A Love Trap

"Mr. Cheng, you wouldn't be partial to Ashley just because you are her cousin, would you? You were also the one who brought her in, correct?"

Sylvia said these words to tell everyone the secret! The words that fell from her mouth can't be taken back. It was meant to tarnish Ashley's reputation and end her there.

'It was Mr. Johnny Cheng, who brought her in!

Who was Johnny? He was the outstanding assistant of Andrew!

He must have played his cards well to get the position for Ashley!' thought by everyone on the room.

Amaia, who stood next to Ashley, was enraged about what Sylvia said. 'How dare she say that! She was the one who got herself in through the back door!

No one would do such a thing except for her!'

Ashley caught hold of Amaia as she was about to rise from her seat and whispered to her ear," Keep calm. Let her speak."

Johnny felt apprehensive after he heard Sylvia's words. His palm started sweating in panic.

'Damn it!

It's okay if you wanted to die, but leave me alone, OK? Don't drag me into it!'

Johnny looked at Andrew cautiously. When he thought about the relationship between Miss Mu and his boss, wasn't that indirectly indicating he's cousins with him as well?

'Being the boss's cousin?' Johnny shivered with fear just thinking about it. 'It's impossible!'

Andrew sat still with a blank expression. No one knew what he thought, which only served to frighten Johnny even more.

'Boss is more terrifying this way.' Beads of sweat started to form on Johnny's forehead as his mind scrambled for a way to answer Sylvia.

the buck to me. Maybe she didn't

here, who brought Miss Mu in. Daring to frame Miss

and said, "Boss, are

were too afraid to say anything and hung their heads

they won't be dragged into it when it spirals out of

the consequences. 'Perhaps Sylvia was unaware of it. That, or she

piece of dead meat. Instead, he glanced at Johnny. It was but a single glance, but it was all it

in front of the computer. Johnny glowered at Sylvia and inquired in an icy

she insisted that it was hers, their hands

answered, "It's my design." She was convinced that no one would know about the

paid no attention to Sylvia. For a while, only the sound of clicking can be heard. Everyone was on edge. A few minutes had only passed, but it seemed like eternity. No

the list of participants of the design competition was displayed

were collected by Miss Mo. The names, entry numbers, and design drawings were compiled. Now, can you check and see whose design drawing is in your hands? Is it

confessing her

up in front of

brought in by the boss's assistant. People with crab mentality were dangerous as

clear that all participants could see that their names corresponded to their design drawings. No one doubted what Johnny had said. No one questioned the authenticity of what was presented

a meaningful look. 'She also thought she could get away with it!' The others

a piece of paper. She screwed up. That's all she

relied on the fact that no one could prove it. She even thought that the

tried to turn the tides around and explained to Kelly, "Miss Mo, it was my mistake. I accidentally took the design away when I was discussing

looked at Sylvia with no sympathy. 'It was all her fault.

admit it when they asked

evidence was shown did she only admit that it was all a

Who would believe her?'