Zane
"They were my designs—stolen by Arin. He became the designer even though he doesn't even know how to draw," I said in a low voice.
Both Viktor and Black exchanged glances. I looked down. They probably didn't believe me at all. Who would believe something like this? No one ever did. So how could I expect them to?
"You're really talented, hamster. As expected from my wife," Viktor said, and my eyes widened.
He actually believed me. I hadn't expected that, honestly.
"Sister-in-law, you shouldn't let others steal your things from now on," Black said.
I smiled, nodded at him, and leaned back against the sofa. I felt a little more relaxed now. Let's just hope everything goes as planned.
I don't know how things will turn out, but I'm sure everything will be fine—because now, I finally have people on my side who trust me.
