CHAPTER 107: CHAPTER 107: PLAGIARISM AND FALSE ACCUSATION

"Wait a moment..."

Just as Yasmin Zane was smiling and handling the praises from everyone, July Quinn suddenly spoke up.

Her voice brought the applause and accolades to a halt, and everyone’s gaze turned to her.

Including Yasmin Zane!

Yasmin wanted to see what someone like July Quinn, who hadn’t even been to school and could only rely on flirting to climb the ladder, could do.

"July Quinn, did you find your PPT document? Why not hand over the time to you now?"

Miles Jacobs saw that the main investor had something to say and quickly greeted her with a smile.

But the investor mother didn’t even glance at him, colder and more ruthless than the investor father.

"Mr. Jacobs, I think she doesn’t need to present. Yasmin Zane has covered almost all the issues, no need to waste any more time."

Supervisor Hughes seemed to look down on July Quinn, his tone rather disdainful.

But just as he finished speaking, Miles Jacobs shot him a cold glance.

"Am I the president, or are you?"

"Of course you are."

Supervisor Hughes quickly shut his mouth, afraid of angering Miles Jacobs.

But he also believed that, with July Quinn’s level of education, she couldn’t stir up anything significant.

After warning Supervisor Hughes, Miles Jacobs turned to July Quinn, indicating she was free to raise any questions.

July Quinn, as he wished, spoke up: "Can I ask Miss Yasmin Zane about the initial creation time of this PPT?"

"Of course, it was from the moment the supervisor assigned this evaluation content to us."

Yasmin Zane responded calmly and then asked: "You wouldn’t be suggesting that my PPT content is plagiarized from yours, would you?"

Yes, she was deliberately posing the question.

In her view, even if July Quinn’s claims were true, few would believe her.

Because this PPT was never something someone who hadn’t even attended university could produce.

See, as soon as her voice fell, almost everyone’s expressions in the meeting room became peculiar.

Someone even sneered: "This July Quinn lacks education, but her ambition is plenty large."

"Would Yasmin Zane, a dual master’s degree holder, plagiarize from someone who hasn’t even received higher education?"

Amidst the mocking voices, the furrow between Miles Jacobs’ brows was enough to crush a fly.

Actually, he also didn’t believe that July Quinn could create such a PPT, after all, her education level was evident.

If it were someone else, he would definitely fry them up without hesitation.

But the problem was, the person in question was the investor mother.

He didn’t have the guts to fry her, so he could only look at Kyle Keaton with wide eyes, handing over the decision to the investor father.

But Kyle Keaton remained silent, his black eyes slightly narrowed, deep and unfathomable.

At this moment, July Quinn lightly curled her red lips: "Miss Yasmin Zane seems quite self-aware; indeed, that’s what I wanted to say."

Just as her voice fell, Supervisor Hughes led the charge in mockery.

"Where does that confidence come from? Dare to accuse a dual master’s degree holder of plagiarizing your work!"

"Don’t think people don’t know, she hardly recognizes a few characters, always needing a dictionary when reviewing documents."

"Don’t bring those bad societal habits into The Jacobs Group..."

The defamation against July Quinn made Yasmin Zane even more confident.

"So do you have evidence? If not, it’s slander against me and a violation of my right to reputation."

She smiled arrogantly, showing a stance ready to pursue July Quinn for defamation.

But even so, July Quinn remained particularly composed: "Currently, I don’t have evidence. However, the English version of the content in your PPT, I do possess."

July Quinn operated on her computer for a while, and somehow her English version of the PPT appeared on the screen.

Everyone present was highly educated, and they could more or less understand the content in the English version, realizing it indeed mirrored that of Yasmin Zane’s.

"Even if you temporarily had someone translate a version, that proves nothing." Supervisor Hughes sneered.

"I’m aware it proves nothing, Supervisor Hughes; there’s no need to emphasize repeatedly."

July Quinn cast a cold glance at Supervisor Hughes, then focused back on Yasmin Zane.

"I just wanted to tell Miss Yasmin Zane, my PPT was actually only half done; there’s still some content I didn’t bother to include."

Yasmin Zane’s perfect and composed smile suddenly showed a slight crack.