Chapter 346
Chapter 346:
Email threads between her and Dotson filled the screen, each one another nail in the coffin of his denials.
The evidence was irrefutable. Janice and Latonia were one and the same.
Dotson’s knees buckled beneath him, and only Carman’s quick reflexes kept him from hitting the floor.
“How could this be? All this time, the person I’ve looked up to has been Janice? No way!”
Panic coursed through Dotson’s veins as his worldview shattered like fragile glass. The foundation of his beliefs crumbled beneath him.
The audience’s mocking laughter cut through the air like razor blades.
“This is hilarious! To think his idol—the person he’s admired all this time—turns out to be his sister. How utterly ridiculous!”
“Imagine Dotson pouring his heart out in those emails. All that sincerity directed at his own sister. There’s something deeply unsettling about that.”
“Humph! Shouldn’t we be concerned about Dotson’s plagiarism? If Janice is bold enough to make such claims, she must have solid proof.”
Like a flock of birds changing direction mid-flight, the crowd’s attention shifted from the scandalous revelation to the more serious allegation at hand.
“Dotson, do you still want to deny it?” Janice advanced. The air around her seemed to grow heavy, pressing down on everyone present.
“Why? Why did you do this?” Dotson roared, humiliation and rage burning in his chest. “Do you enjoy tormenting me like this?”
“Blame yourself for being such a failure.” Janice lifted her chin, her glacial gaze sweeping across the Edwards family like a blade. “When I first returned, I worked tirelessly to earn your approval.”
The Edwards family’s faces darkened like storm clouds.
Janice’s eyes locked onto Dotson. “A talentless hack like you, dreaming of becoming a great writer. To protect your fragile ego, I became your online confidante, endlessly encouraging you, sharing my drafts. I expected you to draw inspiration. Instead, you copied everything word for word. Though it disgusted me, I was desperate for your approval, so I stayed silent. After all, we were family.”
“You’re lying.” Dotson’s face flamed with desperation. “Those novels were my creation. This is all just another scheme to destroy us, isn’t it? First Mom, then Delilah, and Lowell and Carman. Are you planning to pick us off one by one?”
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Janice met his accusations with arctic indifference.
“You’re truly wicked!” Carman’s voice joined the fray. “You’ve already ruined me—I’m done fighting. But Dotson is one book away from the platinum writer, and you choose now to destroy him?”
“Platinum writer?” Janice’s lips curled in derision. “Someone who can’t even get a draft approved, becoming a platinum writer? Do you know why his new book hasn’t made any progress?”
She let her gaze drift across the sea of expectant faces. The fans stood frozen, confusion etched across their features as they waited for her next revelation.
“Because I’m not around, so he has nothing to copy.” Her words crashed through Dotson’s last shred of dignity like a wrecking ball. “Today, he announced news about his new book because he knew I had returned. He thought I would provide fresh material for him to plagiarize.”
A collective gasp rippled through the crowd.
“I wondered about his sudden burst of inspiration. He must have thought Latonia’s return meant a new well to drink from.”
“I read some of Dotson’s early short stories. They were amateur work, worlds apart from those three novels. I chalked it up to different genres, but now it’s clear he’s nothing but a fraud.”
“Holy shit! Have I been idolizing a plagiarist all these years?”
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