Chapter 930

Spencer was the first to curl his lips into a sneer while pinning his gaze on Sharon. “The fashion studio also knows that this gown belongs to Alethea. So… care to explain, Sharon? You even pocketed an illegal profit of one hundred thousand from them because of this gown.” He showed the woman the proof of transfer. “This is the bank transfer record of them sending money to you.”

Squatting down, he held Sharon by the chin, his eyes shining with frostiness. “What else do you have to say for yourself in light of all this evidence in front of you?”

The more Spencer spoke, the paler Sharon’s face became, so much so that she looked as white as a sheet.

A tinge of panic flashed across her eyes. “No… You guys are accusing me!”

“We’ll be handing the evidence over to the police. As for whether or not we’re accusing you, the truth will shed light on that very soon.”

Spencer rose to his feet with a grim mien and turned to look at the hall entrance, only to find several police officers already striding over in their direction.

“Which one of you is Sharon Hinton?”

Sharon’s entire body stiffened. She could not stop herself from collapsing to the floor. Even her gaze turned maniacal. “No… I didn’t do it! It wasn’t me! Don’t arrest me!”

A pucker formed between the policemen’s brows. “You’re suspected of committing a crime. Please come with us to the police station.”

“No! I’m not going with you! I don’t want to go to jail!”

“You made use of a gown worth several million without authorization and even accepted a handsome cut of one hundred thousand. You’ve got to take responsibility for that,” said Lucas coldly, directing his line of sight to the police.

As signaled, the police approached Sharon and seized her arms, dragging her outside then and there.

“Don’t arrest me… Ashlyn! I hate you! I hate you, X!” Sharon’s shrill scream resonated across the entire hall.

On the heels of that, tension filled the atmosphere.

It was as if time had come to a standstill as everyone held their breaths.

“Any damage done to the gown will be brought to the minimum.” Ashlyn threw a glance at the crowd before her gaze finally landed on Caylie. “Now that everyone knows that Cindy will be starring in my new film, the news must’ve topped the trending list.”

“The way you handled it was not bad at all, Ms. Berry, but the news media already published the press release about Cindy being the world’s first wearer of this gown. Our branding, including Cindy herself, was completely ridiculed.” The frustration in Caylie did not abate. “Even though the public knows that she’ll be cast in your new film, how does that help in tackling the poor opinions they have about her and our branding? How’s that going to turn the public’s view around?”

“Think about self-deprecation!” Ashlyn could not help but burst into laughter. “Do I have to educate you on such fundamentals of crisis management?”

“Self-deprecation?” Caylie was stupefied as she gawked at Ashlyn.

“That’s right…” Ashlyn held out her hand to Caylie. “Lend me your phone.”

That merely added to Caylie’s confusion. Still, she unlocked the screen and passed her phone over to Ashlyn.

The latter then launched the Twitter app on Caylie’s phone.

The next thing she did was tap her fingers rapidly on the keypad. Moments later, she returned Caylie the phone.

“It’s done.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Puzzlement inundated Caylie as she checked her phone. “What were you doing just now?”

As soon as she dropped that question, she was greeted by gazillions of replies coming from her Twitter account. Her phone was chiming endlessly.

Perplexed, she opened her Twitter app. What she saw next shocked her.

Ashlyn had leveraged her identity as Alethea’s vice CEO to post a tweet on her profile page: We sincerely apologize for screwing up the gown and failing to cater to Cindy’s bosom.

A photo of Cindy wearing the said gown was also attached. In that photo, Cindy’s cleavage was exceptionally eye-catching.

If anything, that tweet only served to imply that Caylie had acknowledged the fact that Cindy was the first in the world who wore that gown.

On top of that, Caylie would be seen as one who disparaged their own gown and showcased Cindy’s glorious racks.

As expected, all eyes fell upon Cindy’s breasts in an instant.

After all, they were indeed ample.

Those who had been following the news of Ashlyn not being the world’s first to wear the gown were distracted as well.

Then came a wave of replies to that tweet: What the heck? Who would’ve known that Cindy had such a majestic front?

That reply was followed by a shout-out: Speaking of which, I think brand companies should spare a thought for those socialites with big boobs! Don’t always come up with skinny and flat-chested designs!