Chapter 97 Marley Sacked

Annabelle took out a stack of design papers from her bag. They were all color-printed design photographs. "I designed this necklace in my private studio, and I don't know if the company would reimburse me, so I did not produce the actual jewelry. But I made 3D photos, Mr. Andrews. You may take a look." Callan frowned. What did she mean by company reimbursements? He looked at Annabelle and said in a low voice. "We have workshops and raw materials at Designing." "I know that," Annabelle smiled. "But I'm not quite assured with manufacturing the necklace at the company workshop. What if the design gets plagiarized?" Oakley frowned at Annabelle righteously. "Ms. Brock, what do you mean? Are you questioning your coworkers?" "Not all of them... Just Marley." Annabelle stood up and took the necklace Marley designed. Marley went pale. "What's the meaning of this, Annabelle?" Annabelle scorned