Chapter 30

Axel's Pov

As the plastic bottle was thrown towards Leah, I stood up suddenly, feeling the surge of anger and frustration. I shot an angry look towards the person who threw it.

The man seemed to realize his mistake and recoiled, " Am I the only one who noticed that President Axel looked at the man who threw the plastic bottle scarily?" Someone quietly asked. "Didn't you see that Ms. Louisiana was closer to Leah? What if the bottle had hit her instead of Leah?" someone in the crowd pointed out.

I glared at them angrily, can't these people just learn to be quiet? I could feel Leah's anger burning from the stage, and I wished I could do something to calm her down.

Then doubt and confusion swirled in my own mind. Would Leah really steal someone's work? I knew her to be an incredibly talented and ethical designer; it just didn't seem like her at all.

But then, would Louisiana stoop so low as to steal someone else's work?

"Louisiana, you and I know that I never stole your work," Leah st