Seeing Daisy silent in her speechlessness, with the silence spreading, Kevin asked, āWhere is Felix Baker?ā
Joseph Allen looked around and said, āI think he just went out to answer a phone call.ā
Kevin Clark:
As soon as this conversation ended, everyone in the banquet hall looked over.
Some were curious, some were confused, some were just looking. Some were disgusted, some were condemningā¦
Kevin Clark scanned the crowd and then placed his wine glass on the table beside him.
The collision of the glass and table made a noise, and the glass shattered the next second. The red liquid in the glass spilled out and flowed down the table.
Everyoneās pupils shrank, and then they immediately looked away.
Joseph Allen glanced at the broken glass and said, āIāll go check on Felix Baker.ā
Daisy Zane nodded.
The message on the screen continued to roll.
Daisy Zane casually took a sip of wine and looked at it calmly.
The screen displayed messages about her plagiarism, sent by a staff member from within Spotlight.
They posted a photo, a close-up screenshot of Phoebe Turnerās necklace, and a design draft.
Comparing the two, they were mostly the same with just some changes to the details.
To prove it, the staff member posted their work certificate with only simple redactions.
That design draft was indeed Daisyās draft, which had been in Felix Bakerās safe.
Daisy thought to herself. It wasnāt always in the safe though.
Spotlight has a plan to train designers, and Felix Baker used some of her designs as teaching aids for others.
Two separate photos were also intentionally posted on the screen, enlarged and compared.
As she watched, William Lane, Robinson Scott, and Olivia Lane came over.
William Lane looked very serious, and he wished he could catch and kill the person responsible the next second.
Hardy Clark had a face full of sympathy and concern.
The restā¦ their expressions were all subdued. Hugo Clark and Robinson Scott were the most indifferent. Robinson Scott even had a look of relishing the spectacle on his face.
As for Olivia Laneā¦ her beautiful little face seemed to be saying, āhow unlucky can you be?ā
Looking at their expressions, Daisy Zane understood that only Hardy Clark was unaware of the situation.
Seeing Olivia Lane holding her cell phone, Daisy took it from her hand and checked the messages on it.
Hugo Clark noticed Olivia Lane obediently handing over her phone to Daisy, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.
Was sheā¦ this well-behaved?
Daisy Zane looked down at the messages on her phone.
Almost all of them were cursing her.
[Shameless! Taking someone elseās work as your own, how can you have the nerve? Someone worked hard to create that design, and after you modify it, itās suddenly yours?]
[This is too blatant. After plagiarizing, you even gifted it to someone else. What were you thinking? How could you present it, donāt you feel any shame?]
[Is this the arrogance of those with connections? Not only can they order the drama crew to stop or restart work at will, but they can also claim someone elseās design as their own?]
[Poor Phoebe Turner. Not wearing Spotlightās jewelry but happily wearing someone elseās design, and it turns out to be a counterfeit. How does she explain this to Spotlight?]
[Plagiarism dog, get out of the entertainment industry!]
[Phoebe Turner got what she deserved. As a spokesperson, she doesnāt wear the brand she represents, but wears someone elseās design.]
[The powerful collude and band together, like a nest of snakes and rats. They might have even planned this together. They wanted to build Daisy Zaneās talented image, but it was exposed so quickly.]
[Serves them right. Who told them to mess with Clayson Ninevaraās design? It would be better to take anyone elseās, why Claysonās?]
[Claysonās works are powerful, and they want to build an image of jewelry design that is no worse than Claysonās. Well, you just wait. Soon Maple Elite Entertainmentās PR team will be counterattacking.]
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Daisy Zane casually browsed through the comments, then scrolled through Facebook.
She found the source.
The incident started with a Facebook post from a new account. The person said the necklace design seemed similar to Clayson Ninevaraās style.
They made one post.
Then, ten minutes later, they made another post, saying it still resembled Claysonās design style, and even tagged Spotlightās official website.
Spotlightās official side didnāt respond, but a staff member from Spotlight quickly spoke up.
They posted comparison photos and showed their work ID.
Actually, Daisy clicked on their Facebook, they had over 5,000 fans.
Their Facebook posts were all related to Spotlight.
It was evident that they were a staff member of Spotlight.
The evidence seemed incontrovertible.
However, there was still no news from the official side of Spotlight.
Daisy gave Olivia the phone back, glancing at Kevin Clark talking with Theodore North and Calvin Stewart.
āBrother Nine, how do we resolve this?ā Robinson Scott asked leisurely.
āWait for the official site to clarify.ā This matter was simple ā once Spotlight cleared things up, it would be fine.
āJust like that?ā Allonzo Hobson, who had just arrived, heard her question. āI didnāt let them turn off the screens; Iāve informed the media. Why not resolve it on-site?ā
Daisy shook her head.
Today was Phoebe Turnerās birthday, and it was Hobson Familyās home field.
She preferred to resolve the issue quietly.
Butā¦ some people didnāt want her to resolve it quietly.
As her earrings hadnāt stopped shaking from her headās movement, a sudden voice burst into their small group.
āLady Zane sure knows how to steal the spotlight, even disrupting othersā birthdays.ā
Everyone looked over, and Mrs. Maxwell and Clara Mitchell were standing at the side.
Daisy raised her eyebrows slightly after spotting them.
These twoā¦ one could be considered an irreconcilable enemy. She had sent Bonnie Maxwell to Mountain Sea Continent Prison, and Kevin Clark had beaten George Maxwellā¦
The other one could be considered the leader of her haters.
Putting these two together, theyād probably want to kill her.
As soon as Mrs. Maxwell spoke, the reluctant onlookers immediately looked over.
Now, they were shamelessly enjoying the drama.
Seeing them coming, Kevin Clark left Theo and his wife and joined Daisyās side.
William Lane looked at her: āMrs. Maxwell is quite good at catching attention too, and quite idle ā she flocks to wherever thereās a commotion.ā
āMm?ā Robinson Scott whispered to Daisy, āIs William Lane really that sarcastic?ā
Daisy raised the corner of her mouth: āItās genetic, I guess.ā
Robinson Scott:ā?ā
Mrs. Maxwellās sense of propriety was intact until she saw Kevin Clark. When she saw him, the knives in her eyes seemed ready to fly out, and she even forgot what William Lane said. In the end, she couldnāt maintain her politeness.
āIāve lived for so many years, and this is the first time Iāve seen someone who copied othersā works at such a high-level banquet. Itās really novel.ā Mrs. Maxwell tore the facade, not caring about anything. āNowadays, what kind of people can enter?ā
Kevin Clark looked at her, asking in a low voice: āWhat kind of people are we, the Clark Family?ā
William Lane frowned:
Olivia Lane pursed her lips, thinking, who belongs to your family?