NovelEnglishWayne was known to be a cunning businessman. He could tell that Lucy was calm because she knew that there was something wrong with the documents he had given her. However, he was suddenly curious about something. "Looks like you're confident that your artist is the original creator of the comic, and you have no doubts at all about it." Lucy closed the file in front of her and looked Wayne straight in the eye. She said with conviction, "Yes, I'm confident of that. These documents aren't enough to convinceotherwise.
"Every piece of evidence here points to their artist plagiarizing from an artist of ours. As for the reason for doing so, I'll let the artist explain it to you personally." She turned toward the door and called out, "Cin, Maple." Mabel had been waiting outside the door, but she did not walk in immediately when Lucy called out to her. She took a deep breath outside the meeting room and relaxed before pushing the door and entering the room.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe nodded at Lucy and Wayne inside the meeting room. "How do you do, Miss Quinn and Mr. Erlington? I'm Maple, the artist for this comic." Lucy was a little surprised to see how Mabel looked. She was usually an introvert. Lucy had never seen her looking so determined and gracious like this. However, Lucy quickly hid the surprised look on her face.
She was facing a wily old fox from the business world. It would be bad news if Wayne caught a whiff of something wrong from her expression.
Lucy maintained a calm demeanor but was quietly complaining. These old foxes were so difficult to handle. Would she beclike them one day as well? Fortunately, Wayne was focused on Mabel and did not notice Lucy's expression. He contemplated Mabel for a while.
This artist was quiet, and it was not difficult to tell that she was someone who would get lost in her world of drawing. She must be a good artist.
There was no apparent guilt on her face, and she looked full of confidence.
If he had guessed right, she was the artist behind the comic.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe softened his tone and said warmly to Mabel, "You claim that you drew this comic. Do you have any evidence proving that?" Mabel revealed three notebooks thick as bricks.
"Mr. Erlington, I heard from outside the meeting room that the artist from Luna Arthouse has supplied many early drafts of the comic's characters, storyline, and the so-called plans for the story developments, but I have the exact copies of the sthings." Wayne raised an eyebrow. He stared at the three thick notebooks and was even more confident about this guess. He took a notebook and flipped through it. He was surprised by the notes recorded there. This notebook was different from the early drafts the artist from Luna Arthouse had provided him. The notes in this notebook were more detailed and memorable. Even the inspiration for the early drafts was recorded in detail here.
Wayne touched a page of the notebook and found that it was quite not it old. There were many traces of the drawings being fixed and redrawn. He cto a conclusion about this.
He put down the notebook in his hand and said to Mabel, "I'm now convinced that you're the artist for this comic, but can you answer a question of mine? Why was the artist at Luna Arthouse able to showsof these notes?"
Mabel knew from the moment she entered the room that she could could not avoid this question. She was prepared for it, but she still could not help feeling sad about answering this question. X
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