Chapter 866: Chapter 866: There are Oddities Every Year
Everyone naturally glanced at Tracy Swift, who bit her lip in distress, her tears falling uncontrollably. âXaviera, weâre friends,â she said. âI didnât want to fuss about this, but now everyone knows what happened. If you persist with refusing to apologize, your reputation will be utterly ruined.â
âI never thought of asking you to apologize, but now that everyone is criticizing you online. If you still refuse to admit your mistake, then I canât help you. Just apologize and I will explain it in order to help you save face.â
In the eyes of everyone present, Xaviera not only took the violin that should belong to Rita, but also attempted to replace Rita on the awards podium. If she still refuses to apologize, everyone wonât let the matter rest.
Following Tracyâs words, the crowd cast disdainful and disgusted gazes at Xaviera.
Xaviera curled her lips upwards faintly and responded lightly, âThere are records of all the auctions at the charity event. You can check if I used Ritaâs identity. If I really caused trouble for Rita, then I should indeed apologize.â
Hearing this, Tracy immediately brightened up. She thought that Xaviera would spout nonsense in front of everyone, but Xaviera gave up so quickly. It seemed she was scared. If she apologized, it would prove that she indeed intentionally took the violin.
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Just as Tracy was plotting how to deal with Xaviera, the next momentâ
Xaviera slowly looked up, her cold eyes sweeping over Tracy. She sneered, âItâs a pity that you⊠are not Rita.â
She paused and deliberately prolonged her tone, lending a mocking air to her statement.
Everyone was stunned. What did Xaviera mean by saying that Tracy wasnât Rita? That was impossible! The Star Music Festival had already certified Tracyâs identity, and the awards ceremony had been held too!
[Whatâs she blabbering about? When her deception was exposed, she claimed that Tracy wasnât Rita. Thatâs absolutely shameless!]
The audience below couldnât help but glance towards Mrs. Swift, growing a bit doubtful, âMrs. Swift, could it beâŠâ
Mrs. Swiftâs heart burned with rage, but considering the presence of everyone, she forced herself to stay calm: âDonât listen to her nonsense. She just doesnât want to apologize and so she is throwing mud at Tracy. I am Tracyâs mother. The kid has been outstanding since childhood and would never impersonate anyone. Besides, the Star Music Festival has already confirmed Tracyâs identity. Could they have gotten it wrong?â
Hearing Mrs. Swift say this, everyone began to dismiss their suspicions. It seemed that Xaviera just didnât want to apologize and was making up random stories, and there was no factual basis to them.
Tracyâs eyes reddened, and her voice choked, âXaviera, how could you slander me like this? I am Rita. What do I need to do to make you believe me?â
âNo need,â Xaviera replied coldly.
Tracyâs heart eased a bit, just as she calmed down, Xaviera looked up and gave a faint laugh, âNo matter what you do, I wonât believe you, because I have evidence.â
Tracyâs body trembled in fright at these words, and the live broadcast room erupted into chaos.
[Does Xaviera have evidence that proves Tracy isnât Rita?]
[Is this woman crazy? The Star Music Festival has already confirmed that Tracy is Rita. Could they be wrong? Besides, Tracy is the first noble lady of high society in Imperial City, why would she impersonate Rita? If she is indeed impersonating, the real Rita should have heard the news and arrived by now. Since no one showed up, this means that Tracy is Rita!]
[There are weirdos every year, but there seem to be particularly many this year. Possessing such a beautiful face, but not using her brain.]
David Bronte stepped forward, shouting in anger, âThis is the Star Music Festivalâs award ceremony, not a place for you to make a scene. I advise you to leave immediately, or else I will have security throw you out.â
Xaviera acted as if she didnât care at all, âMister Bronte, your temper is too explosive. So eager to drive me away, are you feeling guilty?â
David glanced at Tracyâs grievance and then at Xavieraâs arrogant demeanor which immediately fuelled his anger, âWhat do I have to feel guilty about? Itâs you who did something wrong. Not only do you refuse to apologize, but you also dare to disrupt Tracyâs award ceremony. I think youâre nuts!â
Xaviera ignored his rage, she took out her phone instead and casually tapped a few buttons. The large screen flickered and two sheets of sketchy compositions appeared. The signature at the bottom was Ritaâs.