FreeNovel"I'm telling you, I heard it!" Daryl insisted, his tone brooking no argument.
"Oh, so you must've been bribed by Wyatt, then!" Thalassa shot back, her words dripping with sarcasm.
"I'm going to call the cops right now and tell them you're framing me!" Daryl threatened, whipping out his smartphone as if to dial.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Go ahead, make my day," Thalassa retorted, unfazed.
"Enough!" Payton suddenly intervened, his tone firm and serious. "Thalassa, in front of all these witnesses, you continue to dodge the truth. Admit your mistake, and I might go easy on you." "She doesn't need your leniency!" From the entrance, a voice rang out, stopping everyone in their tracks.
They all turned to see a tall, distinguished-looking man walking in, a smile playing around his lips.
It was Callum! Thalassa felt a jolt in her heart upon seeing him.
She remembered overhearing his conversation with Susan outside the interrogation room at the police station. The things they discussed shook her to the core, challenging everything she thought she knew. Her breathing becerratic, her body tensed up in defense.
Callum was not the gentleman he appeared to be on the surface.
Everyone thought he was a good guy, but in reality, he was a wolf in sheep's clothing, a heartbreaker! What was he doing here now? Thalassa glared at Callum, her body language screaming wariness.
Lysander, noticing Thalassa's reaction, was taken aback. Even if Thalassa hadn't reciprocated Callum's affections, shouldn't they at least be friends? Seeing Callum, why would she react like this? "Mr. Gordon, do you have something important to say?" Thalassa asked, her voice laced with caution and cold detachment.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCallum, however, kept his gentle smile, softly saying, "I'm here to reveal the truth." With that, Callum took out his phone, opened a recording app, and played a conversation.
A male voice said, "This is contestant number three, Thalassa's design. You must replicate it exactly for today." A female voice asked, "Why?" The man explained, "You're
contestant number two. Your model walks the runway first tomorrow. If you use Thalassa's design for the opening, when Thalassa's original piece follows, it will look like a copy."
The woman, frustrated, asked, "But why use her design? My work is just as good can't my design beat hers?" The man replied, "You saw what happened in the semifinals. The last vote decided everything. Thalassa has connections, Rosalind is her sister, Lysander is her ex. Thatvote, no matter what, would go to her Lysander is also attending the finals. Don't you see?" "But this tit's the audience voting!" the woman protested.
The man's voice hardened, "Just do as you're told. This comes straight from the top investor. It's not about who wins or loses; it's abouto ensuring Thalassa's downfall." X
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