NovelEnglishThalassa was anxious, just about to explain, when Lysander's cold voice cut through, "Do you have any proof she saw it?" "I..." Wyatt began to speak.
But then David arrived with several others, "Mr. Sinclair, we've reviewed the CCTV footage." David's arrival interrupted Wyatt.
David handed his phone to Lysander, having copied the CCTV footage for review.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLysander took the phone from David and scrutinized the footage, with Thalassa leaning over to watch as well. The video showed Thalassa delivering her artwork, sitting at the bar, and asking the staff questions. Throughout the footage, Thalassa's gaze was fixed on the staff, not even a glance was spared for anything else around.
"This proves it. I didn't see what was inside that tipped-over box," Thalassa asserted to Wyatt, pointing at the evidence on the phone.
Wyatt, his bravado deflating, blinked and was about to view the footage on the phone when a voice sliced through from the entrance, "Thalassa, this contest was never meant for you. A secretary dabbling in jewelry design?" The dig was clearly aimed at Thalassa.
Tensing up, Thalassa turned to see Payton, decked out in a suit, making his entrance flanked by bodyguards, the epitof an executive.
He gave Thalassa a fleeting glance, his eyes quickly shifting to Lysander, a sneer playing on his lips, "Oh, dear brother, why put yourself through all this? For her, you ended up in a coma and now, look at you, barely able to move. And here you are, taking on the whole jewelry world for her again. Hardly seems worth it, does it?" Payton's words dripped with scorn.
Thalassa's heart clenched tighter.
He was right; Lysander's current state was because of her. Had it not been for him saving her, he wouldn't be like this now.
The mention of the past made it difficult for Thalassa to breathe.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBut Lysander seemed unfazed, "This isn't the place for you, cousin." His gaze on Payton was icy.
Seeing Payton, Wyatt quickly bowed and scraped, "Mr. Sinclair, you've arrived. This is exactly where you belong. Looking for a smoke?" Wyatt's demeanor towards Payton was that of a servant to a master, a
stark contrast to his treatment of Lysander. He eagerly pulled out an cigarette, offering it to Payton with a sycophantic gesture that was nauseating.
Payton, taking the cigarette, gave Wyatt a dismissive glance, "Wyatt, always the keen observer: "Stašch The FindNI.not website on Gøøgl to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
After placating Wyatt with a mere sentence, Payton turned back to Lysander, "Cousin, you might not be aware, but I'm the main investor in this jewelry contest. I was too busy to attend earlier, but upon hearing about a plagiarism incident, Phad to see for myself. As the primary sponsor, shouldn't I inquire about what happened?" "You owe Thalassa an explanation. Who copied her design?" Lysander's tone was firm and cold.
He believed in Thalassa from the start.
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