Nora Scott slipped a hand into her pocket, glaring at him and casually said, "What a joke, wasn't it your responsibility? How could I have manipulated it?"
"You—"
Ethan Scott gnashed his teeth.
In his earlier speech, he omitted all the helpers and took credit for everything himself.
It was him who painstakingly confirmed the drawings.
It was him who led the carpenters to handle the production.
He was the leader of the whole project, and everything he was responsible for, others merely cooperated with him.
— The participants of the project weren't present. Now, he could say whatever he wanted, as the mouth was his.
Naturally, if he were to blame everything on Nora Scott, it would contradict what he just said.
But, since he'd made such a spectacle of himself, why would Ethan Scott care about such things?
He only hated that he couldn't tear Nora Scott into pieces!
He took a deep breath and charged directly at Nora Scott, raising his fist to strike her.
