My Baby's Daddy

Chapter 392 One Rotten Apple Spoils the Whole Barrel

“Take it easy. I have a feeling they’ve come prepared, so we’d better not fall into their trap.” Felicia patted Anastasia’s shoulder.

After entering the conference room, Anastasia looked toward the five people sitting there. There were two lawyers, two Savill staff, and the director.

“Are you Anastasia Tillman, the person who stole my designer’s work?” George sneered as soon as he saw Anastasia.

At that, Anastasia stared coldly at him. “On what basis do you say that?”

“We have proof, of course. In fact, you replicated nearly the whole of my designer’s piece and submitted it to the show.”

“I know well if I’ve done so.” Anastasia continued to stare coldly at George, not intimidated at all.

Just then, one of them took out an iPad and opened the sketch before handing it to Anastasia. “Miss Tillman, why don’t you take a look at these two pieces first? One of them is our designer’s drawing and the other one is yours. They’re practically identical.”

iPad with a frown and couldn’t help being stupefied upon seeing the sketches. They

is my work. You guys stole it!” Anastasia retorted as she put the

you’re not talented enough, Miss Tillman, and that you want to establish your reputation as a designer by

up for Anastasia. “That’s where you’re wrong. Miss Tillman is our most talented designer, and she will never steal

Sherman. Secondly, she released it earlier than you did. What’s more, the finished product was placed in our company’s display case last month. However, Miss Tillman submitted her sketch on the twelfth of

Anastasia held her breath, shocked

her piece into the company’s system on the second of this month and submitted the sketch to the show a week ago. Hence,

trusted that Anastasia wouldn’t

two options—take down your piece, apologize to Savill publicly on behalf of Bourgeois, and compensate for our loss. Otherwise, we

even concluded that

dig into this before giving you an answer. Why don’t you guys

George added disdainfully, “How unfortunate

door closed behind her. How