Michael had specifically said things in an attempt to win everyone’s hearts. He had painted himself as a mighty and forgiving senior in a respectable tone.

At the thought of that now, it was extremely disgusting.

He had to be really shameless to be able to speak those words.

The audience couldn’t help but look at Charlotte with sympathy in their eyes.

They had never expected that such a young genius existed in this world.

The piece that she composed when she was sixteen shocked everyone. One could only imagine her achievements if only she continued her studies.

Ashlyn stared icily at Michael, who had cold sweat all over his face. “What else do you have to say, Michael?” she asked. “The manuscript was composed by Charlotte, which makes her the owner of it. You even backstabbed her and called her a copycat when it was you who used it without permission,” she said.

“I have nothing to say. The manuscript was actually discovered by me unintentionally when passing by a trash can…” Michael explained with an embarrassed look on his face. It was extremely humiliating. His reputation was completely tarnished.

He never expected that a piece that seemed unwanted actually belonged to someone else.

stage. He then left in a hurry, as if he was being

Michael’s back as he

was a feeling of burning embarrassment on her face, which felt like someone had just given her a kick

she could sink into the

felt that Michael was not any better off

of Piano who was prestigious and respectable. Now that he was involved

would probably take a long period of time before anyone would go to him for

was infuriated and envious of Charlotte’s

How dare he fool me with a plagiarized piece? Lucky for me, I did not play it during the final round. I would have been the one bearing the shame if I did. What kind of mentor is he?

the plagiarism issue was

lucky that it did not

but sigh

she smiled at Joseph who sat among the crowd. However, the smile faded when it tugged at the

judging committee gave her an average score of

she gained a spot in

car with a gloomy gaze. Waves of

could sink into the

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