"We can't let them take away this piece of cake. There are not many good designers in Happy Round Door. You plagiarized me, and I plagiarized you, doing whatever they want with capital."
When Freda mentioned this, she couldn't help but feel a little angry.
After all, she knew how precious a work was to the creator.
In the VIP room, Zed was holding a cup of coffee that had just been served.
Meanwhile, Freda was holding a glass of juice and looking at Zed Smith unhappily.
"Why can't you drink it?"
"Because I don't allow it," said Zed Smith calmly
"You!" Freda didn't expect Zed Smith to be so domineering. "Mr. Smith, you are too domineering, aren't you?"
"What's your opinion, Mrs. Smith?" Zed Smith gave her a defiant look.
Knowing that Zed Smith was in charge, Freda didn't argue with him. Fortunately, she hadn't checked out in the daytime, just let him stay alone!