Chapter 311
Linda smiled at everyone and stepped in front of the artwork, intending to explain. Just then, I saw Mr. Watry move forward.
“Ms. Brooks, aren’t you aware that this is my student’s design? It’s quite amusing for you to openly plagiarize a student’s work,” he stated firmly.
Mr. Warty, known for his decisive nature, always expressed his views promptly.
Linda’s smile faltered at that moment, revealing her unease. When I saw her expression freeze, 1 knew she had something to hide.
“There must be some misunderstanding. Our rising star designer would never plagiarize. While your student may be talented, I doubt she would be a target for copying in a setting like this. Before Linda could reply, the staff member intervened. They seemed to think we were causing trouble, their expressions turning gloomy.
The sudden hostility made me uncomfortable, but Mr. Watty’s demeanor grew even more serious. Perhaps the staff’s aggressive attitude unsettled him, but I could tell he was determined to defend me.
In a foreign land, it was this kind of support that provided a sense of security.
“If there’s a misunderstanding, we wouldn’t make such allegations lightly. But a designer who can’t even admit to their plagiarism-is that really the kind of rising star you need?”
I watched as Mr. Watty stood resolutely, even publicly reprimanding Linda. This gave
gave me a sense of belonging I hadn’t expected.
Years later, reflecting on that day, I felt immense gratitude. I was grateful to have chosen a mentor who could support me, and even more so to have someone genuinely standing up for me in such circumstances.
The staff’s expressions turned grim, and Linda’s face tightened as well. She Likely never anticipated that a seemingly insignificant student like me could have someone backing me up
“If you cannot explain today, I will file a complaint. Of course, if you don’t have s pulling our relevant identification and reports.
solid evidence, you wouldn’t have dared to come here,” Mr. Watty continued,
At that moment, everything clicked into place. It seemed Mr. Watty had noticed my design showcased at the exhibition, but the name of the artist had been changed, triggering his strong reaction. To him, this sort of thing was utterly unforgivable.
“In fashion design, plagiarism is the ultimate taboo. You’ve essentially copied my student’s work and made only a few minor changes to the colors. Do you think That’s something you can justify?”
Linda’s face fumed even paler as if she had bitten into something rotten Anger and indignation flickered in hereyes.
I understood that once exposed, her career would face significant challenges.
She shot me a furious glare, then attempted to regain her composure in front of everyone.
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