By the time Silvia rushed to the hospital, it was already past 9 p.m.
Once she walked out of the elevator, she saw Dulcie and Rita’s parents talking at the ward’s door.
She strode quickly over. “What’s going on? Why did Rita suddenly faint?”
Blake’s eyes were filled with fury. Gritting his teeth, he said, “Tonight, Rita suddenly received a black box parcel. We didn’t think it would contain a dead rat with its stomach cut open. It even had a death threat next to it! She was overwhelmed with shock. The added stress from the people who kept messaging her online made her get too worked up, and she fainted. Fortunately, it’s nothing serious. But thanks for taking the trouble to come here.”
“I’m just glad she’s okay. Rita is a member of MY Corporation’s staff. Also, she fainted this time because of the plagiarizing incident. I should come to visit.”
Blake sighed. He looked at Silvia and said, “Miss Pond, I know enough of the incident. Rita really didn’t copy Perfi—”
Before he could finish his sentence, Silvia interrupted him softly, “Mr. Williams, as Rita’s father, you should understand just what sort of person she is. I believe that she didn’t plagiarize Perficient’s works, and I will definitely find the evidence to prove her innocence too!”
Seeing the determination in Silvia’s eyes, Blake nodded. “Okay, I believe you.”
They chatted for a bit more, and then Silvia and Dulcie left.
On the way back, Dulcie said, “Ada is really such a shameless b*tch. Perficient’s staff obviously stole MY Corporation’s designs. And now they want to sue MY Corporation and Rita!”
“There’s no use talking about this now. The most important thing is to find evidence to prove that Perficient plagiarized MY Corporation.”
Dulcie turned and looked back at her. She asked, “Why do you trust Rita so much? Are you not worried that she really stole Perficient’s design?”
“The clothing that Perficient sells overseas are not Rita’s initial draft. They were amended versions that I requested of her first draft. Unless I copied Perficient too, there’s no way Rita would have copied it.”
Soon after the meeting started, Sigwald said while smiling gleefully, “Miss Pond, these clothes are now deep in a plagiarism scandal. Aren’t you rushing things to prepare them for mass production? If MY corporation loses the lawsuit, then we can’t recover our capital from manufacturing the clothes.”
Silvia looked at Sigwald. She said calmly, “You can rest easy. MY Corporation will not lose the case.”
“You seem quite confident. If MY Corporation only consists of you alone, then you can do whatever you want. But now, every decision you make will affect our profit as shareholders. So, we have to be cautious.”
The meeting fell into silence. Even though the other shareholders did not say anything, Silvia knew clearly that they agreed with what Sigwald said.
She nodded. “You make a point there too. Then, based on what you said, if we aren’t preparing for manufacturing, what should we do next?”
Sigwald did not expect Silvia to agree with what he said. Immediately, his guard went up.
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