Elena
“Heh, plagiarist huh?” Hazel taut, looking at Emma in a mocking manner. “You seem to hate the idea that Miss Elena is the scriptwriter, why? Are you planning to replace her that's why you had said to replace her?”
Emma's cheeks reddened, her hands curled into fists as she looked at Hazel with hatred and glaring eyes.
“How dare you accuse me!”
Hazel rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. “What accuse? You also accuse Miss Elena easily and couldn't even wait for her downfall. I'm just letting you tatse your own medicine.”
Before Emma could speak, Director Elliot had appeared, walking towards our direction and his gaze fell on me.
“It seems that you had managed to gather evidences given at how relaxed you are,” he said with a smile. “Am I right?”
The corner of my l
