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When Love Comes Late by PASSION

Chapter 1745
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Nikolai responded calmly, “We found out that the design draft you sent was actually a copy of Stella's work.

Christie can’t wear a wedding dress like that to promote her new play.

“No, no, that’s not true!” Devyn felt a chill.

She tried to refute, “I created that design myself!”

Before she could argue, Nikolai said plainly, “I'm sorry.

Stella senta detailed aurecording, proving her work’s originality.

Even if you deny it, the truth’s out.

Devyn felt utterly hopeless.

She realized there was no turning the situation around.

Recently, she had been receiving a lot of compliments and had almost forgotten that those praises weren't

rightfully hers.

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“I understand.

” Devyn stopped lying to herself.

She chuckled ruefully and admitted, “You're right.

I'm not as talented as Stella.

She covered her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks.

She admitted defeat.

She confessed Slater was correct.

She got the design drafts from Stella, who trusted her.

When Stella turned against her, she had no way to fight back.

After ending the call, Devyn clung to one last hope.

She wanted to talk to Elizabeth about her mother and two brothers.

She wiped her tears and attempted to reach Elizabeth, but she couldn't get through.

All at once, Devyn realized she was worthless to Elizabeth now and was abandoned.

Elizabeth was so self-centered! She would exploit Devyn when she needed her, but as soon as trouble arose, she

would discard Devyn like a used tool.

Devyn got so mad that she smashed the glass on the table and then the vase

“Bitch! Bitch!” she yelled uncontrollably, yet even this intense outburst did little to soothe her turmoil.

Devyn felt really remorseful.

Everything she did was just wrong.

Just then, a forceful knock sounded at the door.

Devyn walked over to open it.

It was her brother, Karson.

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She didn’t even bother to ask him why he was there.

She just opened the door and walked away.

Karson trailed behind her, his expression grave, and demanded, “What are you doing here? Why haven't you

been answering your phone? Mom's dying!”

“What are you talking about?” Devyn spun around and confronted Karson with anger.

“The doctor just prescribed sexpensive medication for her, and her condition was under control! Did you

upset her somehow?”

Devyn suspected that Karson had done something to distress Maureen, so she was infuriated.

“Mom has been ill for so long.

What have you been doing? I'm trying to cover her medical expenses and look after her.

It's fine if you can’t help, but why do you have to cause problems?” she yelled.

“How dare you accuse me!” Karson’s tone was harsh.

“If it weren't for you, she wouldn't be in this condition.