn’t that right?” She declared.
Alyssa only smirked while Cathy had quite the gut for spinning a story. If she had not had that video, she might have been cornered by the false accusations. However, Alyssa was not in any rush to reveal her trump card. She wanted to see how massive Cathy could spin a story, knowing that the more assuring her acting now, the harsher the fall would be when the evidence was revealed.
Thus, Alyssa just stared at Cathy quietly.
Cathy noticed no word came from Alyssa and assumed she had won. She sneered, “Nothing to say, Ms. Dawson? So I must be right, then?”
Andrew kept his eyes fixed on Alyssa for a long moment before turning to Simon and saying, “Get Mr. Sanders on the phone.”
When Cathy heard Andrew’s words, she clenched her fists as she thought, ‘Even after all this, Mr. Coleman still wanted to protect Alyssa!‘ Grinding her teeth, she snapped, “Mr. Coleman, are you still trying to protect her? Mr. Sanders has been with Coleman Fashion for years and has never made such a mistake. Are you seriously going to blame Mr. Sanders for Alyssa Dawson?”
Andrew stared at Cathy and said, “Ms. Carlson, you have not investigated the matter yet, but you’re already certain it was Ms. Dawson’s fault. That’s pretty presumptive.
Cathy gritted her teeth and said, “That wasn’t a mistake. Ms. Dawson did it on purpose.”
Andrew frowned slightly. “At Coleman Fashion, I will not wrongly accuse anyone innocent, nor tolerate anyone the company’s interests.”
Then, in a firm voice, Andrew called, “Mr. Hunt.”
“Yes,” Simon responded, promptly calling Everett.
When Everett heard Andrew wanted to see him, he quickly set aside his work and came over.
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After that, Evertt came to Andrew’s room, he saw Simon, Cathy, and Alyssa. For a moment, he was unsure of what Andrew wanted to discuss. Thus, he glanced at Simon, hoping for a hint to prevent him from saying anything wrong.
Simon handed the folder with the design draft to Everett and said, “Mr. Sanders, take a look at this and explain.” Everett then opened the folder and saw the coffee–soaked design drafts, his hands trembled, and his face went as pale as a sheet.
“How could this have happened?” he muttered, flipping through the folder in disbelief.
He flipped each page as his face turned whiter, and his lips trembled. “This is Adair’s design drafts,” he shocked.
Adair was not just any designer. She was an apprentice to Anna, the most mysterious international designer.
Anna had always been elusive. No one had ever seen her appearance or knew where she was from. She only designed as she pleased, and every piece was a masterpiece. Rumors said she only made one fashion masterpiece a year, and common people would never get to have it. Her designs were exclusively for royalty, and even they had to wait in line for a chance to
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wear her creations.
Countless top designers around the globe were desperate to learn from Anna, but finding her was like catching the wind.