Chapter 155 I’m Just Stating the Facts


    Upon seeing these surveince videos, Ruth’s face turned pale as a sheet.


    She never expected that Miles would have kept surveince videos, seemingly carrying them with him and having them prepared well in advance.


    <i>Could </i><i>it </i><i>be </i><i>that </i>Miles <i>and </i><i>Kate </i><b><i>saw </i></b><i>through </i><i>my </i><i>n </i><i>long </i><i>ago</i><i>? </i><i>No</i>, <i>that’s </i>impossible<i>! </i><i>My </i><i>n </i><i>was </i><i>wless</i><i>! </i><i>How </i><i>could </i>it be <i>so </i><i>easily </i><i>exposed</i><i>?</i>


    <i>Moreover</i>, <i>I </i><i>still </i><i>have </i><i>a </i><i>trump </i><i>card</i><i>. </i><i>What </i><i>I </i><i>need </i><i>to </i><i>do </i>now is <i>stay </i>calm. <i>I </i><i>must </i><i>remain </i><i>calm</i><i>!</i>


    Ruth took a deep breath, slowly calming her emotions. She still looked at Miles with red eyes, her voice choked up. “Mr. Miles, I don’t know why you’re targeting me like this, I, I …


    “”


    She covered her face and started crying, gasping between sobs. “Everyone in thepany knows it was you who kept looking for me.


    “It was, clearly it was


    Ruth’s tearful plea once again shifted the attitudes of the crowd, leaving them uncertain and silent, watching them both.


    It was too hard to take sides. Both had evidence, and these people who didn’t know or understand anything were better to watch silently from the sidelines.


    “Indeed, Mr. Miles has been looking for Ms. Robertson all along.”


    A voice suddenly r?ngorbaExclusive ? content by N(?)ve/l/Drama.Org.


    The speaker was Kate’s old acquaintance, Maia Bowman, the Chief Designer of Davison Group.


    At this moment, Maia stood up in the audience seats, frowning as she looked at Miles, her voice calm. “Mr. Miles is looking for Ms. Robertson and asionally visits Mrs. Davison’s office.”


    Maia’s words were simple and calm, without hinting at falsehood. She was speaking the truth, yet her words caused a shift in the way people looked at Miles and Kate.


    The words spoken by Maia, the Chief Designer of Davison Group, surely couldn’t be false, right?


    Kate’s cold gaze fell on Maia, and she curled her lips mockingly, saying, “And then? What are you trying to say? That Miles wants to take advantage of Ruth, and at the same time, he and I have an improper rtionship?”


    Maia’s expression remained unchanged. “I’m just stating what I know. These things are not exactly secrets.”


    She paused for a moment, then slowly continued, “As for how others specte, I suppose I can’t control that. I can’t influence what others think. I’m just stating the facts.”


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    Chapter 155 I’m Just Stating the Facts


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    Ruth listened to her words and was almost about to burst outughing. She looked provocatively at Kate, her eyes filled with satisfaction.


    Seeing Ruth’s provocative gaze and the onlookers‘ curious expressions, Kate sighed softly.


    “Huft, I didn’t want to make a scene in this setting and was nning to give you some face. But it’s <b>a </b>pity you don’t cherish this opportunity yourselves.”


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    Kate looked at Ruth with pity andpassion, then reached out, removed Miles’s USB drive, and reopened her design drawings. Her gaze swept over everyone as she said slowly and distinctly, “From the beginning of my design process, I have left my unique mark on every single design.”


    Upon hearing Kate’s words, Ruth’s heart skipped a beat.


    A <i>unique </i><i>mark</i>?


    <i>Are </i><i>there </i><i>unique </i><i>marks </i><i>on </i><i>Kate’s </i><i>design </i><i>drawings </i><i>that </i><i>she </i><i>left </i><i>behind</i><i>?</i>


    <i>This </i><i>could </i><i>be </i>a <i>bit </i><i>troublesome</i>!


    <i>When </i><i>did </i><i>she </i><i>start </i><i>using </i><i>her </i><i>brain</i>? <i>Besides</i>, <i>I </i><i>had </i><i>someone </i>look <i>over </i><i>the </i><i>design </i><i>drawings </i><i>several </i><i>times </i><i>to </i><i>ensure </i><i>there </i><i>were </i><i>no </i>marks <i>before </i><i>using </i><i>them </i><i>confidently</i>.


    <i>But</i>… <i>now </i><i>Kate </i>is <i>saying </i><i>that </i><i>she </i><i>left </i><i>a </i><i>unique </i><i>mark</i><i>?</i>


    Kate looked at Ruth’s changing expression and continued calmly, “After all, I am participating in the finals of the International Design Competition, and there are people with malicious. intentions watching me. Taking some precautions is quite reasonable, don’t you think?”


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