After all, since Mercede was Natalie's mentor, some people might feel that Mercede would tell a lie for her.
So, Natalie called other top designers as well.
Those other top designers knew Natalie's pseudonym, so when they heard that she needed them to testify, they
naturally agreed.
With so many top designers confirming that “Mina” was the pseudonym that Natalie used, everyone present was
convinced.
The participants who disliked Natalie right from the start could only pout in silence.
On the other hand, the participants who admired Natalie were overjoyed when they found out she did not plagiarize
and that she was also Mina.
The participant who got into a dispute with Lucy just now was especially moved. She nearly wept and could not hold
back her joy. “I knew it! I knew Ms. Smith won't disappoint me!”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNatalie, who seemed to have heard her words from afar, looked in her direction and winked.
The participant felt so blessed that she almost swooned.
Natalie picked up the microphone while looking at Lucy, who was in a daze with her face pale. “Ms. Lucy Rivers, it is
now proven that I did not plagiarize. Instead, the designs you presented actually all belong to me. What else do you
have to say?”
“I-I...” Lucy took a few steps back subconsciously and opened her mouth, but she was at a loss for words.
What was there to say?
She was totally speechless.
Initially, she had thought that her plan would succeed and that Natalie really did plagiarize.
However, things had turned out exactly the opposite of what she had planned. Natalie did not copy anyone, and the
evidence she brought out had, instead, proven that Natalie owned all of the designs.
Her plan of bringing Natalie down had failed, and she herself was on the route to a downfall.
It's all Hannah's fault. That woman is to blame!
She said that Natalie was plagiarizing, but it turns out that she did not.
Hannah is the reason for what happened to me!
Lucy's hands were clenched tight and she was trembling violently.
Natalie sneered when Lucy remained silent and said, “Ms. Lucy Rivers, do you think you can avoid the
consequences by keeping silent? I'm sorry, but it's impossible. According to our country's laws, the punishment for
slander is actually very light. At most, detention for a period of time and a fine. Only the kind of slander that is
really serious enough to destroy a person's life can result in a three-year sentence.”
As Lucy listened to what Natalie said, a glint flashed across her eyes.
She had no choice but to admit that her report of Natalie's plagiarism was false and that she had constituted a
crime of slander.
However, she did not do Natalie any harm, and Natalie did not suffer. Surely, her crime was not serious.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSince it was not serious, she only deserved detention or a fine.
Such a result was acceptable because it would be over soon and she would soon be released.
However, what Natalie said next sent Lucy to her doom.
“But I'm sorry, Ms. Lucy Rivers. Your slander against me is not a small accusation. The accusation is serious enough,
and it has an immense impact on me. If I hadn't proved that I was innocent of plagiarizing, then I would be banned
by the fashion industry and cast aside by the whole world. Therefore, I will apply for a severe punishment to be
given to you. You will be sentenced to jail for three years!” Natalie looked at her and said coldly.
Three years?
Lucy's pupils constricted as she raised her head and glared at Natalie. “On what basis should I be banned for three
years? I have not caused you any substantial harm. You are deliberately persecuting me because you have a
personal vendetta against me,” she screamed, pointing her finger at Natalie, her face distorted in fury.
Natalie took a sip of coffee and said rather sarcastically, “A personal vendetta? I'm sorry. I'm not you, and I will not
stoop so low. I'm just taking action based on facts. Yes, you have not caused me substantial harm, so you cannot be
sentenced to jail for three years, but rather one year at most. However, what about the crime of stealing someone
else's work?”
Lucy froze at those words. She stood rooted to the spot as if drained of all consciousness.