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Sara Jay felt her scalp tingle the moment she heard Jake Tully’s voice. She shot a glare toward her, her voice rising to a shrill pitch: "What are you doing here? Who let you in?"

"Oh, don't misunderstand. I’m not here to watch your fashion show. Honestly, I have zero interest in watching a presentation of plagiarism."

Jake Tully donned a professional, artificial smile