You Are A Plagiarist
The next day, Natalie arrived at her office. The moment she stepped out of the car, reporters swarmed around her. John immediately positioned himself beside her, his cold and menacing gaze warning the crowd to keep their distance.
The reporters, sensing the tension, maintained a safe space but bombarded her with questions as if she had committed a crime.
"Ms. Natalie, is it true that you created the perfume for the new company and made Victor the face of it? What are you trying to accomplish?"
"This new perfume of yours is called Spark of True Love. Are you qualified to name it that when you have no connection to true love and are known to betray your lover?"
"Ms. Natalie, where did you steal this perfume formula from this time? Was it your sister's, or someone else's?"
"As a plagiarist, why should we trust you to sell anything?"