Stella knew that Modesty could not understand her no matter what she said.
She said in a flat tone, “You’re right. Many people hate me. And I can’t let everyone like me either. But now, the one who’s afraid at every moment because of the evil doing she did in the past is not me.”
After finishing the words, Stella got into the car that was parked aside and left.
On the way back, Stella received a call from Clarence.
The man’s low voice sounded from the phone, “When will you get off the work tonight?”
Stella replied, “I don’t know. I’m outside now.”
“Where did you go?”
“I went out to deal with something.”
Several seconds later, Clarence said, “Wait for me in the studio after getting off the work.”
Stella replied, “I see.”
When she put down her phone, she saw a friending application on her WeChat with a remark ‘Arthur Barnett’.
Seeing this, Stella uncontrollably knitted her brows and directly deleted the application.
She could tell that he was not a good person with a single glance.
He said he wanted to reform himself and start a new life, but why didn’t he donate the money he got from Modesty?
When waiting for the green light, Stella’s phone vibrated again. She answered the call and found it was a phone fraud.
“Congratulations, our company is holding a new lottery. You’re so lucky that…”
Stella had ended the call before the person at the other end could finish his words.
Fixing her eyes on her phone, she pondered for several seconds. It occurred that the green light lit and Stella started the car and drove past the intersection. She then parked her car by the roadside, found the strange number that called her two days ago and then called back.
But there was still no response.
Stella put down her phone and heaved a sigh. She didn’t know whether she had thought too much of it.
If it was Adolph, he would probably contact her again.
…
As the police didn’t have the evidence to prove that it was Modesty who hired someone to attack Arthur and the surveillance camera also hadn’t shot Adolph’s face, the argument between Modesty and Arthur could only come to a conclusion.
But the organizer of the Young Designers’ Contest quickly announced two results: one was to cancel all of Modesty’s scores in the competition; another was to forbid Arthur and Modesty to take part in any designers’ competitions and fashion activities forever.
After canceling Modesty’s scores, the organizer of the contest published another post, which were Stella’s designs in the preliminary, semi-final and final competitions, and attached her scores.
Stella deserved the championship.
Many people expressed their opinions under the post.
“Finally she’s vindicated. I’ve commented before that judging from Ms. Radomil’s ability, she should be the champion. But someone spread the rumor that she was hyped up by Mr. Conrad. Are those who spread that rumor blind?”
“But those who create the rumor are so bold. Are they gambling with their lives? They even got the Conrad Group involved. I can just say that they’re incredible.”
He expressed that he would respect the results from the organizer of the contest and said he felt so distressed as he didn’t expected that Modesty would be such kind of people.
He regretted having accepted her as his apprentice and announced that he would not have any relationship with Modesty from now on.
However, when this statement was posted, many people were still questioning Robert.
After all, it was not within Modesty’s capacity to bribe the two judges.
When they were discussed it enthusiastically on the Internet, the organizer of the contest published a post again, claiming that Robert had nothing to do with this matter. As for the bribing, they would continue to investigate it and give the public a satisfactory result.
Up to now, the mater related to the Young Designers’ Contest came to an end.
When seeing the news on the Internet, Modesty swept the computer and draft papers on her desk onto the ground.
After venting her anger, she found an old phone among the messy things. She randomly found a SIM card, put it into the phone and hurriedly called a number. A lazy voice sounded from the other end of the phone, “Who are you?”
Modesty felt happy when she heard her voice, “Ms. Barton, Ms. Barton, it’s me… Modesty Parker. Have you seen the news on the Internet? What should I do now?”
Aurora replied impatiently, “It’s your own business. Does it have anything to do with me?”
Modesty bit her lower lip hard, “How can it be my own business? I listened to your instruction before and did those things. Moreover, it was you who bribed Arthur Barnett and the two judges… That’s it. Ms. Barton, I didn’t tell anyone about this. But can you give me a hand? I really have no choice now.”
“Don’t blab. It’s just that I felt you interesting when meeting you in the competition and had some small talks with you. Why does it become an instruction? And as for the Arthur B… whatever, you mentioned just now, I don’t know him.”
“But Ms. Barton, I…”
The phone was hung up before Modesty finished her words.
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