Landon had just finished reading the latest update from the PR team when his frustration boiled over.
“Tell them to get lost,” he snapped sharply, his irritation evident in his tone. “Who do they think they are? Why does everything they say get accepted without question? Forget that.”
He was fed up with the online mob mentality—people blindly following whatever topic was trending, without stopping to think for themselves. There was no way the Four Seasons collection had copied that mediocre work. He was certain of it.
Oralia, calm and composed, spoke up. “We have everything—from Chloe’s initial sketches to every draft and the final designs. If we just released her original drafts, it would prove everything beyond doubt.”
Landon nodded, but then added, “That designer from Tranquil Vision didn’t just steal Chloe’s concepts; she pieced together a dozen cheap knockoffs to make it look original.”
As he listened, Landon’s gaze lingered on Oralia. There was something familiar about her—he’d sensed it the moment she entered the room, but he couldn’t quite place it. That voice… he had definitely heard it before, more than once. Was she a friend of Chloe’s? The thought crossed his mind, but he wasn’t sure.
“Even if we publish the original drafts now,” Landon said, frowning, “only industry insiders will truly grasp Chloe’s talent. The public opinion has already swung in Tranquil Vision’s favor. A simple clarification won’t be enough to change the narrative.” The situation was worsening, and for the moment, the story was working against Chloe.
He wondered briefly if he should reach out to Eugene for help.
Just then, Landon’s phone rang, the sudden sound making him jump. His first instinct was that Eugene, all the way overseas, had caught wind of the scandal and was calling him. He glanced at the screen—relief washed over him when he saw it was another message from PR, not Eugene.
“It’s me. Go ahead,” Landon said, his voice firm. But within seconds, his expression shifted dramatically.
“What did you just say?” he asked sharply, his tone cutting through the room.
Chloe and the others looked up immediately, alarmed by his reaction.
“Okay. I’m on my way,” he added, then hung up and spun toward the door. But before leaving, he turned back to Chloe, his brow deeply furrowed. “Chloe… there’s more bad news. Someone has leaked your photos and personal information online.”
Chloe was stunned into silence.
Robert and Oralia sprang to their feet at once.
Robert grabbed a tablet, brought up a search engine, and typed in a few keywords. The page loaded, revealing a sensational headline: **“EXCLUSIVE: Cosmos Group’s Acting CEO Backs His Secret Lover—Suspected to Be Four Seasons Designer Chloe.”**


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