My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 1055:

They did not press with more than that. The question alone carried weight. Caught off guard, Carrie answered instinctively, “Yes. I completed it independently. I did not reference or borrow from anyone.” The response dropped into the room like a stone into still water. A stir broke out among the students.

“You’re lying!” someone blurted from the back.

“You plagiarized the work of Randell’s composer!”

As the accusation echoed through the room, Carrie turned to face the speaker. The warmth in her eyes vanished, replaced by a glacial calm. Her voice was composed, deliberate.

“Do you have any proof that I plagiarized?”

The student didn’t hesitate.

“Your composition is nearly seventy percent identical to Aliza’s. How can you possibly deny it?”

That her piece was far more polished

of similarity was enough for most to condemn her. In their

reply, she pressed on, her tone now edged with faint scorn, “Is it because she performed

None of us knew who would play when—not until

not, but you’re from

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his voice steady but

the integrity

around

do you think I’d bother with something as petty as the draw? Carrie wouldn’t need to go through this entire process

worked like that, it wouldn’t have lasted in Isonridge, nor would it still be a place where

side, Arion added dryly, “Exactly. If Grandpa were biased, how would I always end up scraping the bottom?” That

self-deprecating honesty left no room for

realize the gravity of what he’d implied. Thankfully for him, he’d kept

looked down,