Chapter 147
“Nonsense! If you keep ndering our little dev–Ahem, I mean Yvette–I won’t go easy on you!”
Gabriel fumed, obviously incensed by Yasmin’s actions.
“You’re angry at me because I spoke the truth. You don’t deserve to be the president of the Pianists
Association, seeing the way you’re ndering Yasmin!” Nora shouted.
She grew impudent when she recalled that Yasmin had promised to convince the Murrays to invest
in the Spade family business if Nora helped. ruin Gabriel and Yvette’s reputations.
Since Nora had nothing to do with the music industry, she had nothing to lose, even if she crossed
Gabriel.
Yasmin was full of glee when she saw Gabriel’s face tuming red. On the surface, she pretended to
carry herself with grace.
“Alright now,” she said. “President Thompson, since you couldn’t point out the original song I
giarized from, this shows that you’re just ndering me.
“If this gets out, it’ll be bad for you. I’ll pretend that it didn’t happen. Please take your seat and
continue enjoying my performance.”
The audience started whispering to each other.
“Yasmin Murray is indeed Miss Jubilife. She’s more gracious than anyone else. Even when
President Thompson unfairly used her of giarism, she chose to forgive him!”
“Right. She’s too nice. Why would she be considerate of him after he falsely used her of
giarism?”
The words of praise made Yasmin’s heart soar with joy. She silently cast a provocative look at
Yvette and Gabriel. They couldn’t take her down, and now, she gained the trust of the publ
Infuriated, Gabriel stemly confronted her without a second thought, “Since you show no remorse, I
won’t give you a second chance! You giarized Mischa Rachmaninoff’s unreleased
song–‘Snowdrop!“”
His statement caused a ruckus.
“What? Is he talking about Maestro Rachmaninoff’s unreleased song? No wonder it sounded oddly
familiar when Yasmin started ying!” “But why did Maestro Rachmaninoff suddenly decide to
release new works after a long retirement?”
“What’s going on? I don’t know who to trust anymore!”
Yasmin let out a cold chuckle when she heard Gabriel’s deration. He had imed that it was
Mischa Rachmaninoff’s unreleased song when it was just Yvette’sposition.
She thought Gabriel must’ve been an idiot for mistaking Yvette’s works for Mischa Rachmaninoff’s.
“President Thompson, Maestro Rachmaninoff has been retired for many years. Why the sudden
decision to release new works? Besides, the maestro is not here to prove that I giarized her
song!“.
“Who said Maestro Rachmaninoff isn’t here?” Gabriel blurted out and btedly realized he had
exposed Yvette’s identity without her pennission.
He scratched his head sheepishly and shed an ingratiating smile at Yvette, worried she might be
angry with him. Còntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org
Yvette clicked her tongue, looking slightly helpless and resigned. She thought, “Well, there goes
another one of my identities.”
“Oh my god! Is Maestro Rachmaninoff here with us?” “That’s impossible. Why would the maestro be
here?”