Ashley didn't really sign all of her drawings. This was just an accident.
When she drew this design, she was thinking of Andrew. They hadn't been fighting yet and they were
on very good terms. She found inspiration from practically nothing and started drawing.
On the back of her drawing was not only her name signed but also Andrew's.
She didn't want to just sign her name on it so she wrote Andrew's name too in very small letters. One
had to look very carefully for one to see it.
Ashley looked at Sylvia and said, "If you don't believe me, you can turn the paper and see for yourself."
Miss Mo looked at Sylvia and said, "Turn it over, Sylvia."
Sylvia knew that she had to turn it over even if she didn't want to because there were so many people
watching her.
So she turned the paper over. On the center of the paper, Ashley's name was written in bold and clear
letters. It was difficult to ignore.
Andrew was bursting with pride. 'Smart. Of course, she would think of that. She knew she had to sign
her name on her own designs.'
"Whoa!
Is this true?
Did Sylvia really steal Ashley's design?"
"I'm not sure but based on what happened just now, it seems like it. Why would Ashley's name be
signed on the back? And how would Ashley know about it?"
While the crowd whispered amongst each other, Sylvia remained composed.
It was difficult to believe that the drawing wasn't Ashley's.
Miss Mo and Mr. Mao should have seen what had happened. Mr. Mao looked at Sylvia. It seemed as if
he wanted to defend Sylvia but Miss Mo interrupted him.
"Sylvia, Ashley said that the design you have is actually hers and she was able to prove it. What do you
have to say for yourself?"
"Ha-ha!"
Everyone was shocked when Sylvia just laughed. She didn't even try to explain herself—she just
laughed.
"Sylvia, what are you trying to say?"
Initially, Sylvia had panicked but she was able to think of a plan quickly.
She was the one who presented the design. If she didn't admit it, who else could prove that it was
actually Ashley's? Just by that signature?
She wasn't that naive.
Sylvia looked at Kelly and said calmly, "Miss Mo, I do have something to say.
This design is mine."
Kelly frowned. She didn't like Sylvia that much. While she didn't know much about Sylvia, she could tell
what kind of person she was.
Ashley and Sylvia only got jobs here by pulling strings. But of the two of them, she preferred Ashley
more.
Ashley had been a hard worker since she first came here while Sylvia was showy and often got into
trouble with others.
Kelly said, "You say it's yours but she says it's hers. Would you have any evidence to prove that it's
yours?"
"I drew this! Beryl and Cara saw me draw this. I wrote Ashley's name on the back of the paper.
Ashley's been working very hard since she first started working here. I think she's very good at her job.
I see her as my rival, that's why I wrote her name at the back of my design. Is that not allowed?
You can't say that just because I wrote her name at the back of my design, that means that the design
belongs to her."
Sylvia's two friends vigorously nodded in agreement. "Right, Sylvia drew that. We saw her do it."
Mr. Mao looked at Sylvia, satisfied. He could finally speak now. "Kelly, that makes sense. I think it's
Sylvia's design."
Sylvia's explanation sounded convincing.
The crowd seemed to believe her as well.
"Yeah, that sounds right to me. If I were in her place, I'd do that too especially with a strong rival like
Ashley."
"Hmm. Right."
"I don't believe Ashley anymore. I think her proof is a little bit far-fetched."
"Maybe, Ashley's just jealous. She probably knows she doesn't have a chance winning this contest so
she made this whole thing up."
"Oh, yeah. She'd been asking a while ago if we'd seen anyone go to her desk. She probably was
paving the way for this scene."
The crowd had their own opinions and they weren't afraid to voice it out upon seeing Miss Mo remain
silent.
Amaia grew angry as she listened to all of these idiotic comments. Her face was flushed as she was
outraged.
'How could they talk about Ashley like that? Sylvia stole her design. This is her fault!'
Kelly didn't know what to do. While she believe that the design was Ashley's, she didn't have any proof
to back it up.
When Miss Mo couldn't handle all the chaos anymore, she spoke up, "Okay, all of you stop talking!
Look at all of you! What are you doing? You're in the office! This isn't the market! Please watch your
mouth!"
The room fell into a thick silence.
The employees couldn't help but be worried. They knew how Miss Mo hated gossip.
Ashley's eyes were stone cold upon hearing Sylvia lie through her teeth. She glared at Sylvia. Amaia
was right about her. Sylvia was despicable.
She was cunning enough to think of that stupid made-up excuse.
Sylvia glanced at Ashley knowingly, as if to provoke her.
'So what are you going to do? Looks like you're tied. You can't do anything.'
No one noticed the coldness in Andrew's eyes who was sitting in front.
He glared at Sylvia. It took everything he had not to throw her out of this office right now. He just
wanted Sylvia to disappear.
Johnny, who was sitting next to him, wasn't oblivious to Andrew's rage but it wasn't like he could do
much either.
Sylvia was able to defend herself. There was nothing any of them could do.
Suddenly, someone commented in a low voice, "But the handwriting doesn't look like Sylvia's."
The comment caused a stir.
Ashley raised her head upon hearing this. Her eyes were gleaming. The person was right. It would be
easy to prove that it was her handwriting.
'Sylvia's handwriting is totally different from hers!
Let's see how Sylvia's going to fight this.'
Ashley looked at Kelly and said, "Miss Mo, if Sylvia can prove that the signature is her handwriting then
I'll quit the contest. But if she can't prove that she wrote that then I need her to explain herself to me."
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