Chapter 230:

    Neil’s statementnded like a bombshell.

    For a moment, everyone was stunned. It was clear that an open conflict between the twopanies had begun.

    With bothpanies being top-tier, the press conference was swarming with journalists and media, many of whom were broadcasting live.

    As soon as Neil finished speaking, the reporters at Adams Group’s event could no longer remain seated. Katelyn stayed on stage, presenting theirtest designs and concepts.

    Despite the sporadic questions, neither Vincent nor Katelyn paid much attention to Neil’s press conference. Their primary aim was to deliver a thorough and detailed presentation of their jewelry designs to the audience.

    When a reporter raised his hand for the third time, Vincent finally took notice.

    “What is the issue?” he inquired.

    The reporter stood up, microphone in hand, and asked loudly, “Mr. Adams, Mr. Wheeler has publicly dered at their press conference that Miss Lise Bailey is indeed Iris and that she has never worked with you. He dismissed yourpany’s previous statements as rumors. What is your response to this?”

    The reporter’s words reverberated through the hall, akin to dropping ice into a pot of boiling oil. The resulting stir was immediate.

    Only Katelyn’s eyes betrayed a flicker ofplexity. Was Lise out of her mind? Or were her schemes so audacious that they bordered on recklessness?

    To lie so tantly at such a high-profile event would invite unimaginable consequences if exposed.

    Yet, this was precisely what Katelyn had anticipated.

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    Without this move, they would lose their momentum.

    Just then, Samuel leaned over and stepped onto the stage, setting a tablet in front of Vincent. The tablet disyed a live feed of Neil’s press conference.

    From Katelyn’s vantage point, everything was perfectly visible.

    Neil remained energetic on stage, repeatedlyuding the excellence of their designs while taking asional jabs at Adams Group. In his bid to grab more attention, he did…

    Vincent’s eyes narrowed with coldness, though his demeanor remained impassive. “I can confirm that the true Iris is the one coborating with Adams Group. From the project’s inception to the press conference, Adams Group has consistently led the way. Wheeler Group has relied on poor imitations and even deliberately timed their press conference to coincide with ours. Their motives are clear.”

    Vincent rarely spoke at length, and his detailed exnation seemed intended to rify the situation for those struggling to grasp it. The conflicting statements from bothpanies left everyone puzzled. Who was the genuine Iris?

    “Authenticity is determined not by our ims, but by the quality of the designer’s work. I’m sure everyone is familiar with Iris’s designs. So why notpare our jewelry designs directly?” Vincent’s tone grew noticeably colder. Neil’s tactics were bing increasingly tant and despicable, leaving a sense of disgust in the air.

    Neil, engrossed in the live broadcast of Vincent’s side, was closely monitoring the situation. Confident in Lise’s design, Neil was prepared to present solid evidence. Yet, he was so absorbed in the excitement of imminent victory that he failed to notice Lise’s anxious demeanor.

    Vincent’s calm demeanor frightened her. Had Vincent found the real Iris?

    At this juncture, there was no turning back for her. She could only watch as Neil presented thepany’s new jewelry designs, with the LED screen disying a range of detailed design images.

    “Now, please wee Miss Iris to present the overall design concept of these pieces.”

    Neil’s smile radiated confidence. He was resolute in his intention to make Vincent suffer.

    Lise managed a forced smile and rose to her feet. Today, she was determined to prove she was Iris, no matter what. Disying strong psychological resilience, she swiftly regained herposure and, with confidence, began to present the various designs behind her.

    Her clear, logical speech and wless designs quickly earned apuse from the audience.

    However, as Katelyn examined the detailed drawings, her eyes widened in surprise.

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