Chapter 247 Losing Dignity
Everyone had no objections to Abigail winning the championship.
Because they had witnessed firsthand how impressive Abigail's abilities were.
Even Louis reluctantly shut his mouth and didn't say another word.
At that moment, a deep, cold voice suddenly came from the audience, "Before the competition ends, I think I have something to say."
Everyone looked toward the source of the voice and was stunned when they saw the man's handsome and stern face.
'Gregory?' The judges frowned, not understanding what he intended to do.
Thomas glanced at Abigail on the stage and was the first to speak. "Mr. White, why don't you wait until the competition is over to say what you have to say?"
Gregory gave him a faint look and said, "I can't wait."
Thomas silently cursed in his heart, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, and asked, "So what do you intend to say?"
Gregory stood up and walked toward the stage with his long legs.
He exuded a powerful and cold aura, giving off a strong sense of oppression.
At that moment, the entire venue fell silent, staring at him in confusion, not understanding what he intended to do.
Even Abigail was very puzzled.
Gregory stopped in front of Abigail, glanced in Louis's direction, and said, "I heard this competition is fair and just, with no cheating allowed."
Louis looked up and met Gregory's eyes, feeling as if he was being stared at by a beast.
He trembled all over, suppressing the sense of oppression, and said, "Of course, otherwise, we wouldn't have had a rematch."
Gregory said, "You accused my wife of cheating and even used foul language against her. Now that the truth is out, shouldn't you apologize?"
As soon as he said this, many people who had spoken ill of Abigail lowered their heads in shame.
Someone stood up first and bowed to Abigail on the stage. "Ms. Martin, I'm sorry. We shouldn't have accused you of cheating without knowing the truth. You are an excellent designer, and I will continue to follow DM's products in the future."
With one person taking the lead, the others also stood up one after another.
The sound of apologies was deafening, echoing throughout the venue.
"Ms. Martin, we're sorry!"
Such a grand scene was unprecedented.
The reporters picked up their cameras and captured the moment.
This scene became one of the most memorable moments in Abigail's career.
But those were matters for later.
Looking at the people apologizing below the stage, Abigail pursed her lips and then looked at Gregory.
Gregory took her hand, leaned down, and whispered in her ear, "You don't have to forgive them if you don't want to. You have the right to choose."
Abigail looked at Gregory, who was so close, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and her nose suddenly felt a bit sour.
Even though she had been wronged, slandered, and even cursed by so many people just now, Abigail hadn't frowned.
But now, because of Gregory's words, her eyes easily turned red.
The Gregory she loved would never make her compromise for the sake of saving face.
No matter when, he would always stand firmly by her side, never hesitating.
He would even stand up and support her.
Seeing Abigail's red eyes, as if she would cry in the next second, Gregory panicked.
He raised his hand and gently wiped the corner of her eye with his warm, dry fingertip, smiling helplessly. "Why are you crying? Isn't this something to be happy about?"
Abigail sniffed and nodded lightly. "Yes, I'm just happy."
Not because she received an apology, but because she was happy to have met Gregory in her life.
Gregory hugged her and looked at the audience. "I accept your apologies on behalf of Abigail, but besides that, I hope the organizers of the competition can give an explanation to all the contestants."
The organizers, suddenly called out, looked at each other in confusion, not understanding the meaning of his words.
While they were full of doubts, Gregory continued, "My wife proved her ability through a rematch. So, what should be the punishment for those who actually cheated?"
This statement reignited the atmosphere at the venue.
Everyone looked at Gregory in confusion, their eyes full of doubt and puzzlement.
Louis was the first to lose his composure, shouting at Gregory, "Mr. White, what are you talking about? Please don't delay our award ceremony!"
Gregory, impatient with him, simply signaled to Leo.
His deep voice carried a hint of coldness. "I hope you'll still be this confident later."
Louis suddenly remembered something, and his face turned pale.
He stared at the documents in Leo's hand, feeling an increasing sense of foreboding.
Leo distributed the information he had found to each judge and finally walked up to Louis, demanding, "Louis, you accused Mrs. White of cheating. So, what do you call secretly meeting with a contestant at a hotel?"
The entire venue was shocked by this statement.
'What? Meeting with a contestant at a hotel! That's too bold!'
Louis felt the eyes from all directions and his heart sank to the bottom.
He raised his head stubbornly and said, "I don't know what you're talking about. I've never had an improper relationship with any contestant!"
"Really? Then how do you explain these photos?" Leo slapped a stack of photos in front of him, a cold smile on his lips.
While sitting in the audience, Gregory had always suspected that Olivia was behind the sabotage of Abigail's paintbrushes.
Following his instructions, Leo had investigated the matter.
Although he didn't find evidence of Olivia interfering in the competition, he did find these photos.
A week ago, Olivia had found out where Louis was staying and offered herself to him.
Louis, being very flirtatious, didn't refuse even though he looked down on such advances.
So, Olivia and Louis had an intimate relationship at the hotel.
Louis stared at the photos of him and Olivia kissing in the hotel hallway, feeling a headache.
A hint of guilt flashed in his eyes, and he stubbornly said, "I don't know what you're talking about. These photos must be fake."
"Photos can be faked, but what about surveillance videos? Do I need to bring those out?" Gregory said coldly.
Louis panicked, gritting his teeth and unable to speak. His demeanor clearly showed his guilt. The other judges exchanged glances, understanding the gist of the situation.
No wonder they felt a sense of familiarity when they first saw Olivia's design drafts.
At that time, they simply thought Olivia was a fan of Louis and had unintentionally picked up some of his habits.
They never expected this outcome!
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