On the way, Caleb Mamet asked, âDid you approach Sean Price before for this matter?â
Xaviera Evans nodded, âSean Price is a major in law, and I asked him to help me with a small favor by making a copyright verification for me.â
Caleb Mamet revealed a doting smile, âSeems like I underestimated Mrs. Mamet, you have already paved the way for yourself. Who is more suitable for this violin than you in this world?â
He walked steadily, looking forward, and spoke softly: âDonât worry, I will ask Sean Price to pay more attention to David Bronte and make sure he wonât bother you.â
Xavieraâs cheeks blushed, revealing a shy expression, so in Caleb Mametâs eyes, she was such a weak and helpless little girl!
The couple got into the car, and as Xaviera took out her phone, she found that the screen turned black, with white codes appearing on it. It turned out that the siblings, Meredith and Maria, were contacting her. Her relationship with the two siblings wasnât good actually, and Maria always quarreled with her before, and even had a grudge because of Mortimer. However, when Rose Campbell wanted to help Mag Evans eliminate the negative information before, the siblings immediately refused without hesitation, and even ordered the hackers on the dark web not to take Rose Campbellâs orders.
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So, considering the past favor, she must help with this, besides, itâs simple for her, just to expose Tracy Swiftâs impersonation of Rita. She was also supposed to do it.
Caleb Mamet slowly looked up, âYou want to help?â
âNot exactly helping, I donât interfere with other peopleâs family affairs, but this Tracy Swift has been bothering me several times, and this time she even impersonated my identity as a composer. Itâs time for me to fight back.â
Xaviera replied to Meredith with a message, calmly saying, âThe copyright verification is ready, but I need someone to help me, and she will arrive in Libanan a few days later.â
Caleb Mamet smiled slightly, it seemed that Mrs. Mamet had set the trap long ago, and whether Meredith asked her to help or not, she had already decided to make Tracy Swift pay the price. This Tracy Swift really chose the wrong person to mess with.
âAs a weak and gentle girl like me, Tracy Swift insists on bullying me. Since itâs like this, I wonât hold back, and hope she wonât cry too miserably in the end!â Xaviera chuckled meaningfully.
At the entrance of the charity dinner party.
David Bronte was still immersed in anger, his face pale blue, âMiss Rita had her eyes on that violin long ago, but the woman wouldnât let go of it. Why wouldnât she, what does she think she is! Sheâs not even worthy of a single hair of Miss Rita!â
The assistant chimed in, âI donât know whose wild girl she is, sheâs rude and has such a bad temper, she doesnât even put the gold medalist of Star Music Festival in her eyes!â
âWe originally promised Miss Rita, and now that the violin has been taken away, how should we explain it to her!â
âMister Bronte, what happened?â This moment, a gentle female voice came from not far away, and Tracy Swift, dressed in a beautiful gown, walked elegantly over and smiled slightly at the two people, âMister Bronte, who made you angry?â
David Bronte had been holding back a bellyful of anger, and when he saw the so-called âRitaâ, he exaggeratedly explained what had just happened, hoping to have Tracy Swift step in to deal with the arrogant woman.
After listening, Tracy Swift asked with a faint expression, âIs there a handsome-looking man with a tall figure standing beside the woman you mentioned?â
David Bronte quickly nodded, curious as to how Tracy Swift knew, and then heard her say with a smile, âItâs all a misunderstanding, Xaviera and Mr. Caleb Mamet are both my friends, and if they like that violin, just give it to them. Itâs okay whether I want it or not.â
David Bronteâs face was shocked, âWhat? They are your friends? Why would they take your things since they are your friends?â
Tracy Swift looked sad and pretended to be open about it, âItâs fine, just give the violin to Xaviera if she likes it, after all, I donât lack for a violin, and since sheâs my friend, thereâs no need for both sides to be unhappy over a violin.â
David Bronte was indignant, âMiss Rita, youâre just too kind. She knew you liked the violin, yet she insisted on taking it away. She did it on purpose. She doesnât even know how to play the violin, yet she insisted on monopolizing it. Youâre the gold medalist composer of Star Music Festival, and she actually looked down on you, thatâs outrageous!â
Tracy Swift reluctantly opened her mouth, âXaviera is a bit willful, and when she likes something, she has to have it. Thereâs no need for me to fight with her, making a big fuss wonât be good for either of us. Mister Bronte, you donât have to worry about it, Iâll apologize on her behalf.â