“Snowflake Necklace Created by L.P."

Aurora Jewelers' official account had issued a statement, complete with the design drafts.

"This Snowflake Necklace, conceived by L.P, stands as one of our cherished collections. We shall hold any infringers and plagiarists accountable!"

L.P was an internationally renowned figure. Countless admirers cherished them.

"The moment I saw this necklace, its beauty struck me. It had L.P written all over it. Only their works could leave me so breathless.

I had assumed Xavier Jewelers had upped their game; turned out they were just imitating!" one netizen commented.

“Do Xavier Jewelers think they're fooling anyone? Mimicking L.P's brilliance?"

Another wrote, "I can't believe I fell for it. I need to get my money back. Xavier Jewelers will hear from me!"

As Evelyn read through the comments, she grew visibly distraught. Her phone rang. "Your audacity knows no bounds," snapped the investor she was scheduled to meet with. “Don't bother pitching any projects to us.

You've lost our trust."

Anger bubbled within Evelyn. She hurried to her office. It was in utter disarray, with police officers questioning her staff.

One of her designers, a frantic woman, approached her. "Ms. White, I need your help. It wasn't my design; it was your..."

Evelyn snapped, “Enough, Kate. I put everything behind your work, championed it. But to think you'd pilfer L.P's art? We can't keep someone with such values. Time for you to go."

Kate Curtis, eyes filled with disbelief, looked at Evelyn, lost for words.

Evelyn's voice was hushed and menacing. “You have a young son, about seven years old, right? Know that I'll ensure he's well looked after.”

Kate's heart raced. She tried to hide her shock. With her hands tightly clenched, she finally walked out with the police officers.

“We stand against plagiarism and theft here," Evelyn declared to her team of designers. "Such acts have no place at our company."

She then made her way to her office.

Just as she settled in, her assistant burst through the door. "Ms.

White, the board members are up in arms about this."

With a heavy sigh, Evelyn responded, “I'm aware. You may go."

Once alone, she quickly dialed Ruby. Her face twisted in frustration.

“Ruby, explain. You told me this was Lilah's creation. Why does it now appear to be L.P's work?"

Ruby's voice trembled. “I... I'm not sure."