CHAPTER 100 Stolen Design

　　Victoria's POV

　　I knew that design.

　　My hand trembled as I pinched the screen to zoom in. The details only confirmed what my gut already screamed; it was mine. I had sketched that necklace during my second year of college. It had been a whimsical piece, never meant to be seen by anyone except me. I hadn't even considered it worthy of a portfolio submission.

　　Memories flooded back. I had drawn the design during a late-night study session in my dorm, my mind drifting as I doodled on the edges of my notebook. That design, so personal and insignificant at the time, had somehow found its way into Lily's hands.

　　She must have found them while spending time in my room like she usually did back in college.

　　I narrowed my eyes, glaring at the screen as anger bubbled in my chest. My stomach twisted, a cocktail of fury, betrayal, and disbelief churning inside me. What right had she to snoop around and take my sketches ? How dare she claim it as her own?