Zara Woods's face was full of grievances, tears slowly rolling down her cheeks.
Jake Lindsey stepped in to defend her: "Zara did not plagiarize from you, she just drew inspiration. Is that not allowed? She has the internationally renowned brand Bright Day under her wing, and she's quite powerful!"
Caleb Mamet scoffed lightly, his eyes deep and unfathomable.
The tall man's figure resembled a god, his handsome face indifferent, his gaze devoid of any ripples.
Caleb Mamet sat down at the front of the stage, everyone around him quickly stood up to make room. No one dared to sit next to Mr. Caleb Mamet, not because he would be angry, but because his cold aura was unbearable.
Everyone held their breath, the oppressive pressure was suffocating.
Jake Lindsey insisted stubbornly: "Xaviera Evans is indeed very talented, but Zara is also capable, she..."
"But..."
Caleb Mamet's cold voice cut him off, scaring Jake into not continuing.
"Starting from now, Bright Day will cease to exist."
