The Good Girl's Revenge

"Get out of the way. His parents are here, aren't they? I have to..."

If it had been before, the director might not have been able to do anything about her, but now it was different. The director sneered.

"What do you have to do? I warn you. If you want to bring trouble, get out of here. Don't make trouble in my place.”

Melody was in a daze, looked at him in disbelief, and almost went mad from anger, "Okay. Okay. Heh, let me tell you, I won't star in this TV show anymore. I'll see what you can do."

The director was still expressionless, “I forgot to tell you that whether you want to star in it or not, you won't be the heroine of this show.”

"... What do you mean?" She was startled.

"I meant that literally. You and your nephew don't need to come to the crew anymore. Ask your boss if you have any questions.” The director waved his hand impatiently, not even bothering to look at her.

Although Melody had a good reputation, she couldn't have any further development. She had offended the Little Young Master of the Xaviers, so it was impossible for her to continue her career in this industry.

The next day.

As soon as Nora entered the company, she noticed that there was something wrong with the way people looked at her. In addition, there were also many people pointing at her and whispering about her.

"So she's the one who was discussed on the Internet. I really don't know how she got into the Xavier Group."

"Oh, it counts nothing of entering the company. I heard that this Nora is very close to our Mr. Xavier. Many people in our company know that. You are new here, so you haven't heard about it yet."

"Wow, she is capable. And she's indeed pretty. No wonder the boss likes her.”

"Oh, what's the use of being pretty? She only has the attractive semblance. Look, it has been exposed that she actually plagiarized other's work in such a big competition, which is really disgraceful.”

"That's right. Not only is she embarrassed this time, but the competition has a bad reputation abroad because there are foreign judges.”

They didn't talk so loudly, and Nora didn't hear them all. But she was sure they were talking about her, and they didn't say any words of praise. She only heard some sensitive words like competition and plagiarism ocassionally.

She looked flustered, with her hands clenching and her face pale. An inexplicable sense of panic was spreading in her heart, and she immediately ran towards the Design Department.

At this moment, all the employees of the Design Department were gathered in front of a computer and looked at it. When they saw her, they immediately stopped talking and stared at her with malice.

Nora took a deep breath and strode into her office, turning on her computer. After she opened the computer, she almost didn't need to look into the truth, and many of the front pages of the browsing section had the same news.

She looked at the name of the competition that she was familiar with on the pages. She knew that today was the day when the rankings were declared. Moreover, she had heard the words along the way, so she had preliminary speculation in her heart.

After she opened the official website of the competition, the news that dominated the first place was a letter of criticism. The big word "plagiarism" behind her name deeply hurt her eyes.

There was a loud boom in her brain as if something had exploded. She was blank, staring blankly at the words on it.

Plagiarism? No, how could she plagiarize?

Nora's brain was in a daze, and her heart was almost suffocating. She bit her lip fiercely. The sharp pain made her sober a little. Her wrist trembled slightly, and she held the mouse tightly and slid it down little by little.

The rankings had been declared, but she wasn't on the list. What she was given was an article criticizing her for plagiarizing, saying that the manuscript she submitted was exactly the same as that of another contestant.

The judges referred to the time when two manuscripts were submitted, and the other contestant handed in the manuscript almost ten days earlier than Nora, so they decided that Nora was the copycat.

And the person she copied was actually the first winner. Nora looked at the name of the person on it

Aubrey?

She shook her head subconsciously. She did not know this person at all and had never heard of this name.

Of course, one of the two identical manuscripts was plagiaristic. No one else knew about it, but Nora was very sure that the person who plagiarized was Aubrey but not her.

But how did Aubrey get Nora's manuscript? And how could Aubrey hand it in so many days ahead of Nora?

Nora's mind was in a mess. It seemed that something had flashed by, but before she could catch it, her mind was attracted by the comments below.

This incident caused quite a stir and impact, and the comments below actually exceeded a million in just one night.

Every comment was an insult to Nora, the "plagiarist”. There were all kinds of words including civilized ones and unpleasant ones. There were thousands of mouths. How could Nora fight against them?

Her eyes were misty, and her heart ached heavily. She felt very bitter. Why? Why did things turn out like this?

Her tears flowed down her face in a flash. Nora knew that her dream of design would be turned into bubbles at this moment with the explosion of this matter.

At this moment, the phone rang.

She didn't look at the caller ID and picked it up without saying a word.

"Nora..."

A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone. There was a buzzing in her ear. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but her throat seemed to be stuck by something and she could not say anything.

The grievance that she had never had before exploded in her heart, and the tears flowed even more violently.

Derek didn't hear her voice, but he could still hear her messy breathing. His brows immediately furrowed, "Are you crying?"

Nora took a deep breath, "No." Her hoarse voice made her words be not convincing at all.

Derek's face darkened and he looked at the screen in front of him. It was also the official website of the competition. His eyes were full of cold light, but his voice was very gentle.

"Nora, I asked the driver to pick you up. The car is parked downstairs. You come here. Our son is also waiting for you at home."

He didn't say anything related to these things online. Nora listened to his gentle and soothing words. For the first time, she didn't feel so uncomfortable about going to the Xaviers.

Especially the last sentence that their son was waiting for her at home made her heart gradually warm up and her mood calm down.

In her heart, her son was the only blood relative in the world as for today's Nora who had lost her memory. She hung up the phone, tidied herself up, and walked out expressionless.

She really couldn't stay at the Xavier Group currently. The omnipresent malice would suffocate her if she stayed there one more second.

The car slowly drove into the courtyard of the Xaviers. When she got out of the car, Easton, a little kid, rushed over like a shell.

"Mom."

She squatted down and hugged her son's creamy little body tightly. She was overwhelmed by the emotions that she had suppressed again and her tears shed.

"Mom?"

Easton heard Nora crying. Although she didn't make a sound, he still felt it. He panicked and didn't know what to do.

Nora breathed out slowly, wiped away her tears, and released her hand, smiling, "I am fine.”