CHAPTER 73: CHAPTER 73: THROW THOSE SHAMELESS ADULTERERS OUT

Caden Hawthorne glared coldly at the staff, with a chilling tone he said, "You better answer truthfully; you know the consequences of offending my wife."

Hearing this, the staff trembled, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke, "I... I took money from Jessica Hart. She told me to show bias towards their work in the appraisal results. I realize I was wrong, I shouldn’t have done it."

Jessica Hart glared angrily at the staff, shouting, "You’re lying! I didn’t bribe you!"

"Whether you’re lying or not, I believe Miss Hart knows very well." As soon as he finished speaking, Caden Hawthorne clapped his hands, "Someone come in..."

Only to see Bryan Coleman walk in carrying a thick folder, which he handed to Caden Hawthorne.

"Everyone, here are all my wife’s design drafts, including many discarded drafts. Moreover, Sinclair Group’s work bears a remarkable resemblance to my wife’s style. I will present these evidences to the expert panel for appraisal."

After speaking, Caden Hawthorne opened the folder and handed the thick stack of discarded and incomplete drafts to the appraisal group.

"Caden, how do you have my discarded drafts?" Vivian looked at Caden in surprise.

Caden Hawthorne reached out and tapped her nose, "Last time you fell asleep while drawing design drafts, and the floor was littered with them. I thought these were your hard work, so I collected them for you."

At his words, Vivian looked at Caden with a face full of emotion, her eyes glistening with tears.

Jessica Hart felt a twinge in her heart, her expression turning more unsightly. She realized that she and Sean Sinclair might not escape this time.

Unwillingly biting her lip, she muttered, "This, this can’t be."

However, by now, no one believed her words anymore. The audience began criticizing Jessica Hart and Sean Sinclair’s behavior, turning the scene chaotic.

The host hurriedly restored order, saying, "Please settle down, everyone. The situation is now clear: Sinclair Group’s work is suspected of plagiarism, and Jessica Hart bribed the appraisal staff. We will report this matter to the competition committee, and they will make the appropriate decisions."

Vivian, seeing Jessica Hart and Sean Sinclair in such a sorry state, felt a bit of relief from her anger.

"It’s clear how much effort Miss Lynch put into this competition," Silas Everett smiled slightly.

She gratefully looked toward Silas Everett, saying, "Mr. Everett, thank you. If it wasn’t for you, I might not have been able to prove my innocence."

Silas Everett smiled slightly and said, "Miss Lynch, there’s no need to thank me. I just did what I should do to ensure the fairness of the competition."

Hearing this, Caden Hawthorne couldn’t help but take Vivian’s hand and say, "Vivian, why are you only thanking others? Why don’t you thank me?"

After all, he was her husband; how could she thank another man in front of him?

Seeing Caden get jealous again, Vivian chuckled softly, "Alright, alright, thank you too."

"And who am I?" Caden raised an eyebrow, deliberately asking.

Vivian’s face turned red, pulling on his sleeve, and softly said, "Caden, so many people are watching!"

Caden remained unfazed, still looking at Vivian persistently, waiting for her answer. Vivian, helpless, had to say softly with a flushed face, "You’re my husband."

Only then did Caden smile contentedly, eyes full of indulgence.

He held Vivian’s hand tightly, as if announcing their deep affection to everyone.

At this moment, the appraisal group had carefully compared and analyzed the works, confirming Sinclair Group’s plagiarism and Jessica Hart’s bribery of staff as facts.

The competition committee declared the disqualification of Sinclair Group’s entry and imposed severe penalties on them.

"Someone, throw those two scoundrels out!" Caden Hawthorne directly ordered, having Sean Sinclair and Jessica Hart expelled from the hotel and canceling the partnership with Sinclair.

Vivian’s work also successfully claimed first place.

"Next, please welcome Miss Vivian Lynch to the stage for a speech."

From the audience, there was a wave of enthusiastic applause.

Vivian stood up, just about to head towards the stage, when Yara York deliberately snapped the pearl bracelet on her wrist.

Instantly, pearls scattered all over the floor.

Unaware of the pearls underfoot, Vivian stepped towards the stage.

Suddenly, her high heel inadvertently stepped on a pearl on the ground, causing her to slip and fall backward.

Seeing this, both Caden Hawthorne and Silas Everett simultaneously shouted, "Careful..."

Just as Vivian was about to fall, Caden moved swiftly to catch her. He wrapped his arm around Vivian’s waist, holding her tightly, both of them falling to the ground together.

Caden fell on his back, using his body as a cushion to protect Vivian from falling hard.

Startled, with a slightly pale face, Vivian leaned in Caden’s embrace, feeling his warmth and safety.

Ignoring the pain in his back, Caden held Vivian securely, his face full of concern, urgently asking, "Vivian, are you okay?"

Vivian shook her head, her eyes brimming with gratitude and concern. "Caden, I’m fine. Are you hurt?"

As she spoke, Vivian quickly got off him, attempting to help him up.

Meanwhile, Silas Everett and Bryan Coleman quickly rushed over too.

"Are you two alright?" Silas couldn’t help but ask.

Vivian shook her head, then looked at Caden, holding his hand with a tense expression, "Caden, where did you get hurt?"

Caden frowned slightly, moved his body to ensure he wasn’t severely hurt, then replied, "I’m fine, as long as you’re okay."

At this time, Yvonne York and others also gathered around, concerned about their situation.

"Caden, where did you get hurt? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Saying so, Yvonne York intentionally squeezed in front of Caden, deliberately blocking Vivian.

Silas Everett, with his keen eye, noticed many pearls on the ground and squatted down, picking up the pearls one by one.

The host quickly ran over, full of apology, saying, "President Hawthorne, Miss Lynch, I’m really sorry for your fright."

Silas stood up, looking at the pearls in his hand with a puzzled expression, "Where did these pearls come from?"

Clearly, there weren’t any pearls on the floor earlier during the event.

Seeing Silas discover something, Caden pushed Yvonne in front of him aside, took a pearl from Silas’s hand, and immediately furiously demanded, "Who did this?"

Instantly, Yara York in the crowd became a bit nervous and inexplicably guilty.

"Master Hawthorne, it seems someone intentionally scattered these pearls here to make Miss Lynch fall," Silas smirked, analyzing.