Chapter 132

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Vincent and his partner were discussing cooperation at the table at Millennium Hotel in Jacaster. During this time, a waitress accidentally spilled wine on Vincent’s pants.

The waitress wanted to help him wipe it off, but Vincent saw through her ulterior motive and refused.

He asked Zane to fetch a spare suit, and he would be in the guest room upstairs.

After Zane retrieved the spare suit from the car trunk and returned to the hotel, a woman stood beside him while he waited for the elevator.

Ivy was on the phone, and her face could not contain her excitement. “I’ll watch the live broadcast later: I want to witness the moment Stephanie is exposed as a plagiarist. I won’t let that b i t h off easily since she fired me. You can do it! You can successfully kick her out!”

After hanging up the phone, Ivy was still excited, even humming a tune. When she noticed a burning gaze, she looked to her side. “What are you looking at?” However, Ivy’s eyes instantly widened after she spoke. “Y-You are.

Zage spoke. “I’m Zane, Mr. Fletcher’s assistant.”

Terrified, Ivy turned around and wanted to run away, but Zane grabbed her hair the next second.

He clicked his tongue. After all, it was uncouth to grab a woman by her hair, but Zane had no choice, as he was carrying a suit bag in his hand.

In order not to cause a scene, he pulled her in front of him and whispered, “If you don’t want to die, come with me to see Mr. Fletcher.”

Ivy’s heart was beating wildly. S arranged to meet.

She didn’t anticipate encountering Hades before she could even charm the tall, wealthy, and handsome man she had

At this time, Vincent was in the guest room. When he heard the knocking on the door, he wheeled himself over to open it.

Unexpectedly, the waitress who had spilled the wine was standing at the door. “Mr. Fletcher, I’ve come to apologize to you.”

“No need.” After saying that, Vincent was about to close the door.

However, the waitress dodged and darted into the room. She adopted a pitiful appearance and said, “Mr. Fletcher, although you don’t need me to apologize, I still want to apologize. After all, those suit pants are expensive, and even cleaning them costs a lot of money.”

Seeing her tuck her hair behind her ear pretentiously, Vincent pursed his lips tightly in irritation. “Get out!” He lost his patience. “Don’t make me repeat myself”

The waitress knew this was her only chance. The reporter she arranged had already taken the picture of her coming in. After this incident, her value would skyrocket. She knelt directly in front of Vincent. “Mr. Fletcher, let me serve you. I’m clean. I’ve admired you for a long time. Really.”

Vincent suddenly chuckled softly. “Are you saying you have admired me for a long time?”

The waitress nodded excitedly. “Yes.”

Vincent reached out and grabbed her chin. “Your admiration is truly disgusting!”

C r a k!

He dislocated the waitress jaw directly, leaving her mouth wide open and tears streaming down her face. “Get out of here, or I’ll break your limbs. I will

do it!”

The waitress didn’t expect Vincent to be so ruthless. Terrified, she crawled to the door and fled. As she reached the elevator, the doors opened, and Zane

was escorting by out…

Seeing the waitress’ dislocated jaw, Zane knew Vincent was behind it. He thought, “How reckless! She really doesn’t know her place. How dare she throw herself at him?” Zane quickly led Ivy to the door of the guest room and knocked.

The door opened, and Vincent was sitting in his wheelchair with a grim expression,

When he saw yet another woman, his brows furrowed. “What’s going on?”

Zane pushed Ivy in and kicked her in the knee pit. She collapsed to the ground. “You tell him.”

Ivy looked at Vincent’s cold expression and trembled with fear. “I-If I tell you, will you let me go?”

Vincent sneered, “Are you trying to bargain? It doesn’t work with mel Either speak or die.”

Ivy gulped. “My name is Ivy. I used to work at Starlight Design Studio. Sabrina and I talked about Stephanie’s private life, so she fired me.”

At the mention of Sabrina, Vincent narrowed his eyes. “Go on.”

Ivy trembled with fear, and she continued tearfully, “No design studio wanted us after we got fired. I’m doing some designs for small workshops at home, and Sabrina was lucky enough to get a job helping actors try on costumes on the set. One day, she called me and told me Stephanie took charge of the costumes for the crew. Sabrina said she begged Stephanie, but Stephanie didn’t forgive her. She held a grudge and thought about getting revenge one day. After a while, Sabrina suddenly called me and asked if I would buy Stephanie’s rough sketch for 400 thousand dollars. Naturally, I dared not buy it, and I didn’t have the money anyway. However, the rough sketch was stunning, so I asked my cousin, Alicia. She formerly held the position of design director at Fantasy Boutique, the one who openly bowed to Stephanie during the previous product launch. Alicia was willing to pay for it. I asked for 600 thousand dollars, transferring 400 thousand dollars to Sabrina.”

Vincent’s voice was low and cold. “Where is Alicia now?”

She replied. “5-She went to participate in International Golden Finger Contest. Alicia is working as an assistant for her distant relative, and they used. Stephanie’s rough sketch to make their competition costume.”

Vincent remembered Dream Design Studio was in the competition with Starlight Design Studio. He tapped his fingers lightly on the wheelchair armrest. “So Dream Design Studio used Stephie’s rough sketch for the competition?”

Ivy nodded. “Yes. I think the design studio was kept in the dark. It was Flora and Alicia who plagiarized.”

Zane frowned. “Mr. Fletcher, should we inform Dream Design Studió about this since the competition is just around the corner?”

Vincent’s lips curled into a cold smile. “Why should I inform them? Shouldn’t the design studio be punished for its oversight? No s n o w l a k e is innocent in

an avalanche.”

Ivy sniffed. “Mr. Fletcher, I’ve told you everything. Can you let me go now?”

Vincent’s icy stare swept past, exuding a palpable sense of pressure. “That depends on your performance.”

The exhibition center was located in the bustling downtown area of Chueles

The holding of this competition attracted celebrities and powerful figures from all over the world. Ticket prices soared to 200 thousand dollars each, but they were still hard to come by. In particular, celebrities from the entertainment industry and fashion circles gathered here, surpassing even the opening ceremony of the film festival.

The design teams that made it to the finals appeared on the red carpet

Stephanie and Julianna walked on the red carpet with their production team and the international supermodels they had invited, appearing at the

competition venue.

Media reporters outside the security line raised their video cameras and microphones,

Someone asked, “Ms. Hayes, your design concept is very similar to Star. Some say that Star sold her sketches to you. What do you think?”

One said, “Ms. Hayes, Star hasn’t been seen since e you joined Starlight Design Studio. Is it to pave the way for you?”

Another asked, “Ms. Hayes, Star is one of the judges tonight. Will she be partial toward you?”

Stephanie took the microphone, smiling faintly. “Star is Star, and I’m me. No one can replace anyone. I can only say that I am true to my conscience, Starlight Design Studio, Style Jazz Couture’s brand, and our vast fans”

At this time, someone held up his phone. “Ms. Hayes, there are news reports that your fiancé was caught cheating in a hotel. What are your thoughts?”

Stephanie glanced over, and the phone screen was playing a video. Shortly after Vincent entered the room, a woman knocked on the door and darted

inside.

Someone asked. “Ms. Hayes, what are your thoughts?”