Chapter 1000 Facing Satire
Chapter 1000 Facing Satire
Phantom stood in front of Besse, looking at her. Besse was looking back at her too. Phantom had
never met Besse before, except for seeing her on the news and TV. But this woman was even more
beautiful than those she saw on TV. It was hard not to be jealous of a designer who could look better
than a model.
"Are you Besse?" Phantom asked directly.
Besse didn''t seem ashamed when she saw Phantom. Before meeting with Phantom today, she felt
guilty about the giarism incident and thought that she owed something to Phantom since she used
someone else''s original work without permission. Especially since the "Angel" series had been selling
like hotcakes, she always thought about how topensate for it.
But as she faced it, whether it was because of something that Phantom said or because of a
confidence that suddenly arose within her, it seemed like this giarism incident wasn''t as simple as it
appeared on the surface and instead made her feel righteous.
"Yes," She answered confidently.
"What are you doing here?" Phantom asked her incredulously. She never expected this woman to have
such audacity toe here and provoke her. Nor did the journalists.
Did she think everyone would be afraid of her because she was an internationally renowned designer?
Phantom did feel scared before though; when finding out that Besse''s "Angel" series looked exactly like
one of hers from before but didn''t dare say anything, in case there were no benefits from doing so or
worse yet getting cklisted by others in the industry due to speaking out against someone more
sessful than herself. However, to capitalize on its poprity, she posted an article on Twitter, where
people sharedments millions of times over. And that led to a situation where journalists came
wing down her door. She had never faced this before nor knew how best to answer them.
It wasn''t until someone powerful offered to help, saying they''d give her the fame she wanted along with
arge sum if she used Besse of being responsible for all this mess, using her victim status against
Besse. She couldn''t resist the temptation and agreed without hesitation. With all these years when she
was a nobody bullied by others in the design circle, she couldn''t let go of the chance to fight back.
"I came here today wanting to talk with you," Besse spoke frankly.
"Are you here to talk to me or just because I held a press conference and you had no choice but to
show up?" Phantom sneered. "Otherwise, as a small designer like me, you probably wouldn''t have
even noticed me."
"If I didn''t notice you, I wouldn''t still be in Northfield." Besse retorted.
"Then why didn''t youe to find me before? Why did I have to hold a press conference for you to
finallye to see me?" Phantom''s tone wasced with sarcasm.
Besse looked at her fearlessly, even though she was alone. She spoke bluntly, "It''s only been two days
since the giarism incident happened. Do you think that I''m capable of handling everything right
away? And now that you have held this press conference so eagerly, it makes me wonder if you''re
using my reputation to promote yourself."
"You''re talking nonsense!" Phantom was getting angry and embarrassed. "I don''t need your help
promoting myself!"
"Then why didn''t you contact me first, Miss Phantom? As someone unfamiliar with Northfield, it took
some time for me to get used to things here. But instead of reaching out and trying to solve this issue
privately as an actual local would do, why did you choose such an extreme way?"
"I''m just fighting for my rights!" Phantom emphasized each word.
"So then it never urred to you that we could solve this privately?" Besse summarized the situation.
Phantom was left speechless by her words.
"If solving things privately wasn''t on your mind from the beginning then what good woulde here
do? We''re still in the same position as before." Besse added sarcastically.
Phantom couldn''t say anything in response; her words were insincere and hollow-sounding now.
"Besse! This giarism is your fault! You copied my work! What gives you the righte question
me?! Just because you are an internationally known designer while I am just a small-time one? Is that
how it works? No matter who''s right or wrong, should you always be above me?!" Phantom pulled
herself back into victim mode again.
"So then because you don''t want to be seen as small-time anymore, that''s why you chose this way,"
Besse said coldly.
Phantom turned red-faced; her voice became sharp, "Besse! Is this how we''re supposed to resolve
things? You giarized my work without any remorse whatsoever and yet here you are ridiculing me.
Don''t tell me you don''t think what you''re doing is disgusting."
"The reason for my attitude is also due to Miss Phantom''s current attitude towards me. Since you have
never thought about resolving this matter properly and insist on seeking justice through legal
procedures, I will of course respect your decision and see you in court." Besse said each word clearly
without any fear.
She had nothing else to argue with Phantom since solving this matter privately had never been
Phantom''s part of thinking.
Besse turned around and was about to leave.
"Stop!" Phantom called out to her.
Besse paused in her steps.
"Even if it''s through legal procedures, shouldn''t you apologize first?" Phantom was infuriated.
Besse smiled and said, "Let''s wait for the court to convict me before we talk about it."
"Besse!" Phantom stared at her fiercely. "I didn''t intend to be so extreme, after all, we are both
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designers. I am well aware of the consequences that designers face when they are stained with bad
behaviour. It was you who forced me and left me no choice but to show no mercy towards you."
"You have the nerve to use that term?" Besse turned to face her and continued, "That''s your way. You
do realize things like that that make people think you''re hypocritical?"
Phantom waspletely provoked by Besse and couldn''t control herself. She stepped forward and
raise her hand to hit Besse''s perfect face.
However, at that moment, someone grasped her wrist with great force.
Oscar''s bodyguard kept Besse behind him and stopped Phantom.
Phantom red fiercely at the man in front of her. Besse was a little surprised since she hadn''t found
anyone following her just now. If memory served right, this guy was Oscar''s bodyguard.
But just now, she had fought with Oscar.