Chapter 581

Chapter 581:

Amy, however, couldn’t stay quiet any longer. Having mentored both Vivi and Sadie at different points, she could tell immediately—Vivi’s piece was nothing but a blatant imitation of Sadie’s.

“Enough!” Her expression hardened, and her voice was sharp as ice. “How long do you all plan to keep lying to yourselves? The truth is clear—Vivi copied Sadie’s work. That’s an indisputable fact.”

Without waiting for a response, she turned and strode into the lounge, where Vivi was waiting.

Looking at the student she had once placed so much faith in, Amy felt an overwhelming sense of disappointment.

“Vivi, be honest with me. Why did you do it?”

Vivi’s eyes turned red, as though she had suffered an unbearable injustice.

She bit her lower lip, her voice trembling. “I didn’t do it, Amy. I swear, I didn’t steal anyone’s design. Please believe me! You’ve always favored Sadie over me—can’t you support me just this once?”

Amy’s frown deepened, frustration evident in her gaze.

“Vivi, I have never been biased toward anyone. Design is built on integrity and honesty. No matter who it is, if they cross the line, they must take responsibility for their actions.” Her voice softened as she sighed.

“Listen to me—go and admit what you’ve done. If you wait until this explodes, things will only spiral out of control. Think carefully.”

With that, Amy turned and left, leaving behind an air of deep disappointment.

Vivi remained, her body trembling slightly. She had bitten her lip so hard that it was nearly bleeding.

Why?

Why should she admit it?

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Sadie had simply played her cards better than expected.

Of course, it all made sense—Amy had always preferred Sadie from the very start.

As she stood there, consumed by her thoughts, Kyla entered with a confident stride.

As she took in Vivi’s distressed state, a cold smirk curled on Kyla’s lips.

“What’s with that face? Already falling apart?”

At her words, Vivi’s head snapped up.

Her stare was sharp—like a poisoned dagger aimed directly at Kyla. “You knew, didn’t you?”

Kyla flinched slightly under Vivi’s intense gaze but quickly masked it with a composed smile.

“How would I have known?” she replied smoothly. “If you want to blame someone, blame that snake, Nanette! She had the nerve to turn on us and join forces with that little fox, Sadie. What a treacherous backstabber!”

She patted Vivi’s shoulder lightly, her tone dark and laced with promise. “But don’t worry. Someone will make sure this situation is handled. That champion title will be yours—no matter what.”

One thing was certain—Kyla would never allow Sadie to take first place.

Meanwhile, Sadie made her way back to the lounge.

The moment she pushed the door open, she spotted Nanette standing there, guilt written all over her face, and her eyes were red as she stepped forward.

“Sadie… I’m sorry…”

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