My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 1056:

The confidence in her tone left the accuser floundering. His earlier certainty had evaporated, replaced by uncertainty and doubt.

Just then, Aliza, who had been quiet all this time, stood up. Her voice rang clear.

“I didn’t just perform before you—I submitted my composition earlier as well. The mentors even praised how quickly I turned it in. They said only two people submitted before me. Surely you’re not claiming to be one of them?”

As part of the process, all participants were required to submit their compositions in advance so the judges could review them during performances. Aliza had rushed hers in after only a few edits, hoping to gain an edge.

Someone from the crowd suddenly chimed in, “Carrie didn’t submit early. I was there. We turned ours in together, just before the deadline.”

Aliza’s smile returned, confident and composed. With testimony and timestamps on her side, it seemed like Carrie had no way to defend herself.

held the trace of a smile, soft and unmoved. The light above her cast

same quiet smile, she

I understand, his newest piece was released publicly earlier today. If we are going by timing, would that not mean his version came first? It seems to me Miss Herrera copied his

froze. She had expected Carrie to defend herself—not to toss the accusation

suspicion flared in Aliza’s mind, sharp and sudden. Did Carrie steal the song too? Perhaps she had hired Randell’s

updates now on

mulled it over, the more it made

films, wrote the occasional screenplay, but music? If she truly had that kind of talent, she would have stormed into the entertainment world

public. Only those deeply entrenched in the arts truly cared about them. Besides, no one in the entertainment industry would dare challenge the Morrison family over something as niche and non-commercial as an

ghostwriting, Carrie had likely crafted a plan she thought was watertight. But fate had handed Aliza a twist—Carrie’s original manuscript had somehow fallen into her hands. Carrie could not risk outright denial

these thoughts unraveled, a slow smirk pulled at Aliza’s lips. The situation had shifted, and she was starting to enjoy it. This could only end in two