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Chapter 1795
Kayla was busy cleaning mud stains from her pants, regretting her choice of white attire. Muttering complaints to
herself, she assumed the approaching footsteps were from the restaurant staff. Only when she finished did she look
up and see Marshall standing by the table.
Startled, Kayla cleared her throat and said, "You're here. Why didn’t you say anything?"
Marshall chuckled. "I wanted to hear what you were complaining about."
Kayla felt embarrassed at the thought of her criticizing the person who plagiarized her friend's work and Marshall
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtfor choosing the restaurant. She was annoyed that she had to walk the stretch of road and dirtied her pants on the
way.
"I was mainly complaining because I dirtied my pants," she explained.
Marshall pulled out a chair and glanced at her, amused.
Kayla licked her lips and lowered her eyes. "I don't usually act like this," she said softly.
A light laughter came from across the table.
Kayla was taken aback. She looked up into Marshall's eyes, and her heart skipped a beat.
She knew she was in trouble. Kayla rubbed her chest, thinking, 'Even if I didn’t like him, his looks would inevitably
stir up some emotions. We're all visual creatures, after all.'
"By the way, you mentioned on the phone that you needed my help with something. What is it?" They ordered their
food, and Kayla shifted the topic.
"It's no rush," Marshall put down his phone. "Let's first talk about your friend's situation."
Kayla nodded.
The case wasn't complicated. Kayla's high school classmate, now a web ist, had her story plagiarized recently.
The infringing party used her character settings and plot under the pretext of derivative work, publishing on a
platform for illegal profit.
Once readers discovered it, the plagiarizer adamantly denied the infringement, only acknowledging it after the
platform verified the claims. Kayla's friend contacted the platform immediately, and the plagiarized work was taken
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmdown. The plagiarizer felt cornered and made provocative statements under the accounts that were exposing her
actions. She threatened and claimed the protection of copyright laws for her future original works.
It was an unusual case.
Kayla's friend wanted to settle things amicably, but the other party refused, so she decided to take legal action.
Hearing that, Kayla sought Marshall for advice.
Marshall listened to the story and asked Kayla to provide materials from both parties.
"Mr. Moore, why do you seem unsurprised by these bizarre cases?" Kayla asked as Marshall saved the documents.
"There's a saying in the legal world. I don't know if you've heard it," he chuckled.
Kayla assumed a listening pose, eager to hear what Marshall had to say.