Someone in their circle must have bribed the journal’s publishing board and altered the paper after upload, causing the plagiarism flag.
But who?
Who would frame her like this?
Evelyn spoke again. “It doesn’t matter who set you up. The plagiarism is already a fact. The more you argue, the worse your reputation becomes.”
“What am I supposed to do then!”
Aurora trembled with rage.
If the bodyguard weren’t holding her down, she would have flipped the table.
“The only way to clear a shadow,” Evelyn continued softly, “is to drown it in light. You signed up for the International Young Jewelry Designer Competition. If you win, you’ll be recognized globally. Who will still care about a single academic paper?”
Aurora met her eyes.
Slowly, she lowered her gaze again.
Thoughtful.
After a l
