Chapter 43
Anastasia 13 bin het couch scrolling themgl the vicimis tweets about her, looking completely chil, like they were dragging some
Meanche, Valeria had also seen the viral drama and her heart was pounding.
She hadn’t expected that bitch Anastasia to actually enter the competition.
She’d figured Anastasia had hacked mit at the last second.
But whatever–so what if Anastasia mered? Valeria had subsified first, and
Valeria quickly pulled herself together.
She’d been planning for this exact scenario, even creating fake design sketches stel backdated timestamps to “prove” she was the original crater.
She smirked and muttered, “Anastasia, this time I’m going to completely ruin you.”
Valeria immediately opened her laptop and logged into Twitter, posting her fake evidence along with a carefully crafted thread
I’m absoôutely devastated about this design controversy. 7′′
“As a designer, I’ve always stood for original creativity and will NEVER tolerate plagiarism. Im considering legal action against those engaging in this malicious behavior.”
“Thope everyone can see through this and continue supporting authentic original design originalDesign #StopPlagiarism”
Her tweets sounded perfectly righteous and convincing
The thread immediately blew up, getting thousands of retweets and replies within minutes,
Valeria’s followers came out swinging, calling Anastasia a “plagiarizing fraud and demanding she be canceled from the design world.
“YES QUEEN! We stan an original artist!?
“Plagiarizers are trash and don’t deserve to call themselves designers @Anastasiak needs to get of out of the industry!”
Valeria watched the overwhelmingly supportive responses flooding her notifications and grinned smugly.
Twitter mob mentality was incredibly powerful As long as she controlled the narrative, Anastalia would never recover.
The story kept exploding across all platforms, reaching absolute chaos levels.
Cassian definitely knew about it by now he called Anastasia immediately.
After she explained everything, Cassian’s tension finally eased. “Handle this however you want. I’ve got your back no matter what.”
Those words made Anastasia’s chest warm with confidence.
With Cassian in her corner, she wasn’t afraid of abything.
Right as the controversy hit peak insanity, a detailed Twitter thread with photos and video evidence quietly went live.
Rhodes Corporation, CED’s Office
Philips reported respectfully, “Mr. Rhodos, Ms. Kingsley just posted her response thread ”
Cassian nodded grily. Buy promoted trending for her posts. Make sure they hit number one on Twitter.”
Anastasia was also ready in face the media dinietly and i The recorde
She reached our to the competition committer to explain the real situation.
The committee took this super seriously and scheduled an emergency press conference to address the scandal.
This was massive news in the fashion world, so reporters from everywhere showed up.
At exactly 10 AM, Anastasia stepped up to the podium in a sharp white dress, facing a sea of cameras and microphones.
A reporter in the front row immediately went for the throat. “Ms. Kingsley, what do you have to say ahir plagiarizing Valeria Kingsley’s designer
Anastasia stared the reporter down coolly. “What proof do you have that I plagiarleed her work?”
The reporter looked Thistered, then got pissy and defensive. “I mean, isart it obvious? You haven’t shown any real evidence of your innocence, and honestly, you don’t really have any notable work under your belt, do you?”
Anastasia let out a harsh laugh. “Is this bow journalism works now? Making assumptions without farts? What if she’s the one who stole from me
That completely triggered the reporter, “fine! If it turns out Valeria Kingsley actually plagiarized you, I putely apologize on my knees.”
She’d been bought and paid for by Valeria, so she was going all–in to defend her.
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