Anna Jadwin bit her lip: "What do you mean, are you questioning me?"
"Ms. Jadwin, I'm presenting you with the facts. Have you seen your jewelry being sold in the market?"
She... indeed didn't pay attention to that.
"Spending more money to buy your work but not using it, what's the point of having you as a designer?"
"Wayne Bailey, what exactly are you trying to say with this sarcastic tone? Are you implying that I'm faking these records myself?" Anna Jadwin finally got angry. She could tolerate anything except his distrust.
"Someone is manipulating things behind the scenes."
"And you suspect Maxwell Cameron again?"
Maxwell Cameron had already given her the black card, so he wouldn't need to do more than that. Besides, she had signed a contract with the company three years after returning to Sloviane, before Maxwell Cameron had even appeared.
Wayne Bailey stared coldly at Wilfred: "Investigate it!"
