Chapter 846 Betrayal


    "Hey, don''t be so harsh on her. Isn''t she skilled at charming men? She did manage to attract a wealthy


    man, after all. Once her husband opens his wallet, she can be whoever she wants, right?"


    "Look at Heather. This fool is still defending her for a free meal?"


    "There''s never a shortage of deceivers and fools in this world. Cherise is a deceiver, and Heather is a


    fool!"


    Cherise''s colleagues would not stop throwing maliciousments at her. Each word felt like knives


    mercilessly piercing her heart.


    She took a deep breath, left the crowd, and walked purposefully towards Mr. Whitlock''s office.


    Mr. Whitlock knows I didn''t giarize the article. All he has to do ispare the time I submitted my


    manuscript to him with when the user''s paper was published. Then, the truth would be revealed,


    wouldn''t it?


    Filled with hope, Cherise arrived at the entrance of Mr. Whitlock''s office.


    The door was slightly ajar. Cherise raised her hand to knock but paused when she heard Mr. Whitlock''s


    voice from inside the office. "If you provide evidence that your client wrote this paper before Cherise,


    we will apologize to her. This is our oversight. We should be more rigorous and not allow people like


    Cherise, who rely on giarism, to wander around in academia."


    Cherise pursed her lips and pushed open the door, unable to tolerate it any longer. "Mr. Whitlock, what


    did you say? Can you repeat that?"


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    Mr. Whitlock did not expect someone to barge in suddenly. He turned to the door impatiently. "Who


    gave you permission toe in? Get out…"


    However, Mr. Whitlock''s voice abruptly disappeared. He stared in disbelief at Cherise standing at the


    door, asking awkwardly, "Che... Cherise, why are you here?"


    Didn''t Damien say she wouldn''t being to work today? How could this be?


    "If I hadn''te to work, how would I have heard my most trusted superior admitting that I giarized


    someone''s work?"


    After saying this, she calmly walked to the table and nced at the so-called ''evidence.''


    It was proof of the creation time, showing that the research paper had been on theputer of a


    woman named Ynda Weiss for three weeks. The other document was issued by Mr. Whitlock,


    proving that Cherise''s article had only been written a week and a half ago.


    Looking at these two so-called proofs, Cherise smirked coldly.


    Mr. Whitlock issued a certificate stating that my article was given to him a week and a half ago. But I


    gave it to him three weeks ago! What did he say at that time?


    He told me to extensively research it and take it back to revise and polish it. Then, I went back and


    made the necessary revisions, polishing my work.


    Ultimately, Mr. Whitlock recorded thest time I gave him the paper as thepletion time. This wasn''t


    a mistake; it was intentional!


    Mr. Whitlock turned his face away, seemingly guilty. "Cherise, I know it''s difficult for you to admit to


    giarism. But I''m only stating the facts. The time you submitted the paper is stated here as proof. I


    would never fabricate the truth for personal gain." Co?tent of Dr?м??ovеls.cоm