Chapter 13. Stop Lying

Cristelle looked at Izzy calmly, “Izzy, we both know who’s the foul person among us. I’m just glad that I finally got to see your true face today.”

Izzy rolled her eyes. She was so sure that the judges would be on her side, “Stop lying, Cristelle! Everyone in Team B knows you have no talents whatsoever. So lying is meaningless,” she turned to the judge’s seat, “I can promise you on my mother’s name that the design is mine. Cristelle Friesley stole my idea.”

“I can prove Izzy’s words,” one of the colleagues stood up, “I was right there when Izzy drew the draft. I witnessed how she generated the idea and added details!”

That girl standing up suddenly became the center of attention. All the journalists snapped at her with their cameras nonstop.

Fritzi frowned as her eyes skimmed across the two identical works. And then, she let out a sarcastic smile. Elle leaned in and whispered something into Fritzi’s ear. Fritzi turned around and told Linford what she had just