Selina instinctively looked up.
Logan's gaze was steady and gentle as he asked again, "The winning gown from the last design competition—you were the real designer, weren't you?"
"The design techniques used in that dress are far beyond Angelica's level. Every detail reflects your style and signature."
It felt like Selina's throat had been clamped shut. A wave of bitterness stung her nose.
Everyone was cheering for Angelica, praising her for being a young prodigy, applauding her for creating a masterpiece at such a young age.
But only Logan asked the real question: Was this the work that was stolen from you?
Two years ago, Selina had made it to the finals. Her design draft was stolen, and Angelica used it to bribe the judges and walk away with first place.
Not only did Angelica and the judge, Ellis, plagiarize her work—they even turned the tables on her. They accused her of seducing a judge and stripped her of her spot in the competition.
