?<strong>Chapter 955:</strong>


    Vienna approached Evita, narrowing her eyes as her cold, disdainful gaze locked onto her. The other designers, knowing the truth, instinctively stepped aside. With both the recording and the damning testimony against her, Evita found herself cornered, unable to offer any exnation.


    The atmosphere shifted dramatically. No one had anticipated that tonight’s chaos had been orchestrated by Evita. Her scheming nature was nothing short of rming!


    Luka, now recovered from the effects of the drug, strode toward Evita with a look of disgust etched across his face. “A few days ago, you approached me for a coboration, and I declined. Tonight, you drugged me to set me up. Evita, your methods are utterly despicable!”


    The designers, who had been puzzled by Evita’s motives for framing Luka, suddenly pieced the situation together. “Earlier at the banquet, Mr. Vaughn showed interest in coborating with Timeless Elegance. Clearly, this is maliciouspetition on Evita’s part!”


    “In the world of design, coboration is about genuine talent. Instead of improving herself, Evita wastes time on schemes like this?”


    “Working with someone like Evita is terrifying. If you stand in her way, she’ll do anything to eliminate you. Why does Mr. Vaughn give her special attention?”


    The murmurs around dismantled the image Evita had so painstakingly built. Marcus hadn’t expected the disruption of his banquet to be Evita’s doing. Just moments ago, she had even used Luka of ruining the event on his behalf.


    g?lnσν????s???оm hosts thrilling adventures


    As it turned out, she was the one who had disrespected him and tarnished the evening. The realization made Marcus furious. He turned to Evita, his expression icy, and delivered his decision with finality.


    “This time, my coboration partner will be Timeless Elegance alone. Evita, your skills and character fall far below my standards. I refuse to keep someone who has disrupted my event here!”


    With a sharp nce, Marcus signaled his assistant, who immediately approached Evita.


    “I deeply apologize for tonight’s incident. My assistant will handle the matter. I hope you can forgive us,” Marcus reassured the guests, his tone steady andposed.


    Finally, he turned to Luka and said, “Mr. Calderon, please join me to discuss the coboration details in private.”


    “Alright.”


    The two exited the lounge together. As they walked away, Marcus heard Evita calling his name from behind, but he didn’t turn back. What Evita had done tonight had left him seething with anger, but beneath the ragey a profound sense of disappointment. Originally, Marcus had intended to offer Evita a mentorship opportunity after coborating with Timeless Elegance, hoping to guide her himself. Now, that idea felt pointless and unnecessary.


    .


    .


    .