If they were to design a new dress from scratch, there wouldnât be enough time.
âInform Mr. Wesley first. And Tasha, call Mrs. Fuller. She must be furious,â
Natalie said decisively. âWe have to discuss potential solutions with her.â
She glanced at the time on the clock and locked at everyone in the office authoritatively. âEveryone, we might have to work overtime today. We need to wait for Mr. Wesley to make the final call. The two dress designs are exactly the same, but from the pictures, it can be seen that the workmanship of that dress is a bit rough in the edges, so it mustâve been made in a rush. The designer Aileen hired mustâve plagiarized W Marksâs design, which means the design was leaked from our office. Our top priority is to find out who leaked the design so that we can take legal action.â
Hearing that they wouldnât be able to get off work on time, everyone started grumbling. But what Natalie said was reasonable.
Dalores, however, couldnât care less. She just hated Natalie and would counter designer Aileen hired mustâve plagiarized W Marksâs design, which means the design was leaked from our office. Our top priority is to find out who leaked the design so that we can take legal action.â
Hearing that they wouldnât be able to get off work on time, everyone started grumbling. But what Natalie said was reasonable. Dalores, however, couldnât care less, She just hated Natalie and would counter her any chance she got. Moreover, she didnât think that Natalie was qualified to boss everyone around in the office.
âWho do you think you are?â she stood up from her chair and sneered indignantly. âWhat gave you the right to ask us to stay after working hours? We can deal with this tomorrow. Why rob everyoneâs time?â
Dalores just hated seeing Natalie take the lead.
âAlthough we donât have any evidence that somebody purposefully leaked the design, W Marks is still partially responsible for this. We owe it to the client,â
Natalie said calmly. âEveryone who has laid eyes on those drafts are potential suspects.â
âDidnât Mrs. Fuller see the draft as well?â Dalores refuted. âMaybe she leaked the design by accident.â
Natalie had met Mrs. Fuller before. She was a temperamental lady who hated wearing anything that someone else had worn before, which was why she paid Draco good money to design clothes specifically for her.
Mrs. Fuller would never share a design, be it by accident or on purpose.
âIt canât be Mrs. Fuller. She came for bespoke designs. She wouldnât have shared it with anyone. Everyone, letâs just wait for Mr. Wesleyâs decision, okay?â
After that, Natalie went back to her seat and continued with her work.
Soon, Draco caught wind of what was happening. He called and told everyone not to leave the studio and that he would come as soon as possible.
He expressed his concern about the breach in the companyâs designs, making everyone a potential suspect. It seemed that Mr. Wesley intended to conduct an investigation.
Natalie swiveled in her chair to glance over her colleagues when there was a sudden loud voice.
âHey, Tasha, was it you. We all know how clumsy you are.â Dalores walked over and pointed a finger at Tasha.
Tasha stood up in disbelief and immediately defended herself. âWhat? How could it be me? I come from a decent family and they taught me well! We wouldnât do such a stupid and immortal thing! Gather evidence first before you start pointing fingers at me!â
Looking at the empty seat on Tashaâs left, Dalores sneered. âIt wasnât you? Then it mustâve been Elizabeth. She mustâve known about this, so she was too scared to come to work. When she shows up, Iâll get her to admit it in front of Mr. Wesley!â
Natalie couldnât stand her nonsense anymore. She frowned and said, âCan you just shut up for one second? Weâll get to the bottom of this once Mr.
Wesley comes. Heâs a fair person. If anyone can find out who leaked the draft, itâs him!â
Dalores glared at Natalie murderously, gnashing her teeth.
Just then, there was a commotion outside the studio. Hearing the noise, everyone thought Draco had arrived.
But to everyoneâs surprise, the person who entered the studio was not Draco, but a very angry Mrs. Fuller.
âWhere the hell is Draco Wesley? Come out and face me!â
Mrs.Fuller looked expensive as usual, wearing a luxurious mink fur coat and designer shades.She stormed in, her Valentino heels clicking against the floor, and threw her Prada bag onto an empty chair.
Behind her was a man in a well-tailored suit, who mustâve been her lawyer.
Agitated, Mrs.Fuller pulled out a cigarette from her bag, lit it, and took a long drag.
While exhaling a puff of smoke, her eyes swept across the office.
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ï¤Chapter 1329 Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen âWhat a coward! Is he hiding? That B-list actress showed off my dress to the masses.Shame on her! Tell your boss to come out! I demand an explanation!â
Frightened by Mrs.Fullerâs threatening aura, nobody dared to make a sound.Only Natalie walked over calmly and put on a professional smile.
âMrs.Fuller, our apologies, but Mr.Wesley is on his way here as we speak.â
As soon as she finished speaking, the man next to Mrs.Fuller spoke.
âMiss, we demand justice.Mrs.Fuller has made herself very clear: if you canât fix this today, she will sue Draco Wesley and the W Marks Studio to cover her losses.We will also hold a press conference to make it public.â
âWe still need to investigate this matter. There has to be some sort of misunderstanding, âNatalie explained cryptically.
âWeâve already confronted Aileen, but she said she didnât know anything about it. ÅÆ¡Ù§ÉÆÆ¡Ê.ÆÆ¡É± She only said that she had paid a designer a high price for the dress.She didnât know that it was stolen from your studio.â The lawyer took out a recorder and played a clip.
It was their conversation with Aileen..
Seeing that things were not going well, Dalores poured a cup of tea for Mrs.Fuller and said with a flattering smile, âMrs.Fuller,.
have some tea while you wait.â
As she handed the cup to Mrs.Fuller, Dalores took this as an opportunity to whisper something into Mrs.Fullerâs ear.
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