Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 329

Chapter 329: Crying the Loudest Doesn’t Make You Innocent

Aside from the color, they were exactly the same.

Selina’s gown was black, but every other detail—from the cut to the pattern—was identical to Angelica’s.

"How can there be two identical dresses?"

"This... someone obviously copied the other! Who’s the one copying?"

"Isn’t it obvious? It has to be Selina copying Angelica. The nerve to plagiarize so openly in a competition—does she really think no one can hold her accountable?"

The judges glared, furious.

"Unbelievable. Plagiarism?!"

"Does she think we’re blind? Who gave her the audacity to copy?"

"I suggest disqualifying Selina immediately and posting a public explanation on the official site and Twitter. Set an example!"

"Mr. Rowan, what do you say we do about this?"

Angelica’s aunt from the Morris side shrieked, practically jabbing her finger in Selina’s face. "Angelica stuck her neck out for you, asked the judges to give you another chance, and this is how you repay her?! Huh?!"

Joe hesitated, his gaze turning disappointedly toward Selina.

Kyle opened his mouth to say something, then shut it again.

If Selina had really plagiarized... then he had even more reason to cut ties with her. Yes. A daughter of the Morris Family could never be a fraud. Only Angelica deserved to be the true heiress.

All the noise and accusations swirled around, but Selina remained calm. She let out a cold laugh.

"Two identical dresses—and you immediately assume I’m the one who copied? Why not consider the possibility that Angelica copied me?"

The entire venue fell into stunned silence.

She was... bold. Way too bold. How dare she?

Angelica was Morris Group’s lead designer, one of Star’s students, with numerous acclaimed works.

Selina? Hardly a reputation, no portfolio, accused of faking a connection to Star...

How could anyone believe Angelica copied her?

Rigel was livid. "Absurd! Angelica plagiarized you? Look at yourself—are you even worthy of that claim? The proof is right here, and you still deny it? You have no business being in this competition!" frёeωebɳovel.com

Logan’s fingers tightened around his teacup.

The plagiarist was basking in glory, while the real designer was being crucified.

Mrs. Reid said she wanted to handle it herself. Fine. But some people still needed to be taught a lesson.

As Rigel’s words rang out, Angelica swayed like she’d taken a hit, her voice trembling. "Selina... how could you..."

"Hmph! She’s desperate to win and thinks being your sister means you’ll cover for her. That’s why she’s this shameless," Rigel sneered.

Tears welled in Angelica’s eyes. She looked down, devastated. "Forget it. I won’t say another word. Mr. Rigel, do whatever you must. Don’t worry about sparing my feelings."

Rigel’s tone turned harsh. "Since Angelica herself has spoken, I hereby declare that Selina plagiarized her design in this competition. Her actions were disgraceful, and therefore—"

"Mr. Rigel."

Selina suddenly looked up. Her expression was icy, every word cutting clear.

"I said Angelica copied me. Didn’t you hear?"