Mr. Grant Treats Me Like a Treasure-Chapter 237 - 236: Are You Joking?

"I’m not doing this for money."

As soon as Ruth Hale finished speaking, Skylar Sinclair clearly replied.

The clarity in her eyes and the determination in her tone made some of the audience believe her.

"Skylar, do you have any conscience left?"

Ruth Hale unwittingly began to panic; she had never paid attention to this Skylar Sinclair, who dressed plainly all day. If not for her talent in design, she would’ve driven her away long ago.

No one expected Serena Sullivan to persuade her to turn against me.

"Miss Sinclair."

Below the stage, Zoe Quinn saw Ruth Hale’s panic and helped to criticize Skylar Sinclair, "The salary Ms. Hale offers you is probably unmatched by any other designer in Solaria. What else are you dissatisfied with!"

Zoe Quinn wanted to mention the specific salary amount, but Skylar Sinclair smiled and interrupted, "If it weren’t for the fabrications, would she have offered such a high salary?"

Ruth Hale was generous with money, and she had promised a large sum after The Brilliance Competition. Money, she desperately needed, but more than anything, she wanted to prove her talent in front of everyone and have more people wear jewelry bearing her name.

"You want evidence, don’t you?"

Skylar Sinclair smiled again as she spoke, with a small remote now in her hand. She pressed a button, and images appeared on the screen.

"Whenever I design my works, from start to finish, I take a lot of photos."

"This piece is from a year ago, images from The Sullivan Corporation’s ’Sunny Day’ series."

"This is from half a year ago, The Sullivan Corporation’s ’True Love’ series."

"This is from three months ago, The Sullivan Corporation’s ’Majesty’ series."

...

Each series had dozens of photos, from the first stroke to the final completion. If I didn’t personally draw them, it wouldn’t be possible to have photographed them so meticulously.

In other words, the jewelry series that The Sullivan Corporation has launched in the past two years, receiving much praise and acclaim in Solaria, was not designed by Zoe Quinn, but by the unknown Skylar Sinclair on stage.

Seeing the clear pictures on the big screen behind her, Ruth Hale’s hand, clutching the microphone, began to tremble.

Skylar Sinclair’s family was very poor; her father seriously ill, her mother physically weak, and she had a younger brother in college.

Someone like her was very much in need of money.

As long as enough money was offered, Ruth Hale didn’t think Skylar Sinclair would retaliate, and the proud, arrogant Ruth Hale had never considered Skylar Sinclair, who seemed like nothing.

If today she handed these photos to the media or reported to The Sullivan Corporation’s higher-ups, Ruth Hale wouldn’t be afraid.

But...

This was the scene of The Brilliance Competition, and too many "notable figures" were seated in the audience.

Ruth Hale gritted her teeth fiercely, she slightly turned to see Serena Sullivan smiling at her, pushing her heart heavily to the edge of a cliff.

Serena Sullivan! All planned by Serena Sullivan! Without her, Skylar Sinclair wouldn’t even enter The Brilliance Competition’s doors.

"All these photos were taken by me for Zoe."

Ruth Hale steadied herself and said with a cold smile; her voice clearly lacked the confidence of before.

"You copied them from my computer!"

"Ms. Hale, are you joking?"

As Skylar Sinclair spoke, her lips curled into a mocking smile, "The fingers in the photos are clearly mine!"

With that, she held up her fingers to the many audience members below the stage.