My Sister Thought She Stole My Life Until the Gala Secret Ruined Them

The Web of Deceit Unravels

As the whispers grew into a dull roar, Sophia finally found her voice. She stepped in front of Julian, her eyes flashing with defensive anger.

"You're making a scene, Olivia! You've always been jealous of our success and our relationship. Security, get this crazy woman out of here!" Sophia hissed.

But before the security guards could reach Olivia, Ethan stood up from the table. His commanding presence halted the guards in their tracks. He looked at Julian, then at Sophia, and finally at Olivia.

"No, let her speak," Ethan said, his voice firm and resonant. "If Olivia has something to say, I want to hear it. As the primary investor, I have a right to know if there's a problem with this partnership."

Olivia took a deep breath, pulling a flash drive and a stack of printed documents from her clutch. She threw them onto the table, right into the center of Julian’s dessert plate, splashing a bit of sauce onto his steel-blue tuxedo.

"Those are the original, timestamped CAD files for the entire winter collection," Olivia announced, her voice steadying. "The very collection Julian and Sophia claimed to have designed together. They stole them from my personal server the night they locked me out of the company database."

Julian stared at the documents, his face turning an ash-gray color. He tried to speak, but no words came out. Sophia, however, tried to laugh it off.

"These are forged! You have no proof of this!" Sophia lied, her voice shaking slightly.

"I do," Olivia replied. "And I also have the security footage from the office showing you, Sophia, logging into my computer at three in the morning with Julian's master key. You didn't just steal my designs—you stole my fiancé, and then you tried to erase my name from the company I built from the ground up."