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    “One might say she’s my mentor. I specifically came here for her today,” Ethan replied with a grin.


    “And consequently, we stumbled upon this incident.”


    Just then, the event’s organizer returned backstage with the bodyguards.


    “We’ve inspected the piano on stage, and there were no issues when the previous contestant finished her performance,” the organizer exined, wiping the cold sweat from his brow. He knew that if this major stage ident became public, it would tarnish the reputation of the entire music hall.


    Seeing the des and blood on the piano moments ago had nearly caused him to faint from shock. He had watched Noraplete her performance, which meant she had endured the pain while ying the piano for thirty minutes.


    The bodyguard disyed the video to Amy. Upon seeing the blood-stained piano keys, her legs gave way, and she copsed onto the sofa.


    “Whoever ced those des is utterly heartless!” she eximed.


    The des were razor-sharp and would easily slice into the skin upon contact. Amy had noticed the deep cuts on Nora’s hands, injuries sustained before she realized the des were there.


    The organizer, his voice trembling, said, “We are currently reviewing the surveince footage. The individual responsible will be identified shortly.”


    With a contestant seriously injured, the organizer sometimes wished he could faint just to avoid the stress of dealing with the situation. He had been the one to suggest altering the performance order and was now bearing the brunt of the me for the contestant’s injury.


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    Ethan raised his eyebrows with a mischievous grin. “Are you searching for someone? Why didn’t youe to me for help?” he asked. Before he could finish, the organizer suddenly interrupted him.


    Amy, distressed by the day’s events, was still puzzled by Nora’s acquaintance with Ethan. Upon hearing his question, she quickly responded, “Ethan, can you assist us?”


    All eyes turned to Ethan, who then pointed toward the woman restrained by his men.


    “She is the one responsible for cing the des on the piano,” he dered.


    The revtion shocked everyone. The organizer immediately approached her and identified her on sight.


    “That’s Sallie Hilton, primarily in charge of maintaining the instruments,” he confirmed.


    Before Ethan and his entourage entered, someone noticed Sallie, bound and surrounded by his bodyguards. However, since no one recognized her, everyone remained silent.


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