My Extraordinary Wife
Chapter 672
Ashlyn and Ryan exchanged glances before turning to look at the photo on the phone.
They were stunned when they saw the manuscript shown in the photo.
Michael’s confident expression stiffened. What was going on? Was there a problem with the photo?
Hera felt her heart in her mouth when she saw the facial expressions of the panel of judges.
She needed to know the answer urgently because she couldn’t wait to see Charlotte humiliated by Michael.
However, she could not see anything from the audience seat. Thus, she could only wait with bated breath.
After some time, the judges passed the phone to the host.
The host was also stunned when she saw the photo on the phone.
She placed the phone in front of the camera and faced its screen toward the camera lens directly.
Mr. Underwood’s manuscript. However, Charlotte’s manuscript looks very clean
the photo was cast onto the large screen, everyone present
manuscripts were the same. The only difference
How is
“Why is this happening?”
she stared
went back to practice in private and came here to accuse Mr. Underwood of plagiarizing this tune, thereby claiming you’re the one who composed this piece!” Hera disparaged Charlotte loudly, acting as if she
comparison of the
were squarely focused on
With a hint of helplessness in his tone, he said, “Young lady, I appreciate your desire to become famous. After all, we all want
hint of
their heads in approval. “No wonder he’s
embarrassed to hear this, Charlotte? You stole someone else’s piece of music and claimed that it
a hint of inexplicable resilience. “Why
was also shocked as she
rest of the
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