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Chapter 866: Chapter 866: There are Oddities Every Year

Everyone naturally glanced at Tracy Swift, who bit her lip in distress, her tears falling uncontrollably. “Xaviera, we’re friends,” she said. “I didn’t want to fuss about this, but now everyone knows what happened. If you persist with refusing to apologize, your reputation will be utterly ruined.”

“I never thought of asking you to apologize, but now that everyone is criticizing you online. If you still refuse to admit your mistake, then I can’t help you. Just apologize and I will explain it in order to help you save face.”

In the eyes of everyone present, Xaviera not only took the violin that should belong to Rita, but also attempted to replace Rita on the awards podium. If she still refuses to apologize, everyone won’t let the matter rest.

Following Tracy’s words, the crowd cast disdainful and disgusted gazes at Xaviera.

Xaviera curled her lips upwards faintly and responded lightly, “There are records of all the auctions at the charity event. You can check if I used Rita’s identity. If I really caused trouble for Rita, then I should indeed apologize.”

Hearing this, Tracy immediately brightened up. She thought that Xaviera would spout nonsense in front of everyone, but Xaviera gave up so quickly. It seemed she was scared. If she apologized, it would prove that she indeed intentionally took the violin.

Just as Tracy was plotting how to deal with Xaviera, the next moment—

Xaviera slowly looked up, her cold eyes sweeping over Tracy. She sneered, “It’s a pity that you… are not Rita.”

She paused and deliberately prolonged her tone, lending a mocking air to her statement.

Everyone was stunned. What did Xaviera mean by saying that Tracy wasn’t Rita? That was impossible! The Star Music Festival had already certified Tracy’s identity, and the awards ceremony had been held too!

[What’s she blabbering about? When her deception was exposed, she claimed that Tracy wasn’t Rita. That’s absolutely shameless!]

The audience below couldn’t help but glance towards Mrs. Swift, growing a bit doubtful, “Mrs. Swift, could it be…”

Mrs. Swift’s heart burned with rage, but considering the presence of everyone, she forced herself to stay calm: “Don’t listen to her nonsense. She just doesn’t want to apologize and so she is throwing mud at Tracy. I am Tracy’s mother. The kid has been outstanding since childhood and would never impersonate anyone. Besides, the Star Music Festival has already confirmed Tracy’s identity. Could they have gotten it wrong?”

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Hearing Mrs. Swift say this, everyone began to dismiss their suspicions. It seemed that Xaviera just didn’t want to apologize and was making up random stories, and there was no factual basis to them.

Tracy’s eyes reddened, and her voice choked, “Xaviera, how could you slander me like this? I am Rita. What do I need to do to make you believe me?”

“No need,” Xaviera replied coldly.

Tracy’s heart eased a bit, just as she calmed down, Xaviera looked up and gave a faint laugh, “No matter what you do, I won’t believe you, because I have evidence.”

Tracy’s body trembled in fright at these words, and the live broadcast room erupted into chaos.

[Does Xaviera have evidence that proves Tracy isn’t Rita?]

[Is this woman crazy? The Star Music Festival has already confirmed that Tracy is Rita. Could they be wrong? Besides, Tracy is the first noble lady of high society in Imperial City, why would she impersonate Rita? If she is indeed impersonating, the real Rita should have heard the news and arrived by now. Since no one showed up, this means that Tracy is Rita!]

[There are weirdos every year, but there seem to be particularly many this year. Possessing such a beautiful face, but not using her brain.]

David Bronte stepped forward, shouting in anger, “This is the Star Music Festival’s award ceremony, not a place for you to make a scene. I advise you to leave immediately, or else I will have security throw you out.”

Xaviera acted as if she didn’t care at all, “Mister Bronte, your temper is too explosive. So eager to drive me away, are you feeling guilty?”

David glanced at Tracy’s grievance and then at Xaviera’s arrogant demeanor which immediately fuelled his anger, “What do I have to feel guilty about? It’s you who did something wrong. Not only do you refuse to apologize, but you also dare to disrupt Tracy’s award ceremony. I think you’re nuts!”

Xaviera ignored his rage, she took out her phone instead and casually tapped a few buttons. The large screen flickered and two sheets of sketchy compositions appeared. The signature at the bottom was Rita’s.