Wyatt quickly had the person brought over.

The so-called staff member was a woman in her forties, dressed plainly, with a bare face and an expression of distress.

As soon as she entered and saw Thalassa, she became agitated, pointing at her and saying, "Yesterday, while I was organizing the collections, it was her who came to me, asking to take a look at Zoey's designs. Yes, her. I'm certain of it."

Thalassa's expression darkened. She sternly said, "Lying comes with legal consequences. When have I ever sought you out? Before this, I hadn't even met you!"

It was a complete fabrication; Thalassa was truly seeing this woman for the first time.

"I'm not lying. You found me yesterday, all secretive, wanting to see Zoey's work. You said you admired Zoey and just wanted to catch a glimpse of her creations, no harm meant," the woman said, her voice filled with urgency, pointing accusatorily at Thalassa.

Thalassa frowned, looking at the woman with a mix of confusion and shock. She truly was meeting this woman for the first time and couldn't fathom why she would accuse her of such a thing.

star student of your professor. Not only do you not appreciate it, but you also betray my kindness by plagiarizing my work for the finals! Is winning that important to you?" Thalassa was left flustered by Zoey's emotionally charged accusations, struggling to defend herself. Indeed, it

who should be accused

was the

turned, and all evidence now pointed to

nervously cornered, unable to explain, she felt a hand

Turning, she saw Lysander

his large hand firmly holding hers, pulling her to his side and giving a reassuring squeeze. His deep

in the depth of his gaze, Thalassa's

barrier between them,

they seemed to shimmer with a comforting light, and looking into them, she felt an inexplicable sense of calm. This must be

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