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.

to me. Maybe she

here, who brought Miss Mu in. Daring to frame Miss Mu, I doubt she'd end up

and said, "Boss, are

leaders present were too afraid to say anything

be dragged

dared to do this. They were terrified of the consequences. 'Perhaps Sylvia was unaware of it. That, or

dead meat. Instead, he glanced at Johnny. It was but a single glance, but it was all it took for Johnny to take action.

might not live to see tomorrow. He flashed in front of the computer. Johnny glowered at Sylvia and inquired in an icy manner, "You are so stubborn. I'm asking you for the last

ground and believed that if she insisted that it was hers, their hands were tied. She fervently believed they

design." She was convinced that no one would know about

got the answer, Johnny sat straight in front of the computer and searched for something. He paid no attention to Sylvia. For a while, only the sound of

the design competition was displayed on the screen along with their

pictures were shown one after another, Johnny started to say, "Sylvia, you must have forgotten that these 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 yours or

never planned on confessing her

Ashley up in front

by the boss's assistant. People with crab mentality were dangerous as they did everything in their capability just to be

so 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

meaningful look. 'She also thought she could get away with it!' The others couldn't believe what they saw. They talked in hushed voices about how deceitful and

turned as pale as a piece of paper. She screwed up. That's all she knew.

compiled list? She relied on the fact that no one could prove it. She even thought that the circumstances were

mistake. I accidentally took the design away when I was discussing with Ashley. It's

no sympathy.

it when they

after the evidence was shown did she only admit that it was

Who would believe her?'