Chapter 117
One by one, they come, and Flora’s true background could no longer be hidden!
“Here for the drama, are we? A public showdown with a plagiarist? This is too good to miss, Loule said as they made their way towards Flora, calling out to her affectionately.
“Floral Sis!”
Just two words, yet they hit like a boulder dropping into a lake, stirring up waves of shock.
[Have I gone deaf? Am I hallucinating in my old age? Why would Loule call a high schooler ‘Sis‘?]
[My goodness, Flora knows Queen Algria and even Loule… What exactly is her background?]
The online audience went wild, and the people on–site were almost losing their minds. In their eyes, Louie’s reputation was sacred, and yet, here he was, addressing this young girl as his sister?
“Don’t call me that,” Flora said, her face expressionless.
Knowing Flora’s temperament, Loule didn’t press further, instead turning to Yvonne. “You’ve got quite the nerve to steal Flora’s work.” Yvonne could no longer stand, collapsing into a chair behind her, thankfully not too embarrassingly.
Her initial thought was simple. Even if Flora designed the original work, Yvonne believed she could suppress the matter. After all, without power or influence, Flora had no standing in the community, and her family, the Irvings, couldn’t hold a candle to the Brimers. But who could have expected…..
Not only did Flora know Queen Algria, but she also knew Louie.
“Mr. Eden…”
She looked pleadingly at Eden, who returned her gaze with disappointment, decisiveness… and disgust.
Eden knew too well that the situation had escalated beyond his control. Yvonne’s plagiarism was all but confirmed, with no chance of reversal.
She was finished.
The tide had completely turned in the chat. The web was abuzz with #ProdigyYvonneSuspectedOfPlagiarism#
By now, it was almost certain that Yvonne was the plagiarist, yet her fans desperately defended her.
[Would the trash–talkers please shut it! How could Yvonne be accused of plagiarism just based on a few people’s words?]
[Exactly, it can’t be that whoever knows more people is the original creator, right?]
[I also want to say it must be because Flora can’t provide evidence that she’s dragged so many people into this mess.]
[Agree with the above comment. Didn’t Flora say she knew, Teo from the National Design Institute? Half the day has passed, and he’s still not here. She was probably just bluffing!]
The online community was fiercely divided, and so was the live audience.
Some believed in Flora, others stood by Yvonne.
Twenty minutes passed, and no one from the National Design Institute had arrived.
Yvonne grasped at this like a lifeline, her voice filled with frantic hope. “Flora, you said someone from the Design Institute was coming? But they’re still not here!”
“You keep saying I plagiarized, but you haven’t provided any solid evidence!
“Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, we’ve wasted so much time because of Flora.
“This competition has been turned into a mess because of her. Should we let her continue this farce for others to laugh at us?
“I request that Flora be immediately sent out of the grand theater!”
Just as Yvonne finished speaking, a commanding voice rang clear from the entrance. “Who says there’s no evidence?”
