Chapter 208
Chapter 208:
“Janice, Mr. Lopez really knows how to stir things up,” Sierra murmured. “I expected a simple event, but this feels like a courtroom drama.”
A faint smile appeared on Janice’s lips as she found Sierra’s perspective refreshingly sharp.
“Look at Carman! It’s priceless. He must be completely panicked, clueless about how to respond.” Sierra laughed, venting her pent-up frustration. “And what’s your excuse now, Carman? If you’re out of ideas, just admit it. Why stoop to plagiarism? How is that fair to your fans?”
“I didn’t! That video is a fake—it’s been manipulated!” Carman protested desperately. “Yes, manipulated!”
“Really, Carman? You say it’s manipulated, yet the pianist in that video isn’t a stranger to you, right?” Vernon retorted, his head shaking in disbelief. “She’s your own sister.”
The revelation sent shockwaves through the crowd. Fans were stunned. Could Carman truly have plagiarized from his sister? Unbelievable!
If it had been someone else, he might have argued it was a coincidence, a similarity in melody. But with the original creator being his sister, that excuse was no longer valid.
“I can’t believe this. How could he be a plagiarist after all these years I’ve looked up to him?”
“I’m done with Carman. I’m turning my back on him starting now.”
“Carman Edwards, you fraud! You’ve wasted my loyalty and all those years I supported you.”
Many fans began cursing Carman. The more they had adored him before, the stronger their hatred grew now.
“Everyone, calm down! There must be some mistake.”
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“We’ve admired Carman for years. Don’t we know his true character? He’s always doing charity work and stepping up during disasters. How could someone so good plagiarize?”
The steadfast fans continued to defend Carman, but their efforts seemed futile.
Carman, pale-faced, watched helplessly as his supporters turned against him. His mind raced, desperately searching for an escape.
Meanwhile, Yvonne observed the unfolding drama, her expression marked by tension. She had confronted Carman early on about the plagiarism rumors circulating online, but he had insisted the work was completely original, which had reassured her at the time.
If only Carman had been honest, they could have planned a strategy and avoided this disastrous situation.
The proof was irrefutable. The song Carman claimed as his own had been clearly copied, evidenced by a video of a performance that predated his song’s release. The situation looked increasingly grim.
“Carman, you’re determined to ruin me,” Yvonne muttered, her voice laced with fury. Her face clouded with anger as memories of her moments with Carman resurfaced, making her stomach churn. Getting involved with him was the biggest mistake of her life.
“Find out everything. I want a full report on Carman and the woman in that video,” she ordered.
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