MainNovelChapter 1058: This time, the support she'd anticipated from fellow students of modest backgrounds never materialized. She had grossly misjudged their reverence for Kendall—a master-level figure in the Music Association. Though they might secretly resent his favoritism toward Carrie, they would never question his professional integrity.
In recent years, the legends of the music world had all but vanished, taking with them an era of unparalleled brilliance, particularly after Josh's departure. Kendall had ascended to becthe Association's most esteemed figure. His unwavering devotion to music-valuing the art itself above personal connections-had cemented his reputation as the purest soul among students.
Unlike Carrie, Kendall had climbed from humble beginnings. His deeply embedded principles, forged over decades, weren't something Aliza could topple with a few careless remarks.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe crowd's collective disapproval swung toward her instead.
"If you want to critique Carrie, focus on Carrie. Leave Mr. Watson out of this." Aliza froze, words evaporating from her tongue.
She turned to Kristopher for backup, only to discover him absorbed in typing something on his phone.
Frustration bubbled up as she shoved his arm and hissed, "Why are you just sitting there silent?" Kristopher slipped his phone away, lifted his gaze to meet hers, and responded with glacial calm, “What exactly would you havesay?" A flicker of irritation and frosty indifference darted across his eyes.
Kathleen, hovering nearby, swiftly intervened, tugging Aliza's sleeve.
"Aliza, Kristopher isn't privy to your creative process. Don't rush things. Nothing's settled yet. Kristopher would never stand by while someone mistreated you." Let your imagination soar with galŋov☐☐☐çom She pivoted toward Kristopher, attempting to smooth the rippling waters.
"Kristopher, don't hold this against Aliza. She's weathered constant pressure from Carrie's schemes. Now, despite clear evidence that Carrie plagiarized, people side with her merely to avoid offending the Morrison dynasty. Aliza has never faced such blatant injustice. Our family may lack prominence, but we've raised her like royalty. Please understand her distress." As she spoke, Kathleen dabbed at the corner of her eye, feigning tears that never fell—the picture of maternal anguish.
Kristopher remained unmoved, offering only a barely audible "Hmm." One judge leaned toward Carrie, his expression thoughtful yet probing.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Is Mr. Watson's interpretation accurate? Though you bear the Morrison name, the Music Association has always maintained strict boundaries between personal connections and professional merit. Plagiarism is an unforgivable transgression. The Association cannot harbor someone lacking both talent and integrity." "Precisely!" Aliza interjected, seizing the moment.
"You slipped into the Music Association riding your grandfather's coattails. If you possess such remarkable talent, why haven't we seen your compositions before now?"
Carrie regarded Aliza with thinly veiled contempt, as though O'M addressing a child. "Because I only mastered composition after joining the Music Association.”
The others exchanged glances brimming with skepticism, clearly unconvinced. Afion, however, practically vibrated with excitement.
"Carrie truly inherited our great-uncle's gift! In mere months, she's not only elevated her performance but created such a magnificent composition!"
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