Chapter 3

The air was frozen for a few seconds.

Then, the conference room erupted.

"No way!"

"Isn't Eve a world-famous jewelry designer from abroad?"

"Oh, my god. Ms. Vivian Sterling is Eve?"

Charlotte looked like she'd been struck by lightning, her whole body trembling. "No... no way... How could you possibly—"

"How could I not?" Vivian stared at her, her gaze cold as ice. "Charlotte, you've been stealing my identity, copying my designs, and taking my place for way too long, haven't you?"

She pushed a folder across the table, stamped with the International Design Association's seal.

Everything was laid out…