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    “Mr. Ramos, I haven’t said anything yet. Are you sure it’s my fault? Even criminals get a chance to defend themselves in court. Don’t I have the same right?” Unfazed, Ellie calmly questioned.


    “Then tell us, Ellie.” Charlie interjected before Joseph could silence her.


    “Akira, when did you prepare the draft?” Ellie cut to the chase.


    “Last night. I noticed you were the first to leave and was worried you might dy the crew’s work by not finishing yours. So, I drew the makeup draft that night,” Akira exined, her crafted narrative highlighting her exceptional professional ability and diligence.


    “Good!” Ellie, producing a stack of papers, disyed them one by one.


    “Take a look.”


    “The designs on these papers… They’re identical to Akira’s draft!” someone eximed in shock.


    “Akira, you imed your draft was createdst night. If that’s true, when did I draw it on these papers?” Ellie sneered.


    Compared toputer drawing, Ellie found hand-painting to be the richest source of inspiration.


    “If you take my draft to a professional agency for inspection, you’ll find that I drew it five days ago,” Ellie dered. Anticipating Akira’s response, she continued, “Akira, don’t say anything now. Give me two minutes. After that, you can say whatever you want.”


    Ellie projected herptop desktop onto the big screen, typing a few lines of code under the watchful eyes of everyone.


    A minuteter, a document appeared on the desktop. Clicking it revealed the same draft disyed by Akira!


    “How… how is this possible? Ipletely…” Akira mumbled in disbelief.


    “Youpletely deleted the original one from my desktop, right? And it couldn’t be found in the recycling bin, right?” Ellie sneered. “I forgot to tell you that I developed theputer program myself, and there’s a hidden backup of my draft. Otherwise, how do you think I can casually put the work file on the desktop?”


    Pale-faced, Akira sank back into her chair.


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    Ellie had promised Akira a chance to speak after she finished her words.


    Yet, with trembling lips, Akira couldn’t utter a word.


    The sequence of events was clear to anyone with a hint of discernment. Akira had taken Ellie’s makeup draft from Charlie’s desk, copied it, and deleted the original on Ellie’sptop, all to giarize and eliminate herpetition.


    On the verge of copse, Akira looked to Joseph for help, tears streaming down her face. “Mr. Ramos… Mr. Ramos, I know I was wrong…”


    Considerable funds had been invested in the Peerless Grace crew. It had taken substantial effort for her to secure a spot. She was determined not to be ousted!


    Joseph’s countenance darkened. He had been on the verge of punishing Ellie not long ago, and now the situation reversed. However, he couldn’t bear to witness Akira, who had shared his bed the previous night, sobbing pathetically.


    “I gave Ellie a chance, so I should also give Akira a chance. Since it’s a misunderstanding, let it go. This matter is closed.”


    Joseph then winked at Akira, who snapped back to reality and tearfully pleaded, “I’m sorry, Ellie. I… I made a mistake. I didn’t mean to do it. I won’t do it again… Since we used to be schoolmates, please forgive me, okay?”


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