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.

he apologized before stepping off the stage. He then left in a hurry, as if he

Hera stared at Michael’s back as he left all flustered

which felt like someone had just given her a kick while wearing shoes weighing a

she could sink into

that Michael was not any better off than

a well-known Professor of Piano who was prestigious and respectable. Now that he was involved in this issue of plagiarism, his career and reputation

long period of time

envious of Charlotte’s talent,

piece? Lucky for me, I did not play it during the final round. I would have been the one bearing the shame

that the plagiarism issue was

that it did not implicate

Charlotte couldn’t help but sigh in

who sat among the crowd. However, the smile faded when it tugged

an average score

same time, she gained a spot in the final round right

looked at the car with a gloomy gaze. Waves of frustration

could

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