Chapter 17
I stared blankdy into Rogerio ‘s dark pupils, where turbulent emotions swirled.
Like a storm,black waves TOSA,
“Rebecca, you should be standing on a stage under the spotlight,not getting dirt on yourself.”
“What happens under the lights,I’ll take care of it”
The car entered a tunnel,and the outside suddenly went dark.
Rogerio leaned down and kissed me forcefully,
In the 600–mile tunnel,the streetlights occasionally hit Rogerio ‘s face from the car window.
I could see his expression–so restrained, yet so focused,
Before I had time to fully feel the kiss,the sudden burst of light made Rogerio pull away.
We had reached the end of the tunnel.
“Sorry,” his voice was hoarse. “I didn’t scare you,did I?”
I felt my ears burn, and awkwardly shook my head. “No,no.”
“I… I’ve never been with another woman,” Rogerio seemed more nervous than me. “I might be lacking in some
areas.”
I turned bright red. “Rogerio !”
Even from my seat,I could see the driver trying to stifle a smile.
Rogerio chuckled softly. “Rebecca,would you hate me?”
- “…”
Honestly,I didn’t want to answer that question in front of outsiders.
But when I saw the expectant look in Rogerio ‘s eyes,I couldn’t bring myself to stay silent.
“I don’t hate it,” I whispered,barely audible.
A smile immediately bloomed on Rogerio ‘s face,like spring breaking through a snow–covered mountain.
“It’s all over now,” Rogerio gently scratched my palm. “Congratulations, you’ve been reborn.”
“Thank you.”
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I couldn’t help but feel a little shy.
The atmosphere in the car was a bit awkward,so Rogerio switched the topic at the right moment. “Did you get the
stuff?”
I took a small camera from the succulent. “Yeah,they didn’t find it after all.”
To review my movements,I had attached a camera to the succulent. The video,saved on a memory card,showed everything from the refinement of individual moves to the combination of sequences. Even someone with no knowledge of dance could tell who the creator of this performance was.
I didn’t rush to post the video online to prove myself but gave Olivia some time to admit her wrongdoings.
Excluding her character,Olivia’s professional ability was indeed impressive.
Especially in the UK,she could be considered one of the best.
I knew how severe this situation was. If I exposed it,she would definitely face a complete industry blacklist.
A little reluctant to destroy her career,I decided to give her a chance.
It turns out,sometimes,one can’t always be a saint.
I didn’t get Olivia’s confession. Instead,I got her trending on social media.
She posted photos of the wrecked room and a page from the divorce agreement,and shared them on Twitter.
Her caption. “No matter the cost,I’ve finally achieved the result I wanted. Let’s walk the flower road together from
here.”
The comment section was full of reactions.
“Did President Carter just divorce Charlotte Edwards?”
“Did that woman refuse to divorce? She made such a mess of the house.”
“Sigh,a little bit of troublemaking. She probably clung to President Carter when she married him,right?”
“If it’s not true love,there’s no need to hold on. Let go and everyone can breathe easy.”
“Feels like President Carter and Olivia are the perfect match,true love after overcoming so many hurdles.”
Olivia knew exactly how to manipulate public opinion. Under her guidance,I became the “witch who couldn’t get the man she loved.”
Rogerio ‘s anger felt palpable,but he said nothing and stood up to leave.
I grabbed his fingers. “This is a law–abiding society. Don’t shout about killing people. She brought it on herself; it’s not for you to act on.”
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Just as I was about to upload the video,I saw that Olivia had beaten me to it,tagging me in a post.
“Charlotte Edwards,I can meet all your conditions,but I will never admit to plagiarizing or stealing Love Without
Regret‘.”
“First,even though I intervened in your relationship with President Carter,I still maintain the dancer’s integrity, second,this is a dance I created for Charles, and it means a lot to me,”
“I know words alone are not enough. How about we participate in ‘Dancer Show‘ together and perform this dance for the audience to judge?”
“Charlotte Edwards,I hope your leg isn’t still injured,right?”
Olivia was doing this on purpose.
She knew my leg hadn’t fully healed,yet she proposed a live battle,attempting to seize the initiative.
Now,even if I simply state the facts,the netizens wouldn’t believe me.
In the end,she would twist it into me seeking revenge.
Olivia had calculated everything,but she hadn’t expected that I had enough evidence to prove myself.
I edited the post and hovered my finger over the send button.
A single click,and the truth would be revealed.
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