Stunned, the reporters stared at Loraine as the frenzy finally subsided.
Clearing her throat, Loraine began to address the crowd in a composed and deliberate manner.
“I chose not to respond to your queries earlier because they were baseless and absurd. Since you are seeking an
answer,
| can responsibly provide one.
| did not plagiarize. | have serious doubts about Professor Zizka's allegations and will not hesitate to take legal
action against anyone who defames me. As for your questions, | will address them individually later. However, |
kindly request that you refrain from obstructing the entrance to the Universe Group, as it may disrupt public
order.
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Otherwise, | will have no choice but to sue you.”
The reporters exchanged glances. A hesitant voice finally broke the silence. “When will this be?”
Loraine smiled.
“In a week. | will publicly address both the online rumors and Professor Zizka’s accusations.”
Despite their disappointment at not procuring immediate answers, the reporters, respecting the clout of the
Universe Group and the Bryant
Group, reluctantly withdrew.
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Casually tossing the microphone back to the reporter, Loraine strode into the building without a backward
glance.
Marco was right on her heels.
The elevator ride to the CEO's office was silent.
Absorbed in her thoughts, Loraine furrowed her brow, her gaze fixed on the floor.
Watching her intently, Marco finally asked, “Loraine, what's troubling you?”
With a look of confusion, Loraine questioned, “How did the reporters show up so promptly? Who tipped them
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While it wasn’t unusual for the press to be in the loop, Loraine found their timely knowledge peculiar
It was similar to the way news about the identity of the plagiarist had just strangely and synchronously appeared
on the web.
Marco perceived her unease and tightened his features into a solemn nod.
“Fear not, Loraine. | have already sent someone to investigate the matter. An answer will be with you shortly.”
In the midst of their exchange, the elevator dinged, signaling their arrival at the CEO's office floor. After a
moment of quiet, Loraine let out a scornful laugh.
“Marco, be careful with the promises you make.