The crisis ca too fast, and Jenny Reyes was shocked.
The first thing she did was stand in front of Yolanda Greenwood, "Ms. Bennett, if you don’t like the drafts we can change them, but please mind your behavior. If you lay a hand on us again, I’ll call the police."
At this point, everyone in the office had heard the commotion and gathered outside the VIP room.
Joy Bennett scoffed, "Isn’t Baruy supposed to be the top in the country? Yet you still have a painter who plagiarizes?"
Jenny Reyes’s heart sank, and she glared at Yolanda Greenwood with disdain.
"Ms. Bennett, I don’t know where you heard what you did, but Painter Greenwood is still young and admittedly made mistakes in the past. However, I can assure you that the drafts we presented today are problem-free and of high quality."
"No problem?" Joy Bennett raised her voice, "Just because you say there’s no problem ans there isn’t one?"
She pointed at Yolanda Greenwood, "I’ll tell you, I’ve seen these drafts before."
The color drained from Yolanda Greenwood’s face. "That’s impossible!"
Jenny Reyes was equally incredulous and confird again, "Ms. Bennett, what did you just say?"
"I said, I’ve seen these exact design drafts before." Joy Bennett picked up her bag, ready to leave.
"As a top company in the country, to have such a scandal, you better be ready for a lawsuit." She pushed Yolanda Greenwood and strode out.
Yolanda Greenwood fell to the ground, dazed, with only one thought in her mind: It’s impossible.
She had spent endless nights working on these drafts, not plagiarizing anyone.
Realizing the severity of the situation, Jenny Reyes hurried to catch up and apologize to Joy Bennett, "Ms. Bennett, I’m truly sorry about this. Once we claritfy the truth, we’ll definitely give you a reasonable explanation."
"Clarify?" Joy Bennett said venomously, "What is there to clarify? Would I lie to you?"
She spat in the direction of Yolanda Greenwood, "With such low-quality goods, you better be ready to shut down."
Joy Bennett left ostentatiously.
Jenny Reyes was almost driven insane, especially since she had felt admiration for Yolanda Greenwood just minutes ago.
Utterly foolish beyond help.
She returned to the VIP room and yelled at Yolanda Greenwood, still sitting on the ground, "Get out! Pack up your things and get out!"
"I didn’t, Manager Reyes, I didn’t." Yolanda Greenwood was utterly helpless, not understanding why this was happening.
"Yolanda, do you think everyone in the world is like your cousin, spoiling you and allowing you to plagiarize again and again?"
Yolanda Greenwood kept shaking her head. She truly hadn’t.
"I’m telling you, Yolanda, you’re fired. The most despised thing in this business is plagiarism, so you better get out of this industry right now."
Yolanda Greenwood didn’t know how she left Baruy; nobody believed her, and everyone looked down on her.
Back at her rental, she held Lola Gold and cried for a long ti.
"Lola, am I not working hard enough? Why did this happen?"
"I’ve never plagiarized anyone, why don’t they believe ?"
Lola Gold, with anger reddening her eyes, repeatedly patted Yolanda Greenwood’s back.
"Yolanda, this isn’t your fault, it’s their inability to see the truth, misunderstanding you."
"I think those people at your company must have cut their brains along with their umbilical cords; their IQs are worriso."
"Yolanda, why don’t you call lissa Greenwood? She knows what kind of person you are, and besides, she’s the director and should carry so weight."
This was Yolanda Greenwood’s only opportunity.
So, she imdiately called lissa Greenwood and explained everything.
"How could this have happened?" lissa Greenwood was clearly surprised. After consoling Yolanda Greenwood, she promised she would help.
After hanging up, lissa Greenwood transferred 100,000 yuan to an account, with the note: "Well done."
On the other hand, Yolanda Greenwood kept pondering the situation, sothing felt off, "Why did Manager Reyes say I’ve been plagiarizing again and again?"
"Yolanda," Lola Gold also found it strange, "when you submitted the drafts before, Manager Reyes lost her temper every ti. Could she think they were all plagiarized?"
"That’s not possible." Yolanda Greenwood perked up, "I have to clarify this."
She couldn’t let herself be unjustly accused and lose her job over this.
She imdiately sent a WeChat ssage to Manager Reyes.
[Manager Reyes, I must clarify today’s incident. I didn’t plagiarize anyone, not today, and certainly not before.]
However, the mont the ssage was sent, she realized she had been blocked.
She tried to call, but was blocked as well.
"Yolanda," Lola Gold handed her own phone over, "try using my phone?"
Yolanda Greenwood thought for a mont and shook her head. Manager Reyes was furious right now, and if she realized it was Yolanda on the line, she would definitely hang up imdiately. There would be no chance to explain.
"I’ll go find her tomorrow and talk face to face."
"Alright, do that!"
The next day, Yolanda Greenwood left early, planning to confront Manager Reyes at the company.
But on the way, she spotted a familiar figure hailing a taxi. "Driver, stop."
It was Joy Bennett.
Only this ti, Joy Bennett was no longer clad in designer brands, but was dressed quite plainly, her hair unkempt.
As far as Yolanda Greenwood knew, a Baruy order would not be less than 200,000 yuan.
This was not sothing the current Joy Bennett could afford.
Yolanda Greenwood watched as Joy Bennett got in a taxi, then gritted her teeth and instructed her driver to follow.
If there was no plagiarism, then Joy Bennett must have set her up.
But they didn’t know each other.
About an hour later, the car finally stopped.
Yolandaardown, in front of a run-down apartnt complex.
Joy Bennett lives here?
She was even more convinced of her judgnt, Joy Bennett was manipulated by soone.
"Ms. Bennett!" Yolanda Greenwood called out to her.
Joy Bennett turned around, and her face showed clear panic at the sight of Yolanda Greenwood.
"I don’t know you, you’ve mistaken for soone else." She turned to run.
"Joy Bennett, stop!" Yolanda Greenwood chased after her and blocked her, "Why did you fra ?"
"I don’t know what you’re talking about." Joy Bennett kept her head down, refusing to et Yolanda Greenwood’s eyes.
"You don’t know?" Yolanda Greenwood grabbed her arm and started to drag her outside, "Let’s go to the police station, then you’ll know."
"Let go, let go." Joy Bennett began to desperately struggle. "A woman gave 100,000 yuan."
Yolanda Greenwood looked at her in surprise, "What did you say?"
"A woman ca to , offered 100,000 yuan, and bought two sets of designer clothes to stage a play."
"She told to go to that company and say... I had seen those drafts before, but I don’t know anything else."
Yolanda Greenwood’s grip tightened.
"Let go, I’m not going to the police station."
"You don’t have to go to the police station, go to Baruy, and explain everything to our manager."
"No, I won’t go." Joy Bennett sat down on the ground, "Dragging there is useless, I won’t testify for you."
Yolanda Greenwood ground her teeth, "That’s fine, but tell , what did the woman who found you look like that day?"
"Very beautiful."
Yolanda Greenwood thought for a mont, took out her phone, found a photo, and passed it over.
"Take a good look, was it this woman?"
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