"I refuse to believe it. He's a plagiarist. Why should he be granted this?"

"The result has been disclosed already. You gullible folks find it hard to believe? What's there not to believe?"

“I'm at a loss for words. Honestly, I think Ewing appears more genuine. Samira seems ambitious and ruthless."

Ewing's demeanor took on a hint of frost. "Why did I obtain the notarial certificate? Because this creation is fundamentally mine."

“If it's truly yours, why didn't you have it notarized earlier?" The reporter persisted in his questioning.

“Because at that time, I was framed and unjustly ousted from the Dillon Group. I went through a period of despair, even contemplating ending my own life. I never anticipated finding a company willing to hire me. Consequently, I am determined not to disappoint the Phillips Group." Ewing's tone resonated with resolve.

“Framed you? Mr. Happer, the circumstances were clear back then. How can you now accuse the Dillon Group of framing you? Every employee of the company testified that you plagiarized Miss Martel." The reporter sought clarification.

A chilly grin danced in Ewing's eyes. “Indeed, their company exhibits remarkable unity, but alas, they've united in the wrong cause. Dillon Group, take a good look. The individual you once ousted from your ranks has risen anew. I assure you, you will rue the day you made that decision!"

In front of the camera, his words resonated with strength and determination.

His gaze was incisive, as if it could penetrate the very hearts of the viewers.

Marlene's heartbeat quickened, sensing a disturbance. She hastened to locate Lance.

Lance, too, observed the live broadcast and a shadow crossed his face.

“Ewing is quite bold. If we had known earlier, we should have handed him over to the police outright. We shouldn't have spared his life,"

Lance remarked, his tone frigid.

“Lance, what should we do now?" Marlene inquired, her unease palpable.

“Well, how is this matter our concern? Isn't it ultimately Samira's fault?"

Lance directed his gaze at Marlene.

From the outset, Lance had harbored suspicions that the design drawing likely wasn't Samira's.

They had bribed Samira to oust Ewing from the company and she now possessed many of his design drawings.

Their artistic styles differed and Lance wasn't oblivious; he could discern that the design drawing belonged to Ewing and had been seized by Samira.

This was why he had instructed Marlene to bribe Vincent.

But who would have anticipated that his uncle, Vincent, would prove to be so ineffectual?

Upon grasping this revelation, Marlene's mind was suddenly illuminated.

"I understand but what about our building?" she asked.