Chapter 406
When Love Comes Late
That smile left Stella momentarily entranced, yet it also filled her with an inexplicable sense of relief.
She couldnât help but return the smile, then redirected her gaze to Slater.
Slater, engrossed in the document, went through a series of emotions before finally closing it and addressing Stellaâs direction.
âWhat a shameâ¦â
Anxiety gripped Stella.
Zola, on the other hand, folded her arms triumphantly, a proud smile etched on her face.
But in the very next moment, Slaterâs tone changed.
âStella is, in fact, the original designer.
â
Zolaâs confident grin froze in place.
Before she could react, Slater displayed the document handed to him by Matthew for all to see.
âThis document holds the records for intellectual property rights, and the date-no later than the 25th-precedes Zolaâs.
Even more crucially, Stellaâs registration has been officially approved.
â
He scanned the audience and continued, âIn fact, we have over twenty pages of registration forms, a comprehensive record of Stellaâs design, including every detail, concept, and more.
It is far more comprehensive than Zolaâs evidence.
â
Stella was left dumbfounded.
So that was why Matthew had requested her design drawing that day?
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The mystery in her mind unraveled swiftly.
Matthewâs composed voice broke the silence.
âStella is a senior member of Prosperity Group.
To protect the creative work of our employee, we filed for Stellaâs design achievements in advanceâ¦â
He fixed his icy gaze on Zola and concluded icily, âYou are the true plagiarist.
â
Slater handed the document back to Matthew, his gaze now fixed on Zola with icy detachment.
âZola, do you have anything else to say?â
Panic etched itself onto Zolaâs face.
She raised her eyes, accidentally locking onto Matthewâs frigid gaze.
A chill ran down her spine, forcing her to take an involuntary step back.
âI didnât plagiarize.
â
Slater arched an eyebrow, lips pursed, his demeanor indifferent.
Zola took his silence as an invitation to continue.
Growing bolder, she ground her teeth and pointed an accusing finger at Stella.
âIt was Stella who stole my idea and had it registered.
The real plagiarist here is Stella, not me!â