Chapter 407
Leanna knew that she couldn't reason with Queenie, so she commented dispassionately, "You're right.
A lot of people hate me, and I can't make everyone like me. However, I'm not the one who is supposed
to worry about getting the backlash for what I've done."
Leanna knew that she couldn't reason with Queenie, so she commented dispassionately, "You're right.
A lot of people hate me, and I can't make everyone like me. However, I'm not the one who is supposed
to worry about getting the backlash for what I've done."
Then, she got into her car and left. On her way back, she received a call from Aidan.
The man's masculine voice was heard over the phone. "At what time are you getting off work today?"
Leanna replied, "I have no idea. I'm outside."
"Where have you been?"
"There was something I had to deal with."
A moment later, Aidan said, "Wait for me in the studio after you get off work."
"Hmm. Got it."
After putting down her phone, she caught a glimpse of a friend request on WhatsApp. The person's
name was Elliot.
Seeing that, she knitted her brows and directly dismissed it. That guy is obviously up to no good. He
claims that he needs a second chance to be a better person, but he has never considered donating the
money given to him by Queenie to the charity.
When she stopped her car at the sight of the red light, her phone buzzed. She connected the call and
realized it was a scam call this time.
"Congratulations! There's a lucky draw going on, and you're—"
Leanna hung up before the person could finish his words. While gazing at the phone, she fell into her
thoughts. A moment later, she drove her car forward at the sight of the green light and passed through
the crossroads before pulling the vehicle over on the roadside. Then, she found the unfamiliar number
from two days ago and called, only to find that the other party's phone wasn't turned on.
She lowered her phone and let out a breath. Perhaps I've been overthinking things. If it was Ron, he
would contact me again.
…
Since the police didn't have evidence to prove that Queenie had hired someone to attack Elliot, and
Ron's face wasn't shown in the surveillance footage, the strife between Queenie and Elliot came to an
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On the other hand, the organizer of the competition soon announced that Queenie's results would be
revoked. Additionally, she and Elliot would never be allowed to take part in any designers' competitions
or fashion events.
In other words, they had been shut out from the fashion world.
Leonno knew thot she couldn't reoson with Queenie, so she commented dispossionotely, "You're right.
A lot of people hote me, ond I con't moke everyone like me. However, I'm not the one who is supposed
to worry obout getting the bocklosh for whot I've done."
Then, she got into her cor ond left. On her woy bock, she received o coll from Aidon.
The mon's mosculine voice wos heord over the phone. "At whot time ore you getting off work todoy?"
Leonno replied, "I hove no ideo. I'm outside."
"Where hove you been?"
"There wos something I hod to deol with."
A moment loter, Aidon soid, "Woit for me in the studio ofter you get off work."
"Hmm. Got it."
After putting down her phone, she cought o glimpse of o friend request on WhotsApp. The person's
nome wos Elliot.
Seeing thot, she knitted her brows ond directly dismissed it. Thot guy is obviously up to no good. He
cloims thot he needs o second chonce to be o better person, but he hos never considered donoting the
money given to him by Queenie to the chority.
When she stopped her cor ot the sight of the red light, her phone buzzed. She connected the coll ond
reolized it wos o scom coll this time.
"Congrotulotions! There's o lucky drow going on, ond you're—"
Leonno hung up before the person could finish his words. While gozing ot the phone, she fell into her
thoughts. A moment loter, she drove her cor forword ot the sight of the green light ond possed through
the crossroods before pulling the vehicle over on the roodside. Then, she found the unfomilior number
from two doys ogo ond colled, only to find thot the other porty's phone wosn't turned on.
She lowered her phone ond let out o breoth. Perhops I've been overthinking things. If it wos Ron, he
would contoct me ogoin.
…
Since the police didn't hove evidence to prove thot Queenie hod hired someone to ottock Elliot, ond
Ron's foce wosn't shown in the surveillonce footoge, the strife between Queenie ond Elliot come to on
end.
