Chapter 1236
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
Chapter 1236 Plagiarism
Janet walked past the meeting room and saw Elizabethâs darkened face after Vera said something.
She felt a little worried for Elizabeth. So, she took the initiative to bring a plate of desserts into the
meeting room, disguising her intentions to check on the situation.
In the meeting room. Vera took out another designerâs design draft and threw it in front of Elizabeth.
She raised her chin and said arrogantly, âI like this design. Copy it.â
No matter how good-tempered Elizabeth was, she couldnât help sulking.
She was sure that Vera knew the biggest taboo for a designer was plagiarism. Once someone was
discovered to be plagiarizing, the person would be criticized by the entire industry. They would even be
blacklisted from the industry and would never be able to work as a designer in the future.
Elizabeth had the dignity and principles of a designer. Even if Vera offered a high price, she would
never plagiarize.
âI wonât plagiarize othersâ work!â Elizabeth said coldly.
She pushed the design draft back and added, âPlease get someone else to do it for you.â
Vera sneered, âI thought W Marksâ policy was to put its customers first. If you canât even follow such a
simple request, you donât deserve to be a designer at all.â
âLady, I am a qualified designer, but your request is unreasonable,â Elizabeth replied, holding back her
anger.
Vera snorted and slammed the table before standing up. She pointed at Elizabeth and scolded, âSo this
is how the designers of W Marks treat their customers. Your attitude is bad, and you lack
professionalism. I want to meet your boss!â
As soon as she finished speaking, an angry voice came from the door. âMrs. Harding, please watch
your manners.â
Veraâs eyes fell on Janet, and she sneered, âYou really like to stand up for your friends. You made life
difficult for the Harding family, again and again, all for Laneyâs sake. And now youâre opposing me
again for this minor designer.â
Janet knew that Vera was just here to humiliate her and her friends.
She stopped being polite and said coldly, âMrs. Harding, you can come at me if you are angry. There is
no need to pick on my friend.â
Vera retorted provocatively, âIâm here to get my clothes designed. Whatâs wrong with that? Are you
driving a customer out?â Janet didnât want to quarrel with Vera in the studio. She turned around and
whispered to Elizabeth, âHelp me request a time-out. Iâll handle her outside.â
Elizabeth pulled her sleeve and said worriedly, âSheâs purposely here to make trouble. Can you handle
it alone?â
Janet patted Elizabethâs hand and comforted her, âI can handle it. Donât worry.â
Elizabeth knew she couldnât change Janetâs mind. So, she turned around and left to request a time-out
for her.
After Elizabeth left, Janet looked at Vera calmly and suggested, âLetâs settle our differences outside. I
donât want to inconvenience my co-workers.â
Veraâs intended to embarrass Janet in public so she wouldnât leave so easily. âI have nothing to talk to
you about. Iâm here to get my clothes designed,â she said stubbornly.
Janet knew Veraâs goal and asked directly, âDonât you want to know where Laney and her baby are?â
Veraâs fingers slightly froze, and the anger on her face faded a little. She must admit, Janet had figured
out what was on her mind.
Her purpose was not only to humiliate Janet but also to find out where Laney was. However, Vera still
didnât want to let go of Janet easily. She denied, âI donât care where Laney is. Sheâd better not come
back. Ask your boss to come as soon as possible. If the designers canât do as I request, ask your boss
to design it for me in person.â
Janet had already seen through Veraâs thoughts. She looked at her phone on purpose and feigned a
regretful expression. âLaney just sent me many photos of the baby. The baby is so cute. Mrs. Harding,
if you donât want to see them, then forget it. Please wait here while I call my boss over.â
With that, Janet sighed and turned to leave.
âWait!â Vera shouted abruptly.
She couldnât resist the temptation and asked reluctantly, âWhere do you want to talk?â