When Love Comes Late
Chapter 802

Her gaze upon Eloise was icy.

“That recording clearly establishes that it was Dulce’s assistant, Eloise, who requested these specific alterations to the design.

Don’t you recognize your own voice, Eloise?”

“T .

.

” Eloise felt her thoughts scattering.

Mia cut her off, turning her attention to Dulce.

“Well, what’s your explanation?”

Quick to recover, Eloise blurted out, “Dulce had nothing to do with this.

My understanding of design is quite limited.

I merely offered some arbitrary suggestions.

Stella must’ve seized the opportunity to plagiarize from an existing design due to her own laziness.

”

Growing more vehement, she continued, “She probably thought the original designer had long since passed away and that no one would ever replace out.

She never counted on you noticing, Ms.

Dury.

”

In the end, she didn’t forget to flatter Mia.

Seizing the moment, Dulce chimed in, “I consider myself fortunate to have invited Ms.

Dury today.

Otherwise, I would’ve fallen for Stella’s deceit.

”

Dulce’s affirmation led Mia to regard Stella with renewed skepticism and suspicion.

The assembled reporters buzzed with conversation.

Stella found their brazenness amusing.

Yet, she remained unfazed, having prepared for precisely this kind of scenario.

After the room fell silent, Stella grinned subtly.

“Since there’s still doubt surrounding my integrity, I’ve brought the sample dress I designed.

Let’s all take a look and come to a final verdict, shall we?”

“Very well,” Mia responded without a second thought.

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“I too am keen to see how this controversy resolves itself.

”

Dulce’s expression darkened.

When she saw Stella’s self-assured demeanor, a sense of unease crept over her.

However, she knew that stopping Stella now would only make her look guilty.

Masking her apprehension with a forced smile, Dulce nodded.

“By all means, let Stella present her creation.

I trust we all have our own judgments to make.

”

With a sardonic smile, Stella delicately unzipped the garment bag, gingerly lifted out the dress, and displayed it for all to see.

It was a long pink dress, entirely dissimilar to the design she was accused of plagiarizing.

This piece exuded an ethereal quality, perfectly matching Dulce’s personality.

ALL faces in the room, except Mia’s, tightened with disappointment.