Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife's Escape - Chapter 793
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Chapter 793:
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Just as Sophie was about to speak again, a group of security guards suddenly burst onto the scene. Leading them was Freya.
Freya’s eyes locked onto Sophie, a sneer curling her lips. “That’s her. She plagiarized my sister’s piece. What are you all waiting for? Get her out of here.”
Since Sophie was still in her teens, her heart raced at the scene unfolding. She was shaken, but she quickly composed herself, locking eyes with Freya with a steely gaze. “How can you accuse me of stealing your sister’s music? That composition is mine.”
Freya smirked and stepped onto the stage with the grace of someone who owned it. Her tone dripped with mockery. “Oh, just because you claim it’s your composition makes it yours, then? My family invested in this concert, so of course, I had the privilege of seeing the sealed submissions like many judges. No one could have tampered with them.”
Sophie snapped, “I don’t know how you managed to get your hands on it, but you know perfectly well it wasn’t composed by your sister.”
Freya answered in a steady tone, “Then explain why she would need to steal your music. With all the resources my family has, we could hire a brilliant composer without batting an eye. Why would we ever need to steal yours?”
Freya’s logic struck a chord with the others, and many found her reasoning hard to argue against. Rola’s family had always been known for their ruthless ways. Even if they cheated openly, no one would dare speak out against them. So, why would they need to steal from Sophie?
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Sophie clenched her fists, anger sparking in her eyes. “Why did she steal from me? It’s because we had a dispute, and she wanted payback.”
Freya laughed again, a mocking glint in her gaze. “Oh, really? So, we wanted revenge? If that were true, why would we go about it in such a roundabout way? Is it still not clear to you? Fine, let me spell it out. Your grandfather is from the Nixon family, the biggest investor here. We wouldn’t dare cross you. So, all this, including that earlier video spread, was nothing but a ploy by you to gain fame. But you didn’t expect us to stand up for ourselves, right? Although your family is the biggest investor, we are not afraid to hold our ground.”
Freya’s words shifted the narrative, painting Rola as the victim. From her words, it seemed as though Sophie had bullied them.
Rola lacked the cunning of Freya. She often acted recklessly, charging ahead without a second thought.
Sophie’s face turned pale at the accusation. She wanted to defend herself, but Freya quickly cut her off. “Isn’t the Nixon family the biggest investor here? Surely, you must have some connection to them?”
Kallie gritted her teeth and replied, “That has nothing to do with this.”
Freya chuckled, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “How could it not? No one dares to offend the Nixon family or stir up trouble in their presence.”
The crowd began to murmur amongst themselves.
“So there is more to this story. If that’s true, Sophie clearly has some issues.”
“How can the children of the biggest investor even compete? It hardly seems fair to the others. Besides, Rola’s family wouldn’t dare challenge the Nixon family, let alone steal Sophie’s music.”
“If Sophie truly hails from the Nixon family, I find it hard to believe they wouldn’t strike back if she was bullied.”
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