Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 208 âLetâs continue the meeting. What were you guys talking about?â Catherine interrupted him and looked at the crowd expressionlessly.
âWe were talking about the design for the developmental project. Manager Jones came up with some designs. General Manager Chaplin and the rest of us feel that theyâre quite good.â Deputy Manager Wolfe handed over the designs awkwardly.
Rebeccaâs heart thumped. She never thought that Catherine would appear. Catherine would definitely recognize the designs.
However, it did not matter. Even if Catherine said that Rebecca stole the designs, no one would believe her. Instead, it would only provoke the executives into ridiculing her.
Catherine took the designs and then whispered a few words to Elle.
After Elle nodded and walked out, Catherine continued, âThe designs are good. They were even printed at 1:00 a.m. this morning. Manager Jones, you mustâve stayed up late designing these.â
âYes, Manager Jones said she hadnât slept in several days.â
âManager Jones works too hard.â
The meeting room resounded with compliments. Rebecca was very proud of herself. She had printed them that late on purpose. âChairwoman Jones, what do you think of my designs?â
âThe designs are very good. It just so happens that I lost an identical design draft half a month ago.â
Catherine suddenly twisted her words.
Everyone was stunned, but Rebecca was not anxious. Instead, she pretended to be flustered and covered her mouth. âYou donât mean to imply that I copied you, right?â
âChairwoman Jones, are you jealous of Manager Jonesâ talent?â Larry sneered grimly. âEveryone knows that you sisters donât get along, but thereâs no need to involve the company in your competition.â
For a moment, everyone looked at Catherine with disdain. She was too petty to be a chairwoman.
âI knew you guys wouldnât believe me.â Catherine breathed a sigh of relief. âFortunately, I already reported it to the police ten days ago. My original design data at that time has been handed over to the police as well. They have a case record of it, so itâll be clear when we check it.â
Rebecca panicked and quickly pretended to cry. âIâm just a measly manager. Chairwoman Jones, do you have to target me like this? I finished the designs a long time ago and simply printed them out late.â
Her soft look made many executives think that Catherine was deliberately targeting her.
Catherine took out a design draft and asked, âYouâre saying that Iâm framing you? Okay. Since this was designed by you, you should know the type and orientation of the house. How many floors does it have? How many blocks? How large is it?â
Rebecca was dumbfounded and only responded vaguely after a long time, âThere are six blocks, and they sit south while facing northâ¦â
Immediately after she finished speaking, a few executives frowned.
Catherine then asked, âWhy do you need a big cabinet in the middle here?â
ââ¦For bigger storage space.â
Catherine snickered. âItâs because thereâs a big pillar in the middle that canât be knocked away, so I chose to put a cabinet there. In addition, itâs a two story-apartment thatâs 128.7 square meters. It sits in the east, facing the west.â
Rebeccaâs face went pale immediately.
Catherine narrowed her eyes. âYou claim that you designed these, but you donât know anything about the house data. Youâre the manager for the project, yet you donât know anything about the room type.
Are you still confused about how many buildings are being built in the project?â
ââ¦â
Rebecca could not refute a word because she really had not studied it.
The group of executives shook their heads one after another, all severely disappointed.
At that exact moment, Elle walked in with a few police officers.
One of them handcuffed Rebeccaâs hands. âMs. Jones, we received a report that youâve plagiarized someone elseâs work. Please come with us to the station to be investigated.â
âNo, I donât want to! I didnât do it!â Rebecca screamed in panic.
âStop screaming. Letâs go.â The two policemen yanked her up and dragged her out impatiently.
âIâm being framed! I didnât plagiarize. I didnât!â
As her screams faded away, Catherine swept her gaze around the conference room before it finally landed on Larry. âGeneral Manager Chaplin, I heard that you were the one who appointed Rebecca Jones. I really doubt your vision and ability to lead the company.â