On the other hond, the orgonizer of the competition soon onnounced thot Queenie's results would be
revoked. Additionolly, she ond Elliot would never be ollowed to toke port in ony designers' competitions
or foshion events.
In other words, they hod been shut out from the foshion world.
Following the announcement, the organizer posted another tweet showcasing Leanna's work during
the preliminary round, the semi-final, and the final. They also revealed her score.
There was no denying that she deserved to be the winner.
After the tweet was posted, a lot of people left their comments.
'McK's name has finally been cleared. I've said that she should've been the winner, given her talent.
Some people had spread rumors that President Pearson helped her shoot to fame. Are they blind or
something?'
'Those who spread rumors are really something. They're risking their lives by slandering the Pearson
Group. I admire their courage.'
'Based on what has happened so far, it's not hard to figure out the people who have been spreading
rumors.'
'Hahaha. There's no need for any speculation. I had just visited Elliot's page. He's posted a new tweet
and accused Queenie of her wrongdoings.'
'So, everything started because Queenie's jealous of McK. She made Elliot side with her and bribed the
judges. However, she didn't live up to her fame, so the exclusive show that was supposed to be hers
was given to McK instead. Therefore, she became furious and sought Elliot's help. That was when the
conversation was recorded.'
'Gosh, the previous comment is spot on! Queenie and McK have been on bad terms since their tenure
at Lux. My friend is a staff member from Lux, so she has shared some secret information with me.'
'What secret information?'
'Please share it with us as well.'
'Please DM me with the secret information.'
'Second that.'
'Anyway, I don't think Queenie is powerful enough to do such things. Although Elliot is deplorable, he's
pretty famous in the fashion world. It would require a lot of money for Queenie to make him help with
the cheating. Does she have so much money? Moreover, the judges are important figures in the
fashion industry. Could they be bribed so easily?'
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm'Queenie is a nobody compared to them, but she has a mentor. It wouldn't be hard for Robert to bribe
those people.'
'I can't believe Robert is that kind of person. That's gross.'
'Gosh! He's one of the most influential designers. I suggest the organizer blacklist him, along with
Queenie and Elliot.'
'He's such a terrible guy. It's no wonder his apprentice did such a thing.'
The blame over the internet gradually shifted from Elliot and Queenie to Robert, who promptly posted a
clarification on his company's social media.
In the statement, he claimed that he wasn't aware of Queenie's wrongdoings during the competition.
Moreover, he respected the organizer's decision and felt devastated that Queenie turned out to be such
a person. He regretted taking her on to be his apprentice. From that day onward, he had nothing to do
with her anymore.
After the clarification was posted, many people doubted Robert, for Queenie wasn't capable of bribing
the judges.
Just as the discussion over the internet became increasingly heated, the organizer posted a tweet to
say that Robert had nothing to do with this incident. They would continue investigating the bribery case
and let everyone know when the outcome was ready.
At this point, the incident regarding the designers' competition was over.
As Queenie went through all the comments in her home, she went mad and swept the computer and
draft papers to the floor.
After she threw a tantrum, she caught a glimpse of an old phone lying among some miscellaneous
items. She inserted a SIM card and dialed a number in a hurry. The person on the other end asked in a
languid voice, "Who are you?"
Hearing her voice, Queenie was elated. "It's me, Miss Kramer. I'm Queenie. Have you seen all the
comments on the internet? What should I do now?"
Violet snapped, "That's your problem. What does it have to do with me?"
Queenie bit her lip. "How could it be my problem? I listened to your advice and did such a thing.
Moreover, you were the one who had found Elliot and bribed the judges. I've never told anyone about
any of those things. Can you lend me a hand? I have no idea what to do now."
"Stop spouting nonsense, will you? I just thought you were friendly and had a talk with you during the
competition. I've never given you any advice or told you to do anything. Also, I don't know the guy
you've mentioned."
"But Miss Kramer, I—" The call ended before Queenie could finish her sentence.