AG and everyone's lips twitched hearing it. They can't believe she was so cool about it. Alan gave her his mobile when she asked.

That man concluded, "Chairman Williams, now we know the truth. Please help me and I will sue her for slandering me."

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Aria smiled at him while her fingers danced on her laptop. She hacked smart TV and displayed an image. It was a picture where Aria was asleep on the table and the picture was a screenshot of a video call.

Alan asked in surprise, "How do you know I was taking screenshots?"

Aria revealed his secret, "Just like how you know I have your smiling pictures screenshot." Alan caressed her head smiling inwardly.

AG: "..." He couldn't understand how their brain works.

The rest was speechless seeing the picture. "What the hell is going on?"

Aria proudly accepted, "I hacked."

She didn't let them speak and continued, "These are the screenshots of the video call." Then she displayed the details of the screenshot. It had date and time details.

"Why the hell are you showing us this?"

Aria rolled her eyes, "I didn't know you are blind. Check behind me... In the picture." Aria was quick before he peeked behind her with his no brain head.

All saw a dress in the initial drafts, then Aria continuously pressed on the pictures which had pictures of the dress from the scratch to the last look. With about over two hundred plus pictures.

A cold sweat started dripping from the man. He was at the stage, he can't accept or return back. Doing any of those could destroy his career forever. He wracked his brain and stuttered, "She... She... She just hacked, she could edit all these too."

All wanted to laugh at him, but more than that they wanted to smack his head. Aria again yawned uncontrollably, "Oh yeah, I came here in the morning and hadn't slept from 26 hours because of this stupid man. Coming about the edit, I have one more proof." She played a video in no time.

It was a time-lapse of her designing process. Aria didn't expect that video could be helpful, Rian had suggested it to show it to Eva when she would give the dress to her.

Stunned, everyone intently watched how she handled each piece of work personally. Aria, who was waiting for it to complete, kept yawning and fell asleep on Alan's shoulder.

Video hadn't ended, Alan carried her up, saying, "If my wife doesn't get justice, I know to close this association." He had just finished. A man in the seventies entered the hall. He and Alan nodded at each other, and Alan left with Aria.

All others in the hall stood up in respect and gave a ninety-degree bowed to him. None dared to raise from their bow until the old man grunted.

AG courteously spoke, "Teacher Fan, such a pleasant visit. Do you know Alia and her husband?"

Teacher Fan sat down and cued the rest to sit, "Alia is Aria Cooper, President of Skyline Industries. Do you think she will copy a petty designer? Have you lost your minds?"

None dared to speak in the oppressing air, and except AG, none dared to even look him in the eye. He was legendary in the fashion world. Even if he designs a rug, that sells in millions.

Then a row of cops entered and captured that man, "You are under detention for proclaiming and selling other's valuable assets."

"No... I... let me go... I didn't..." He was forcefully dragged out of the association building.

Teacher Fan declared, "One more nonsense meeting again, I will reconstruct the board." Then he regally left the hall without another remark.

All drew a deep breath and leaned back to relax. Chairman Williams inquired, "AG, who exactly is your student? Is she so capable of bringing Teacher Fan out of his adobe? Oh my god! Did we provoke the wrong person?"

AG chuckled evilly, "When there was proof released, how dare you to undertake the accusation from a nameless man?" Then he retired without glancing backward while his assistant gathered Aria's things from the table.

Aria woke up when they were in the elevator and got to know Vince's uncle showed up there. It wasn't something she couldn't deal with. Thinking he would reproach her like Vince, she hid behind Alan after greeting.

"Come here." That authoritative tone was too extreme to handle. She stood next to Alan with an awkward smile on her face. This was the second time she was seeing him and she never heard him talk warmly, only listened to his loud grunt giving her heart attack.

He passed her an envelope and left threatening her, "Fail me, I will close your international exposure permanently." Alan knows Teacher Fan was a stoic man, and he had complete confidence in Aria so he just rubbed her back seeing her widened eyes.

Aria saw the card in the envelope and almost bounced in excitement, but behaved like a poised, elegant lady until Teacher Fan took off in his limousine.

"Alan, I can take part in Milan. I was guessing I will need ages to enter the global stages. Yay, I am leading so quickly..." Aria sang in triumph all the way to their villa and fell asleep to rest.

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Aria's gown stolen by Selena Hanes, represented by her boyfriend and her tour to country U benefitted her so she wasn't annoyed at anybody, she shoved all her troubles aside and focused on the Milan fashion show other than company, Alan, and friends.

She picked out the best designs she had, retouched many dresses, and started creating more to choose the finest one in them. That helped Alan to concentrate on dealing with the major issue.

Noah and Norah came back after a week-long honeymoon. Amelia started probing Rian to get wed, and Madam Miller pushed Eva to get married. Zara and Ceon were growing along better than what the Fourie even predicted.

After a blockbuster movie from the Starlight, they announced that Katie Archer was moving overseas to study, which was a lie. He successfully employed talented story writers and directors under him. His company's working pace was excellent, defeating the other entertainment industries one after the other.

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At Morse Industries

After stabilizing his workload, Alan left for the capital in the name of business. With no idea, Terence Morse was doing his work when Alan entered his office.

"You... Who allowed you to enter my office?" His panicked voice didn't go unnoticed by Alan.

Alan didn't pay attention to it and relaxed as the owner of the place and his sarcastic tone was suppressing Terence, "Why do I need the approval to enter my mother-in-law's company? Uncle Morse."

Terence's hands were fidgety. The least he wanted was for Cooper and Morgan families to know Emily's actual identity.