Chapter 391 use Her of giarizing


    Felicia had juste out of the washroom when she heard the noise. At that, she asked with a frown, “Who are you guys?”


    “I''m George Walden, the director of Savill Jewelry Atelier. We suspect your employee has stolen one of our designer’s work, and


    we have the right to pursue legal liability,” the guy said confidently as though it did happen, and it was even dire.


    No doubt they were merely causing a ruckus since something like this was normal between rivalpanies. At that, Felicia


    sneered and asked, “Where’s your proof? Don’t nder our employees for no reason, or we''ll sue you for defamation.”


    “We definitely have proof, or why do you think we''d daree to you? You have a designer named Anastasia Tillman, working


    under yourpany, don’t you? She has submitted a sketch for next year’s spring jewelry show, hasn''t she? In reality, she stole


    my employee’s masterpiece and imed it as her own. We have the right to pursue her legal liability, so if you''ll please have her


    come out.”


    Felicia couldn''t help feeling shocked at that. Who knew that Anastasia would be caught up in a giarism scandal? How could


    this be, though?


    “She’s on leave right now. | can deal with this.”


    “Oh, we’re not just holding her ountable. We’re also suing Bourgeois for mismanagement,” George announced arrogantly.


    Clearly, they weren''t going to quit until they heard the end of it.


    “Alright, I''ll contact my designer and have here forward to rify the incident.” With that, Felicia went into her office and


    called Anastasia.


    Anastasia happened to be at Tillman Constructions right then. The reports she was reading were giving her a headache, and she


    eased immediately upon hearing the ringtone. “Hey, Felicia.”


    “A director of another jewelry atelier hase to us saying that you allegedly giarized their employee’s work, Anastasia. Are


    you free toe and deal with this?”


    “What? giarize? Me?” The news baffled Anastasia as there was no way she would ever do something like that!


    “Yeah, they''re even iming that the piece you stole is the one you submitted to the jewelry show.”


    “Impossible! That’s my own design and my own inspiration.” Anastasia retorted.


    “| believe you too. However, those guys won''t leave until youe and verify it yourself. Can you rush over?”


    “Sure, I''ll be there in a second.”


    With that, Anastasia dashed to Bourgeois.


    Back at Bourgeois, gossipers began crowding together. Alice was among them as she listened to their whispers about the


    incident. More than that, it delighted her when most of them were evidently mocking Anastasia.


    “Goodness! They’ve even paid to be on the trending page.”


    At that, someone read out the headline, saying, “Designer of a famous jewelry atelier shamelessly steals other''s work after


    running out of ideas. Evidence to prove.”Belongs to N?velDrama.Org - All rights reserved.


    “Designer, Anastasia Tillman, of Bourgeois by QR is guilty of giarizing.”


    Alice smiled as she listened to all that. Looks like Savill really wants to make a big deal out of this! Will Anastasia still have the


    nerve to stay in this industry?


    At this point, Felicia ushered the people from Savill to wait in the conference room. Aftering out, she deliberated whether to


    call Elliot, but in the end, she decided to wait until Anastasia had arrived before doing so.


    After all, it was an inglorious issue for Anastasia.


    As she dashed toward the lobby, the receptionists all shot her nasty looks. Clearly, everyone at Bourgeois had heard about her


    incident.


    When Anastasia showed up in the office, the gossip stopped immediately, leaving only a mocking gaze staring at her.


    “Here, Anastasia,” Felicia called out to her.


    At that, Anastasia went into Felicia’s office. As soon as the door closed, Felicia looked at her gravely. “Anastasia, they’re making


    a big deal out of this. They are clearly nning to ruin Bourgeois’ reputation.”


    Of course, Anastasia could understand Felicia’s worries. At that, she raised her hand and swore, “I swear that I’ve never stolen


    anyone’s work.”


    “Alright, | trust you. Also, | haven’t told President Presgrave about this yet. You decide whether to inform him.”


    “| want to meet these guys first.” An exasperated Anastasia wanted to set the record straight. How dare they use her of


    giarizing for no apparent reason.