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.

betray my kindness by plagiarizing my work for the finals! Is winning that important to you?"

one who

the

all evidence now pointed to her

cornered, unable to explain, she felt a hand grasp hers from behind, its dry

Turning, she saw Lysander

giving a reassuring squeeze. His deep gaze met hers, signaling her to stay

the depth of his gaze, Thalassa's chaotic heart

between them, his deep, unfathomable eyes usually

eyes remained profound, they seemed to shimmer with a comforting light, and looking into them, she felt an inexplicable sense

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