The shock on Lilith’s face and the quiet fury in Xander’s made me smile even wider.
I strode toward the stage with all the confidence I could muster.
“That award was given under false pretenses since the project that earned her admission into this university—the one that placed her at the top of the Art Academy entrance rankings today—was mine,” I said.
“That’s a lie!” Lilith scoffed after she composed herself.
I met her eyes and smirked. “I have the original sketches, notes, and timestamps—all predating yours by weeks. I also have a recording of you admitting you stole it and asking someone to ‘get rid of that b***h’s copy.’ Shall I play it now?”
Everyone started murmuring excitedly while Lilith’s face paled. I walked away from her, toward the stage where Darius looked almost… pleas
