Chapter 84

Mia scratched his head. "You guys got it all wrong. That's not how it happened." The three models didn't even bother to hide their suspicion—there was blatant doubt in their eyes. Copying or buying out a design? That was basically the cardinal sin in the design world. And clearly, in their minds, Megan had already been judged guilty of one of the two, no questions asked. Right then, Nova Tech suddenly bounced forward. "Ma déesse, c'est Lila Moore. Taisez-vous, les trolls moches.!" The perfect French rolling out of a robot dog's mouth—yeah, that kinda froze the girls. Jane pointed a shaky finger at Nova Tech. "Did it... just call us ugly trolls?" Meanwhile, Rebecca and Zoe looked like they'd just been struck by lightning. "Wait. You're Lila Moore?" Megan's whole forehead twitched as she shot Nova Tech a death glare. Traitor trash bot! The three models were now buzzing nonstop like a bunch of overexcited fans—turns out the designer they had worshipped from afar was just a teenager. The r