This discussion had become a joke. No matter how Mia tried to console herself, the gazes from the people at Holland Group still made her uncomfortable.
"Mia, it's all my fault. I didn't know about the drawing..." Sarah was almost in tears.
Mia patted her shoulder. "It's not your fault. Someone plotted against us, and there's no way we could have prevented it."
"Who stole your design draft!?" At this point, Sarah knew they had been set up.
Mia's face turned cold, and she opened her mouth, only to close it again. "Right now, it's just a guess. There's no evidence."
"From the time we left Johnson Group until the end of the discussion at Holland Group, there's no way Young Group could have tampered with the design. The most likely time would have been while we were still at the company..
