Simultaneously dumbfounded and incensed, Loraine found herself at a loss.


    Her dream had always been to craft an airport blueprint, a project she had painstakingly worked on


    during her marriage with Marco. Many a day and night she spent honing it, never once catching a


    glimpse of anything simr in the public eye.


    Leopold’s audacious im of giarism caught her off guard. She was no copycat.


    Klein turned to soothe Loraine, only to be startled by her grim departure.


    “Loraine! Where might you be heading?”


    Klein’s worry seeped in, instigating a pounding headache.


    Facing Leopold, who was standing only due to Keely’s assistance, she dered, “I’m off to gather my


    design work. I intend to provide evidence against your im of giarism. I want the world to witness


    that you, the ‘master,’ are falsely using me!”


    In spite of her boiling anger, she remainedposed. She was well aware that disputing Leopold now


    would only cement suspicions of her supposed giarism.


    The best way to establish her innocence, she knew, was to expose her original drafts to the public.


    Keely, after a moment of stunned silence, sneered and retorted, “How could he falsely use you?


    He’s a renowned designer. How could you make such an usation, Loraine?”


    Ignoring Keely’s reproach, Loraine exited the hall.


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    Knowing he couldn’t deter Loraine, Klein promptly messaged Marco. In a brief text, he summarized the


    situation and implored Marco to arrive as swiftly as possible.


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    The crowd’s whispers grew Louder and louder, swirling in a symphony of spection. Despite his own


    worries, Klein made sure tofort


    Leopold.


    “I believe there’s a misunderstanding here, Professor Zizka. Please, don’t let it upset you. I’ve reached


    out to another key yer in this project. He’ll be here shortly. We can revisit the discussion upon his


    arrival…”


    Keely was about to coax Leopold into leaving, but her interest piqued at Klein’s news. She suggested,


    “Professor, we shouldn’t let Loraine’s situation disband us. Why don’t we meet with this other president


    instead?”


    Leopold agreed with a stern nod. Thest person he wished to confront at that moment was Loraine.


    The door to the meeting hall swung open to reveal a suave man in a suit. ALL eyes pivoted towards


    him.


    Leopold surmised that this man must be Marco.


    With a swift stride, Klein made his way to Marco. Marco’s first words were, “Where’s Loraine?”


    Klein exhaled deeply, saying, “Loraine was livid. She stormed off without even a farewell.”


    Marco appeared taken aback but quicklyposed himself, ready to chase after Loraine. But Klein


    held him back.


    “Come on, I shouldn’t have been left alone to handle this disaster.