Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 562

Chapter 562: Who’s the Real Plagiarist?

Selina acted as if she hadn’t seen Ronald’s terrifying expression, her face calm.

"Yes," she said evenly.

"You still dare to admit it?!"

Selina knew Ronald had taken the bait. With a half-smile, she asked, "So Mr. Ronald believes this isn’t my work?"

"Of course not!" 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Ronald sneered. "Selina, I knew it—how could an amateur perfumer like you convince a hundred and twenty-five judges, even fooling me for a moment? Because you plagiarized—!"

Selina had plagiarized—Mr. Ronald himself had admitted it!

His smile twisted into something grotesque. "And you were clever, too. You didn’t copy some nobody. You stole from the discarded drafts of the most famous perfumer alive! You thought, since those formulas were never published, no one would ever suspect you. But what you didn’t know—" Ronald’s voice rose with triumph— "is that I am the student of the very perfumer you copied!"

Wait. Wait a minute.

Everyone froze in shock.

What did Ronald just say?

He claimed Selina had plagiarized his teacher. But everyone knew Ronald’s teacher was...

Faces stiffened across the hall.

Piper.

Ronald’s teacher was Piper.

So Selina had copied one of Piper’s discarded works, and Ronald had caught her?!

It almost sounded plausible. After all, it was Piper— even her discarded drafts were at a level many perfumers could never reach in their lifetime. If Selina had used one, of course she could win a championship easily.

The room sank into dead silence.

Selina chuckled softly. "So Mr. Ronald believes I plagiarized?"

Ronald lifted his chin proudly. "That’s right! Selina, I know you’ll never admit it without proof. So look closely!"

He pulled out a USB drive. "This contains all of my teacher’s formulas. And your perfume matches one of her discarded drafts with ninety percent similarity! See for yourselves!"

On the giant screen, a formula appeared—also based on wintersweet.

Main notes, supporting notes, transitional accords—every detail was nearly identical.

Only in the final base notes did Selina’s handling differ slightly. Some perfumers even thought her adjustment elevated the fragrance entirely...

No, no—they couldn’t think like that! This was plagiarism! Even if her changes improved it, she had still copied—and worse, she had copied Piper’s formula!

The evidence was undeniable. Selina’s plagiarism was nailed to the board.

Ronald gloated, "Do you have anything else to say now?"

But he had miscalculated. Selina neither cried nor begged. Not a flicker of fear touched her face. She tilted her head and asked, "Mr. Ronald, are you really Piper’s student?"

At the mention, Ronald puffed up with arrogance. "Of course. That’s something all of Country Y knows as fact."

Selina smiled.

When Ronald had first pretended to be Piper’s disciple, perhaps he had been nervous.

But when no one exposed him, his courage swelled. What began as a lie stretched into five years.

With that stolen identity, he gained everything: the title of Country Y’s Chief Perfumer, influence, wealth, unlimited access to Piper’s archives of formulas—"tools" he could freely exploit. His reputation and authority only grew higher.

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