Chapter 141: Secret Identity Exposure Countdown

Chapter 141: Chapter 141: Secret Identity Exposure Countdown

The moment this unique "Kian" logo appeared, the reporters in the banquet hall scrambled to surround Shannon Everett, each question more pointed than the last.

"Shannon Everett, you claimed you personally designed this blue velvet mermaid dress, but it has Kian’s logo on it. How do you explain this!"

"Shannon Everett, Evan Shelby is accusing you of stealing Kian’s design sketches. Do you have the guts to respond? Do you have the guts to admit it!"

At that moment, Shannon Everett’s mind was a tangled mess. The color drained from her face, and she felt as if she’d been plunged into an ice cellar, a bone-deep chill seeping up from the soles of her feet to envelop her.

’What is going on...’

’Why is there a "Kian" logo on the glove...’

’What on earth is happening!’

Shannon Everett’s lips trembled, her face deathly pale as she struggled to retort, "I didn’t steal Kian’s design sketches! That ’Kian’ logo is there because I admire Kian, so I deliberately added it to the dress!"

Evan Shelby scoffed, his voice dripping with disdain. "Shannon Everett, a moment ago you swore up and down that your dress had no ’Kian’ logo on it. Why have you changed your tune now?"

"I..." Shannon Everett was rendered speechless by her own contradictory statements.

Just then, a female reporter walked up to Evan Shelby and said urgently, "Mr. Shelby, may I borrow your magnifying device for a moment?"

A male reporter nearby quickly recognized her. "It’s you! We spoke when the banquet was just starting. That dress you’re wearing is from The Everett Group’s fashion line! And it was designed by Shannon Everett!"

The female reporter nodded. "That’s right."

She loved Shannon Everett’s designs but despised her character. She had planned to wear this dress just once before burying it in the back of her closet. She’d never imagined that Shannon’s designs were apparently plagiarized.

Evan Shelby raised an eyebrow slightly and handed the magnifying device over.

The reporter took it and examined the embroidery on the dress’s cuff. Her expression suddenly changed. "It’s here, too! This dress has the ’Kian’ logo on it as well!"

Everyone looked over in astonishment. When they saw it for themselves, they were completely flabbergasted.

"Holy shit, isn’t that a dress sold by The Everett Group? It has the ’Kian’ logo, too!"

"Even if Kian is Shannon Everett’s idol, it’s one thing to put the ’Kian’ logo on a gown she wears herself. But to put it on other clothes sold by the Everett Family? That’s not appropriate, is it?"

"What ’idol’? Shannon Everett just contradicted herself! One second she’s swearing her gown doesn’t have the ’Kian’ logo, and the next, Evan Shelby finds it with his magnifier. She obviously stole the design sketches!"

"So, does this mean all the clothes Shannon Everett designed for the Everett Family were stolen from Kian?"

"That’s terrifying! No wonder Shannon Everett had never designed anything before, then suddenly claimed she could design, and at such a high level. Her style is so similar to Kian’s... it all makes sense now!"

Once the reporters pieced things together, they shoved their cameras back in Shannon Everett’s face. The new "genius designer" was actually a thief—could there be a bigger scandal?!

"Shannon Everett, do you have any design talent at all? Are all of your designs plagiarized?!"

"Shannon Everett, a few days ago during the design competition against the foreigner, you deliberately knocked over a water bottle to ruin Sienna Everett’s sketch. Now it’s exposed that your own designs are all plagiarized. Don’t you think you have absolutely deplorable character?!"

Shannon Everett was shoved by the crowd, stumbling back several steps.

The piercing questions and the crowd’s contemptuous, probing stares made her feel as though she were nailed to a pillar of shame, so humiliated she could barely breathe.

’The "Kian" logo...’

’Why does every single piece of clothing have the "Kian" logo...’

Mason Everett, standing to one side, was completely blindsided by this turn of events. His mind was a total blur, and he didn’t even react as Shannon Everett was mobbed by reporters.

’Shannon’s designs... were actually plagiarized...’

’He had thought Shannon was a real designer, that she could bring hope to The Everett Group’s fashion line, that she was the Everett Family’s little lucky charm...’

’But the truth was that the sister he was so proud of... had stolen every single one of her designs!’

Cornered by the reporters, Shannon Everett suddenly seemed to remember something. A crazed hatred surged in her eyes as she shot a vicious glare toward Sienna Everett, who stood outside the crowd.

In stark contrast to Shannon Everett’s wretched state, Sienna Everett was poised and unruffled in a stunning, elegant black gown, her beauty so exquisite it seemed otherworldly.

Meeting Shannon Everett’s glare, Sienna Everett’s red lips curved into a radiant smile.

But the smile sent a chill down Shannon Everett’s spine. ’Sienna Everett...’

’This has to be Sienna Everett’s doing!’

Shannon Everett gritted her teeth. ’If I’m going down, I’m taking someone with me!’

Facing the reporters’ barrage of pointed questions, Shannon Everett suddenly let out a cold, sinister laugh and shrieked hysterically:

"I didn’t plagiarize Kian’s designs! I just took these sketches from Sienna Everett’s room! If these designs belong to Kian, then Sienna Everett is the one who stole them!"

The moment she spoke, the noisy, chaotic banquet hall fell silent.

Seeing the shock and bewilderment on the reporters’ faces, Shannon Everett smiled, her expression a mask of twisted triumph.

’Heh. Sienna Everett, you can go down in flames with me!’

It took a long moment for the reporters to process Shannon Everett’s hysterical admission.

"So Shannon Everett got these designs from Sienna Everett?? Does that mean Sienna Everett plagiarized Kian, and then Shannon Everett plagiarized Sienna Everett?"

"But during the competition against the foreigner, everyone saw Sienna Everett’s skill. She took first place. She’s talented enough that she wouldn’t need to plagiarize, would she?"

"Let’s just ask Sienna Everett herself and find out!"

The reporters immediately changed their target and swarmed Sienna Everett with questions.

Seeing Sienna Everett surrounded by reporters, Shannon Everett’s smile grew even more smug.

’Oh, Sienna, Sienna. If you’re going to make me miserable, don’t think you’ll get away unscathed!’

The reporters pushed their way in front of Sienna Everett, asking frantically, "Sienna Everett, did you hear? Shannon Everett says she took those design sketches from your room, and that you’re the one who stole them from Kian! Do you have a response?"

Before Sienna Everett could answer, Evan Shelby suddenly dragged a chair over for her to sit on.

The reporters: ???

’Dude, who has time to sit down right now!’

’Are you treating this like some comfortable press conference?!’

"Mr. Shelby, you..." The reporter had only gotten three words out before he stopped abruptly, his eyes widening in disbelief as he stammered, "This... this chair..."

The chair Evan Shelby had dragged over had a name on the back: "Kian"!

’That’s Kian’s chair!!’

’And Evan Shelby dragged it over for Sienna Everett to sit in...’

’Is she worthy of sitting in it?’

’Wait a minute!’

’Evan Shelby said Kian would be attending the banquet tonight. The person who walked into the hall with Evan Shelby was Sienna Everett. And Sienna Everett is wearing *Iris Night Tale*, the collector’s edition gown designed by Kian.’

’Could it be... that Sienna Everett *is*...’