Chapter 5. Revenge

With that cryptic remark, Camila stepped away from the group, leaving her colleagues to exchange confused, uneasy glances. Her heart pounded with a mix of betrayal and resolve; it wasn’t just about reclaiming her work anymore. There was a bigger picture, and she intended to expose every pixel.

Camila’s hands trembled with a mix of rage and disbelief as she rifled through her folder, the one that should have contained the intricate design sketches for her latest jewellery collection. The delicate bracelet that had been the most important was now being flaunted by Layla as her own creation. Heart pounding in her chest, Camila threw the empty folder onto her bed and snatched her car keys from the dresser.

Camila stormed out, slamming the door behind her so hard that the windows rattled in their frames. She drove to her father’s house with a singular focus: to retrieve the original drafts and expos