After leaving her job, Linda began questioning her own talent. Fortunately, Lonny recognized her skills and signed her to Tranquil Vision as their head designer. Riding that confidence, she completed her "Solar Series"—twenty-four elegant gowns, each meant to celebrate different kinds of beauty. No one expected Linda's beautiful designs would be stolen by Chloe, the newly appointed design director. People whispered that Chloe had used her position to make things easy for herself—after all, as the director, she had access to everything. The online exposé gained traction. Adding to the suspicion, no one could find any solid information about Chloe—no verified past work, no clear photos of her. This lack of transparency made the rumors seem more believable. Where there's smoke, there's usually fire, right? "Mr. Voss, customers who pre-ordered from the Four Seasons collection are already demanding refunds online," Darin reported quietly in the lounge. "Some are accusing us of selling copied designs. They're threatening to sue Ms. Lewis and seek compensation from the company." Landon had barely sat down to think when this new problem landed in his lap. "Instruct the PR team to approve all refund requests right now," Landon said coldly. "If they want to sue, let them. Cosmos Group has more than enough legal resources to handle it. Tell the head of legal their team has been well-funded—now it's time to deliver." Darin acknowledged the order and stepped away to make the calls. Landon turned to Chloe, who remained remarkably calm on the sofa. "It seems Linda holds a serious grudge against you." Chloe gave a light shrug. "Whether she holds a grudge or not isn't my concern. What I want to know is when exactly she managed to steal my design drafts." Just then, the lounge door burst open. Diana stood there, breathing heavily. The moment she saw Chloe, she blurted out, "Chloe, I think Linda must have looked at your drafts when I wasn't watching—maybe even taken pictures." "Explain. Now," Landon said, his tone sharp. Diana hurried through the story. After being assigned as Chloe's assistant, she had stayed by her side constantly. Before the designs were submitted, only she had regular access to them. She was sure she hadn't left them unattended—except for one time. "I was delivering documents to the top floor when the elevator malfunctioned. I went to find maintenance. There was only one technician, so I even helped him for a bit. The whole thing took about ten minutes. During that time, I left the design folder in Chloe's office." "Pull the security footage from that period," Landon ordered, calling Darin back over. "That's just it—there is no footage," Diana said, her voice trembling. "As soon as I saw their post, I knew Linda must have used Chloe's designs to create this mess. I already checked the cameras. They were down for maintenance that whole day. Nothing was recorded." Landon let out a low curse. "To keep the Four Seasons collection a complete surprise, we decided to reveal everything at the launch. That strategy backfired. Three days ago, they posted those designs from a tiny account with almost no followers. It went unnoticed then. But now, with all the hype we built, they're swooping in to take credit." This was a classic case of reaping the rewards without doing the work. "Mommy, if someone comes here asking for a fight, we can't just let them walk away." Robert's face was like a thundercloud. He stood up and walked over to Darin. "Sir, can I borrow a computer?" The look in Robert's eyes was deadly serious. He was ready to unleash hell. Darin, who was juggling calls with Legal and PR, froze for a second when he heard the small, determined voice. "Kid, this really isn't the time for games," Darin said gently, knowing Robert was Chloe's son. "I can have someone take you to the play area, okay?""Robert. Sit down." One quiet command from Chloe, and Robert immediately closed his mouth. His expression still dark, he returned to his seat. Nearby, Oralia glanced at Chloe, feeling frustrated. The moment the negative posts targeting Chloe appeared online, Oralia had been furious. How dare someone attack her best friend? They had a death wish. She had already texted Zachary and called him to come over. With him here, no outside lawyer would stand a chance. In legal circles, the name "Zachary" wasn't famous for nothing. "Mr. Voss, the online storm is getting worse," Darin reported, looking up from his phone. "We're trending under multiple hashtags. The entire internet is calling for Ms. Lewis's head. They're demanding Cosmos Group release full hiring records about how Chloe was hired and promoted to the design director at LOVE." The situation was getting worse by the minute.