Suzan quickly regained her composure.
She had been preparing for this moment all along. In fact, she’d even gone so far as to forge a few design sketches and timelines ahead of time, just to “prove” her originality.
A cold, mocking smile tugged at her lips as she muttered under her breath, “Effie, this time, I’ll make sure you’re ruined for good.”
Without hesitation, Suzan opened her laptop, logged into her social media account, and posted her so-called evidence for everyone to see. She added a public statement:
“I’m deeply saddened by the recent controversy in the design community.
As a designer, I have always stood by originality and have zero tolerance for plagiarism. I reserve the right to pursue legal action against those acting in bad faith.
I hope everyone can look at this matter rationally and support true original work.”
Her words sounded righteous and convincing, crafted with perfect logic.
The post went viral almost instantly, drawing in a flood of viewers and comments.
Suzan’s fans rushed to her defense, blasting Effie as a “copycat,” with some even demanding Effie be blacklisted from the design world.
“Stay strong, Suzan! We’ll always support you!”
“Copycats have no place in design. Effie, get out!”
Watching the avalanche of supportive comments, Suzan’s lips curved into a self-satisfied smirk.
Public opinion was a powerful force. As long as she kept the moral high ground, there was no way Effie could ever recover.
The situation kept escalating, the public debate burning hotter with each passing hour.
By now, Lyman must have heard about it too. He reached out to Effie right away.
Effie told him everything.
Lyman finally let out a breath he’d been holding. “Don’t worry about a thing—just do what you feel is right. I’ve got your back.”
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