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    Leah’s voice, cold and sharp, sliced through the tense air. “Corrine, this is Bruce’s and my engagement party. How much longer do you n to make a spectacle of yourself? Others might not see through you, but do you really think Bruce and I don’t? Be honest—could you ever create a design like this? Could you even dream of making a dress like this?” Her tone carried a weary frustration, but beneath ity a clear usation, each word aimed directly at Corrine.


    Tracy stepped in, her expression firm. “Corrine, I’ve told you before—love isn’t something you can force. So why keep stirring up trouble? We chose to let the past go, to move forward, yet here you are, ruining Leah and Bruce’s big day. Isn’t this a bit much?”


    She folded her arms, her voice turning sharper. “You im Adalynn stole a design you threw away. But have you ever thought about the difference between you and her? If you were truly gifted, why would you have clung to the Ashton family all these years? If you had real talent, why haven’t you ever proven yourself in a fashionpetition?”


    Corrine’s background made it hard to believe she had ever set foot at a fashion show, let alone grasped the world of haute couture. And now, she dared to im Adalynn had stolen her design? What a ridiculous usation!


    The murmurs in the crowd grew louder, people exchanging doubtful nces.


    “If she’s that talented, why has she never entered a fashionpetition?”


    “At least Adalynn has won a championship. The industry calls her a prodigy. Why would she need to copy some nobody?”


    “Adalynn’s talent speaks for itself. Unlike Corrine, who’s just throwing around wild ims!”


    “If she’s so sure, then where’s her proof? Words mean nothing without evidence!”


    The murmurs rippling through the crowd sent a surge of confidence through Adalynn. She inhaled deeply and then met Corrine’s gaze. Her eyes, rimmed with red, shimmered with unshed tears. Her voice wavered, thick with emotion.


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    “Miss Hond, I poured months of effort into this design. Even if you refuse to acknowledge my hard work, you have no right to tarnish my name in public. Your baseless usations have harmed my reputation. I have every reason to take legal action for defamation!”


    The draft was already registered under her name in a fashionpetition. Given her status as a talented designer in the industry, who would believe Corrine over her? Even if Corrine had altered the design and created something for Wi, it would be easy enough to flip the story. She could im Corrine was the one stealing from her.


    That thought solidified her resolve. Adalynn raised her chin ever so slightly, a flicker of pride gleaming in her eyes.


    Karina watched as Corrine found herself in the center of criticism. Instinct kicked in, and she started forward, ready to step in. Before she could move, Moses grabbed her arm.


    “And where do you think you’re going?”


    She shot him an exasperated look. “Obviously, I’m going to help Corrine! Can’t you see everyone is turning against her?”


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