Chapter 1522


    Harrietughed coolly, “When two people’s stories don’t line up, you know someone’s feeding you a


    bunch of bull!”


    A reporter chimed in, “Ms. Harriet, if you knew your studio’s designs were being ripped off, why didn’t


    you say something earlier?”


    Harriet responded nonchntly, “I hardly watch reality show. It wasn’t until someone rmended


    Carme’s portfolio to me a couple of days ago that I realized our designs had leaked. By that time,


    GK’s fall and winter collection had already been announced.”


    The Macin family’s faces turned gloomy, and all eyes were on Carme.


    The reporter quickly turned his attention to the guest seats, his eyes sharp. “Ms. Carme is here


    today. Ms. Carme, what do you want to say about Ms. Harriet’s remarks?”


    All spotlights instantly focused on Carme. She felt like she was freezing, her face pale. She got up


    with a tremble, stiffly looking at Estelle and tightly pursing her lips. All she managed to say was, “I didn’t


    steal anything.”


    The crowd gasped, their eyes darting back and forth between Ms. Harriet and Estelle.


    Estelle’s expression was icy. She stared at Carme, “I’ll give you another chance, Carme. Tell


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    everyone, did you sneak a peek at my designs?”


    Carme tried to recall that day in Estelle’s office when she printed the designs. Having the experience


    before, she had made sure there were no cameras in the office before she proceeded.


    There were no cameras, and it had been two months. Estelle couldn’t possibly have any evidence!


    Carme clenched her fists, straightened her back, and lifted her chin defiantly at Estelle, “I didn’t take


    a nce at your designs! I swear all the designs I’ve shown on Beauty’s Wardrobe are my own. You’re


    the one who copied my work!”


    Carme’s bold deration left the crowd confused, and their gazes turned back to Estelle, waiting for


    her response.


    Simone tried to stayposed, telling Bet who was stern-faced, “We have to trust Carme. It


    must’ve been Estelle who copied her work!”


    Terrence and Bet remained silent. The revtion that Estelle was KING was shocking and


    unsettling enough!


    Estelle’s face remained expressionless as she listened to Carme, her eyes filled with indifference


    and mockery. She turned to a staff member, “Could you fetch myptop?”


    The staff member quickly brought over Estelle’sptop from backstage.


    Estelle turned on theptop, projecting the screen onto arge screen behind her. “I have two pieces of


    evidence. The first proves these designs are my own, and the second proves Carme indeed copied


    them. Everyone, please look at the big screen.”


    Estelle brought up her usual design software on herptop, showing the original files of her designs.


    “You can see the creation andpletion dates of these designs. Compare them with the dates of the


    Beauty’s Wardrobe episodes and see which came


    first.”


    The timeline was clear. Estelle’s design files were indeed created before the Beauty’s Wardrobe


    episodes, with some predating the show by two months. Carme tensed, staring at therge screen


    but still unwilling to admit anything. “What does this prove? Anyputer expert could easily alter that


    data.”


    Estelle nced at Carme with a cold smirk on her face. “So you won’t admit your mistake until the


    evidence is shoved in your face, right? Fine, here’s the second piece of evidence.”


    She turned to the reporters in the room, “I happen to have aputer expert on my team. He installed


    automatic camera activation software on myptop a long time ago. That means any use of myptop,


    every action, and screen, is being recorded.”


    She closed the design software and opened another program, ying a video clip.


    As soon as the video started, Carme’s face was shown clearly, along with a split screen showing her


    actions on Estelle’sptop.