Chapter 393
Chapter 393 Elliot Has Come
Anastasia remained silent in her seat.
“I think it’s best if you don’t ask President Presgrave to save you, for it’ll only make things worse. You’d
better quickly apologize andpensate Savill to save ourpany from further losses,” Alice reminded
her.
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Of course, she didn’t want Elliot to be involved in this. Though she was confident that they wouldn’t have
anything on her, she didn’t want to be panicky either.
“Why should I apologize when I never giarized in the first ce? The one who should be apologizing
is Savill.” Anastasia looked up and stared coldly at Alice.
Alice hit the roof at that. “Are you going to keep acting stubborn, Anastasia? You’ve already be a
joke in the jewelry design industry. Are you only going to apologize after you’ve ruined all of Bourgeois’
reputation? I will not let you destroy thepany’s future!”
Anastasia’s only option was to apologize.
Anastasia stood up in response and said firmly, “I will not apologize before I get to the bottom of this.”
Alice couldn’t help choking and snapped, “Just because President Presgrave likes you doesn’t mean you
can actwlessly, you know. It’s already embarrassing that you’ve giarized. Are you going to make a
bigger deal out of this?!”
“I didn’t giarize, so I won’t apologize.” One could tell from Anastasia’s beautiful face that she wasn’t
about topromise.
Alice was taken aback, for she had never seen someone as stubborn as Anastasia.
At that, she red at Anastasia and uttered, “Well, I can’t wait to see what your fate will be!”
Meanwhile, Felicia pondered over something as she stood in her office. Savill wasing at Anastasia
with full force, putting her at a disadvantage. With that, she decided to give Elliot a call.
“Hello?” Elliot’s voice came from the other end of the line.
“President, there’s something you need to know.”
After hearing the whole story from Felicia, he asked concerningly, “What did she say?”
“Anastasia is sure that she didn’t giarize.”
“Alright, I’lle over now.” With that, Elliot ended the call.
Bourgeois was still in the process of moving; since Elliot was at the Presgrave Group, he needed some
time to get there.
Meanwhile, Grace brought a cup of tea for Anastasia while she sat in her office. “Anastasia, I believe you
didn’t giarize. No matter what everyone else says, I believe you,” said Grace as sheforted her,
feeling bad for the woman.
“Thanks, Grace.” Anastasia was grateful to have an assistant like Grace.
After Grace left, Anastasia propped her forehead, trying to figure out how the whole thing came to be.
She had finished her first draft on the tenth ofst month, and Savill had already put the piece on their
disy by the end ofst month. In other words, they had about twenty days in between amending and
coming up with the finished product. If their workshop worked overtime on this piece of jewelry, it was
indeed possible for them tounch it in about a fortnight at best.
However, the sketch had always been with her, so who could’ve handed it to Savill?
Someone had evidently leaked it, and it had already happened when she came up with the first draft.
However, who wanted her gone for good? A designer would no longer have a ce in the industry if they
were branded for giarizing. After all, it was just as bad as murder.
In the end, Anastasia determined that someone had stolen her sketch between the tenth and eighteenth
of November.
Still, several people hade in and out of her office, and she needed more time to find out exactly who
did it.
Then again, Savill wanted her to answer by 3.00PM the next day. They clearly didn’t want to give her
time to investigate.
More than that, they were also being ruthless, dragging Bourgeois’ reputation down while suing her for
giarism.
Bourgeois’ fame now had overshadowed manypanies in the market and also garnered a high
approval rate. Hence, no doubt fellow traders would want to bring down this strongpetitor.
Anastasia was searching for her first draft when she heard someone pushing the door open. At that, she
looked up and was surprised.
Elliot hade!
“Felicia told me about your situation.” Elliot propped his hand on the desk and asked when he saw her
searching for something, “What are you looking for?”