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Chapter 22 Stealing Someone Else’s Design Kaylee pounded on the table furiously.
Just then, two more people came in from outside. They were designers at her fashion studi
o and they were all in the same situation. “Miss Kaylee, our sketches are gone too.” “Yeah,
so is mine.”
That was when Kaylee realized the severity of the situation. “Get a
technician to come have a look right now.” From outside, a man replied, “The technician w
as just with me earlier. He said either someone erased it or we were hacked.”
She was stunned. “Hacked?”
What hacker would want to attack my small studio? “Is there no way to recover it?” she as
ked desperately. “Unfortunately, there isn‘t. The technician said it was a skilled hacker. He
can‘t seem to find a trace.” Kaylee flopped in her chair with a ghastly look on her face. Sar
ah consoled, “Don‘t panic, Miss Kaylee. Do you guys have any hand–
drawn sketches? If you polish it up a bit, you can probably still make it in
time for the registration.” Kaylee glared at Sarah. “Are you a fool? The contest wants us to
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsubmit a digital copy of our designs!” Sarah fell silent. She only wanted to comfort Kaylee.
Kaylee brushed them off, “Okay, just get out. All of you.” They started to shuffle out of the
room. Kaylee sat in her chair completely dumbfounded. Who
would hack her tiny studio? She got up and closed the door to her office then made a phon
e call. “Ben, can you come over right now?” A man gushed from the other end of the phon
e, “What‘s wrong, sweetheart?” “Someone hacked my computer and all my designs are go
ne,” she said anxiously. “Don‘t fret,
sweetheart. I‘m out of town right now. Can I go tomorrow? I‘ll take
a look at it for you tomorrow.” She frowned. “Can’t you come back
now?” “Sweetheart, I‘m in Mastar. I can make it back tomorrow at the
earliest. Don‘t worry. When have I ever pushed off your things?” She
murmured, “When is your flight? I‘ll go and pick you up.”
The voice on the phone suddenly turned dubious, “Do
you miss me already?” “Ugh, did you have to ask?” she grumbled and started to blush, He
laughed. “I‘ll let you know after I book the plane tickets, I miss you to death.” They flirted
back and forth for a while before hanging up, She sat in her chair and spent some time thi
nking, I can‘t just sit here in defeat. What if Ben can‘t recover the data either? Won‘t I just
be wasting my time?
All of a sudden, she sprung up and left the studio, then drove home to the Aubrey Residen
ce
When she got home, Alana was the only one there.
“Mom!” she yelled as soon as she entered the house,
Alana was quite taken aback to see Kaylee come home. “Why are you back already?”
“Did you throw away all of Gianna‘s things?” Kaylee asked. Alana could not understand wh
at was happening. “All of her things are in storage.” Kaylee did not have time to explain
and went straight into the storage. She searched through it for about half an hour before c
oming out with a book of design sketches. Alana asked, “What is that?”
“Design sketches. The sketch I prepared for
the competition got erased. There are only a few more days left before the registration clo
ses. I’m going to see if I can find anything useful in here,” she said as she flipped through t
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmhe book. Those sketches came from the sudden bursts of inspiration Gianna got while she
studied design. They were all compiled into one thick book. When Gianna left the house la
st time, she did not manage to take all these things with her.
Kaylee stopped flipping abruptly
and her gaze fell on the page in front of her. There were four formal wear sketches altogeth
plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum. There was a fusion of traditional Chinese art in
each one was mesmerizing and refreshing to look at. Originally, Kaylee wanted to come ho
expect, however, that Gianna would have such contemporary ideas in designs from seven
years ago. “This one. I should be able to use this to enter the contest,” she mused. Alana
was slightly concerned. “I heard that Gianna is back. If she catches you, aren’t you afraid
she‘ll sue you for copyright infringement?”
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