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    Weren’t those disyed on screen Katelyn’s own original designs?

    After Neil had taken herputer, it seemed all her designs had been exposed. With no other option, she had to create everything from scratch again, never expecting that Lise would stoop so low as to steal her earlier work and present it as her own.

    At that moment, everything made sense to Katelyn. It exined why Neil was so certain that Lise was Iris.

    Katelyn turned her head slightly to nce at Vincent, who sat beside her. His eyes were narrowed, and his expression carried a sharp hint of coldness. He had clearly recognized the truth as well.

    They had decided to discard all their previous designs and start fresh. Otherwise, Neil could have now used them of giarism.

    Vincent’s lips twisted into a smile that was cold and full of disdain.

    “They’re setting themselves up for disaster,” Vincent said quietly, though his words were soon lost in the noise of the crowd.

    Almost everyone in the audience, holding their electronic devices, was following the live stream of the Wheeler Group’s event and listening to Lise’s confident remarks.

    Some viewers who were familiar with Iris’ style reacted with surprise.

    “These distinctive design elements match Iris’s style perfectly. It seems Neil was telling the truth. Lise really is the real Iris.”

    Others, while closely examining the designs, expressed confusion.

    “Iris has remained at the top for so long because she could transform jewelry into wless works of art. But there’s something strange about these pieces. Has Iris’ talent faded over the years?”

    “Regardless, it’s obvious now. Neil’s side is genuine, and Vincent’s side is just…”

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    The murmurs grew louder and spread through the room, and soon the situation seemed to be slipping out of control.

    Katelyn’s fists clenched, and anger shed in her eyes. Neil and his group had made their move first.

    She turned to Vincent and asked quietly, “Mr. Adams, should we reveal their deception now?”

    Vincent leaned back in his chair, appearingpletely at ease even as the tension in the room increased. With a rxed expression, he calmly said, “Hurry. The more impatient a person bes, the more mistakes they’re likely to make.”

    Neil was already celebrating what he believed to be his win. He would surely be in a rush to secure his supposed victory.

    To truly destroy a person, you first needed to drive them to madness. Let them believe they were just one step away from sess, only to watch them copse. That was the real form of cruel punishment.

    Vincent nced at Samuel, who stood nearby, and gave a quiet instruction.

    “Hype this up and increase the viewership of their live stream. Make sure it reaches everyone in the country.”

    Katelyn immediately grasped Vincent’s n. Her initial anger disappeared, reced by steady determination.

    The more the lies spread, the stronger the bacsh would be when the truth came out.

    She nced at Neil’s smug expression on the screen, and a sharp, cold look appeared in her eyes. Neil should enjoy his moment while he still could. Soon, no one would be there to help him.

    Meanwhile, at the other venue, Lise finished exining the design concepts for the jewelry. She let out a deep breath of relief.

    Lise had carefully prepared this script in advance to ensure everything would go ording to n. No matter how Katelyn or Vincent responded, they wouldn’t be able to frame this.

    Neil couldn’t hide his excitement as he looked out at the reporters in front of him.

    “I have always spoken based on facts. I never rely on cheap tricks. I’m sure you’ll all see the truth now,” he dered. Several reporters nodded in agreement, while others voiced their anger.

    “I never thought the Adams Group would sink to such a level, trying to get ahead with lies. Being exposed like this is disgraceful,” one said.

    “Regardless of how great their designs are, no one will want to buy them after this. If anyone holds stock in the Adams Group, they should sell it now before they suffer losses,” added another.

    “I used to respect them, but it’s shocking to see them take such desperate actions,” someone else muttered.

    Neil felt a surge of satisfaction watching the chaos unfold, and a darker idea formed in his mind. He would make sure Vincent faced the worst possible oue.

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