Chapter 151 Ironic
The young
woman’s aura was icy, and her eyes reflected the bleak chill of a winter wind.
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With just a few words. Melody had completely reversed her disadvantageous situation and turned the tables in an instant,
Derrick stared at her, disbelief clear in his
cyes.
He assumed Melody couldn’t afford a lawyer and would have to represent herself. Though she had a law degree, passing the bar and actually defending a case in court were entirely different things.
However, it was obvious now–this lawsuit was something Melody had planned long ago.
She was prepared from the beginning. She had remained silent during the false accusations, allowing Carson and Suzanna to publicly pressure her during their live broadcast.
The louder their accusations, the greater the impact of her counterattack–one that would devastate the reputations of these two entertainment industry darlings.
Carson was a top–tier musician. He had accused his own sister of plagiarism, only to be exposed as the one stealing inspiration.
Meanwhile, Suzanna had claimed Melody’s arrangements as her own and accused her of plagiarizing.
For those who had witnessed the scandal at the Golden Financial Summit, this entire sequence of events. felt oddly familiar.
As soon as Melody countersued the Shield siblings, the live broadcast exploded.
“Oh my God, it turns out I’m the clown here after all? Carson is the top–tier artist, but he has stolen his sister’s talent all along.”
“Suzanna is disgusting! Stealing sheet music and fooling her brother! The Shield family is a mess, lying to each other like that!”
“Haha! Remember how Suzanna’s stream was cut off midway through the Golden Financial Summit? Apparently, the second half was insane. Carson was just trying to save her spot in the industry by digging up dirt on Voice Mel from the past, but instead, he’s ruined himself. Melody’s comeback is epic!”
“These Shield siblings look so perfect on the outside, but all they do is take advantage of poor Melly. And they call themselves musicians? Colin was the only one who saw through them right away, noticing how similar Carson’s song was to VoiceMel’s ‘Riding the Wind‘. Always trust the pros–they can spot these things in an instant! I wonder if Colin’s watching this unfold.”
At that moment, Colin, who had just been listening to Melody’s mesmerizing piano performance, saw the comments mentioning him.
He hadn’t even fully snapped out of the music’s spell, but he quickly registered an account on Tomato
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bars. I also officially retracted my previous support for Surge. I’ve been keeping an eye on Carson’s later work, and to be honest, you’ll never surpass Melody’s musical talent. Do yourself a favor and quit music.”
The moment Colin’s statement went live, it rocketed to the top of the trending list, fueled by his influence as a major figure in the music industry.
Meanwhile, the staff behind Tomato Video were staring in disbelief at the skyrocketing viewership of Melody’s live stream.
Her follower count had not only smashed through KPIs but was still climbing at a breakneck pace.
Backend Operator muttered, “Holy crap! Signing up for VoiceMel was the best decision ever. And now we’ve unlocked the god–tier bonus–Colin himself. Two legends for the price of one? What a steal!”
After Melody’s cold voice cut through Carson’s rant, he felt a sharp pain in his chest; his thoughts weighed down as though they were suffocating him.
Watching as Melody handed over the countersuit without hesitation, his face turned pale as reality sank in.
Melody had known from the start that they were bound to lose.
She hadn’t come here as the defendant. No, she had come to watch him and Suzanna perform–only to Turn the show on its head.
And although it was their idea to broadcast the trial live, Melody was the real beneficiary.
She was a master strategist, pushing them into an inescapable corner from which they would never
recover.
The more Carson thought about it, the more terrified he became of the woman Melody had become.
The truth was that he had handed her the weapon that would seal his own fate.
He couldn’t blame her for using it.
As these realizations washed over him, the pain in his chest grew unbearable.
He looked down, his entire body trembling, struggling to lift the pile of dense, handwritten manuscripts.
Yet despite the pain, he couldn’t stop himself from glancing over at Suzanna, who stood, barely able to hold herself up at the plaintiff’s table.
Plaintiff
The word was too bitterly ironic.
