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Chapter 18: Misconduct

作者: Anney GW
last update 最終更新日: 2025-09-19 14:59:44
Julia’s POV

I stood backstage, aghast at what I’d just seen.

I couldn’t believe this!

She’d stolen my presentation! All that hard work I’d done. All that time and energy.

And now it was my turn to go on stage.

The slides were automated, so as I walked onto the stage, my first slide popped up. Of course, it was an exact replica of the slide they’d just seen.

MY stolen slide.

My palms were sweaty and my heart raced. I could see the academic panel whispering amongst themselves. I opened my mouth to say something, but my mouth was too dry.

“This is academic misconduct,” a member of the academic panel spoke up. “It’s plagiarism. The presenter is to leave the stage immediately.”

“I agree,” another professor spoke up, his voice dripping with impatience. “Stealing another colleague's work is irreproachable.”

I turned to leave, because what else could I do? I was so humiliated. Yes, he had stolen my work, but that’s not what it looked like. It looked like I’d stolen his work, and the
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