As the first clip finished playing, he imdiately clicked on the second...
Ghania Quinlan’s heartbeat felt like it was about to burst out, her vision darkening, nearly fainting. She bit her lip hard, her eyes reddened as she glared at the girl standing in her hospital room, wishing she could devour her flesh and drink her blood!
But at the mont, Ghania Quinlan couldn’t care about that, her heart beating so fast it seed to surge from her throat, all she wanted was to stop everything that was happening imdiately.
"Teacher, please let explain, I’ve never heard these pieces, she’s framing with these, I have no idea..."
Nathalie Quinlan raised her pretty eyes, quite assertive, and in stark contrast to Ghania’s panic, she was terrifyingly calm as she cut to the heart of the matter: "Whether you know or not, can’t we just compare the release tis of the pieces?"
"Nathalie Quinlan!" Ghania looked at her as if she wanted to devour her, gasping for air, utterly panicking, then turned her head, looking earnestly at Master Steven: "Teacher, you believe , that arrangent was my own work, I’ve never heard those on her phone, she’s just jealous of , and that’s why she’s slandering ..."
Her hands were now ruined, unable to play the piano anymore. If there was anything left for her to be thankful for, it was only— the study abroad spot at Curtis Music Academy.
It didn’t matter if she couldn’t play the piano; she wasn’t going abroad to study piano, she just wanted to use the piano as a way to enter high society overseas.
She had already processed the withdrawal from Tsinghua University.
At this ti, she absolutely could not lose her eligibility for the study abroad program at Curtis Music Academy, otherwise she wouldn’t be able to attend university at all!
The intense music from the hospital room continued.
Ghania’s heart raced, and seeing that her teacher was ignoring her, she turned her head again, staring hatefully at the girl who stood lazily in the room.
Nathalie Quinlan!
She understood now.
She knew what Nathalie Quinlan wanted to do— because she had exposed an incident from seven years ago, Nathalie Quinlan wanted revenge, to utterly destroy her!
Her greatest dream was to climb the ladder to success and beco soone important.
Nathalie Quinlan wanted to sever the ladder she was climbing to success right before her eyes!
Ghania Quinlan felt almost suffocated; when she realized this, her vision kept going dark, unable to calm down at all, her fingers ached terribly— almost crushed by comminuted fractures, which was no joke. Even though the anesthesia hadn’t completely worn off, the pain was bone-piercing, yet it was nothing compared to the panic and fear in her heart.
She had done similar things before, but Nathalie Quinlan had never taken matters to the extre. This ti, Nathalie Quinlan was going to take it to the extre.
Ghania Quinlan’s mind was in chaos, desperately trying to refute: "Teacher, she found these from sowhere, these must be pieced together after looking at my award-winning arrangents. You believe , I don’t know about the things she’s talking about."
While she was defending herself, Master Steven had finished listening to the seven or eight audio clips on Nathalie Quinlan’s phone.
After listening, he took a deep breath, his expression serious as he handed the phone back to the girl, his deanor still fairly gentle as he asked, "Ms. Quinlan, please allow to ask audaciously, these clips you played for are..."
Ghania Quinlan then saw the girl raise her hand, pull the brim of her cap, slightly lifting her head to reveal that envy-inducing, striking face, and answered in an indifferent tone: "Mine."
Thump! Her heart violently pulsed, as if snapping back to reality, afraid that the other would continue speaking, she reacted impulsively, couldn’t care less, and imdiately shouted loudly: "You’re lying, that arrangent is mine, you only helped edit it a little, it becos yours by just editing it?"
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