Secrets Of The Neglected Wife

Chapter 1125:

However, his tears were ineffective this time.

“Keep those excuses for the police,” Allison said, her gaze icy.

“I offered you numerous opportunities from the beginning, yet I could never have imagined you conspiring with your studio to implicate me. It’s not only you — everyone implicated will face legal repercussions. You have gained from my work for years, which constitutes a crime. I have no need for your money as compensation,” Allison stated, her tone unwavering.

“I plan to donate all proceeds from the lawsuit to charity to foster originality and creativity.” Her declaration was met with a round of applause.

“Ms. Clarke stands leagues above Abram!”

“Here’s to a brighter future for originality! Ms. Clarke is the greatest person I’ve ever met!”

“That studio is merely a haven for thieves — they all deserve punishment!”

Witnessing this reaction, Abram felt his last shred of hope vanish, and a buzz filled his head.

With a heavy sound, he collapsed to the floor.

Abram knew that he had become a public disgrace, his return to the design world now impossible.

Furthermore, Allison was determined not to let him off easily.

Once he was behind bars, his downfall would be complete.

After Allison had finished talking, she looked back at Fabian.

“I was hoping tonight would be a happy occasion, but I’m really sorry my problem has spoiled your evening,” she said.noveldrama

“It’s fine. It wasn’t your fault at all. No need to blame yourself,” Fabian replied.

He had initially planned to join a video call, but now he had more pressing matters to handle.

“Get him out of here!” Fabian cast a glance full of evident disdain at Abram and ordered his bodyguards.

The crowd started whispering amongst themselves.

Most of them showed clear contempt.

“This guy is ruining the party for everyone,” one person muttered.

“If it were my decision, I’d make sure he faced the consequences.”

“Someone like him will be behind bars for life. Even if he gets out, no one will ever trust him again.”

Everyone knew that Fabian was showing mercy. If this had happened in Vrining, Abram would have already been dealt with.

Fabian stood tall on the platform, facing the crowd.

“Since he dared to bring me stolen designs and fool everyone at my birthday, he has to pay the price,” he declared. He then turned to his secretary and gave orders.

“Look into this studio completely—check their clients and distributors. From now on, no brand linked to this studio will be allowed to work with Dibya Group!”

At first, the crowd thought that Abram’s punishment was mild. But after hearing Fabian’s words, they were stunned. The applause quickly followed.

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