When I heard Bella's words, I knew it was all over.

I could care less about being abused and misunderstood. This business with Field Group was too important to me, and once I lost it, there would be no cure for Grandpa's illness.

"Design? Since when did you become a designer?" Vanessa asked me in surprise, "You're not going to copy the works on the internet again like you did for your graduation design and pretend that you drew it yourself, right?"

Hearing this, Bella's expression became worse. She glared at me with extreme displeasure, then pulled Cindy's hand away.

"Mrs. Field, it's not ......"

I was about to go...