Juliana Vanderbilt had her face streaked with tears, her eyes red-rimmed, and her little face pale as death. She looked like someone who had suffered a massive injustice.
Elaine's face turned ugly on the spot. This place was a microcosm of the world, where people from all corners loved to pick apart a person's character. Once even a small fault was pointed out, it could quickly escalate into an issue of national quality.
Making a woman cry is definitely not something a gentleman should do!
"When did I say you were plagiarizing?"
This woman, truly adept at playing the victim, had turned him into a target with just a few words.
Holding bias against her?
Firmly believing she plagiarized!
Such talent at pinning labels on others!
Only then did Juliana's complexion improve slightly. "Is that so? I'm sorry, I misunderstood..."
Elaine was grinding her teeth in frustration, but then she felt a gentle pat on her shoulder and saw Arabella Vanderbilt step out from behind him.
