“Well done, Professor Zizka. You truly deserve to be a top-tier architect,” she declared with a nod and a smirk.
“You don't just tolerate your student's discourtesy. You concoct stories to assist her in damaging others. You two
seem to be colluding to obscure the reality!”
“Choose your words wisely, Miss Torres,” Leopold cautioned, irritation seeping into his voice.
“I don’t want this to descend into chaos.”
“Aren’t things chaotic enough already? As a guest here, Professor
Zizka, | should have shown you respect. However, your behavior has leftwith no desire to extend you any
courtesy.”
After a brief pause, Loraine stated solemnly, “Professor Zizka, you're leveraging your profession to settle
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtpersonal scores, encouraging your student to slander others. You've utterly twisted the truth! Your actions are
despicable. Regardless of your reputation, | refuse to endorse your claims. You're unfit to appraise my work.”
No one anticipated Loraine’s audacious retort to Leopold.
His face flushed crimson with fury.
Keely, unfazed by the escalating tension, cried out, “Professor!
Loraine’s audacity is staggering. It’s common knowledge in our field that you're a man of honor. Her accusations
are an affront to your personal integrity and industry standing!”
Matching Loraine’s intense gaze, Leopold's eyes flickered with a fiery determination.
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“Miss Torres, | extended you courtesy out of respect. Yet, you're the one refusing it. You've copied someone's
creation, thus you're unfit to call yourself an architect! Am | wrong?”
Upon uttering these words, Leopold felt a wave of dizziness, as though the room were spinning. He stumbled,
nearly falling.
Keely rushed to his aid, trying to comfort him, “Professor, please don’t take her words to heart. She’s malevolent
through and through.
Your wellbeing is my primary concern.”
As Keely helped Leopold regain his balance, she shot Loraine a triumphant and vindictive glare, as if proclaiming
Loraine’s imminent downfall.
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The room filled with silent contemplation as everyone digested
Leopold's accusation.
In the design world, plagiarism was an unforgivable sin. Loraine’s swift rise from obscurity to fraised
questions about the originality of her designs.
ALL eyes were fixated on Loraine, their gazes tinged with doubt.
Loraine’s heart skipped a beat; she hadn't anticipated Leopold's accusation that she had mirrored another's
design.
The accusation, coming from Leopold, felt like a cruel joke without a punch Line.
This accusation from a respected academic could bring an abrupt halt to her promising design career.