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    Rnd gave a nod of support. “Absolutely. Pro bono for the legal representation.”


    A collective intake of breath rippled through the venue.


    Nobody could have predicted that Pattie from MCN would publicly chastise other attendees without worrying about negative repercussions or bing a trending topic online for the wrong reasons.


    The event was streaming live. After the recent fake Anti controversy, viewing numbers had skyrocketed and had almost surpassed the ten million mark.


    Additionally, Pattie had skillfully redirected scrutiny away from Maia and onto Kiley instead, which put Kiley in a position where she had to address the situation rather than staying on the sidelines.


    Following a small cough, Kiley, appearing visibly ufortable, eventually broke her silence. “Ladies and gentlemen, I think some confusion exists when ites to Maia.”


    She stopped speaking momentarily, cast a look in Raegan’s direction, and then went on. “However, since Maia has offered her exnation, I’m hoping that all of you…”


    Just then, someone from the crowd cut her off mid-sentence. “Ms. Cooper, you shouldn’t pay attention to what Pattie Miller says because she’s trying to change the subject. All we’re after is the truth. What’s inappropriate about that? That young woman from before turned out to be a fraud, so does that make Maia the genuine Anti? These days, attention-seekers are a dime a dozen. Pattie Miller counts Maia among her friends. Her reaction just now waspletely over the top. Doesn’t that just add more evidence that Maia looks even more suspicious?”


    Hearing this made Pattie clench her jaw in frustration. “st it! These people drive me up the wall!”


    She was about to fire back when Rnd held her back. “No matter whates out of your mouth right now, they won’t pay any attention and it’ll only make things worse.”


    His head turned slightly, and his eyes came to rest on Maia. “I have faith that Maia can set the record straight.”


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    At that precise instant, Rosanna, consumed by hatred that had drowned out reason, pressed her lips together and suddenly got to her feet, her eyes zing crimson as she stared at Maia positioned on the stage.


    She said, “Maia, how much longer are you going to put on this performance? You were never a prisoner at all!”


    After a brief hesitation, Rosanna posed a challenge in a voice straining with emotion. “Now that you’ve said you are Anti, why don’t you exin to all of us how you managed to get out of Wront Prison—a facility known for its tight security—just to do interviews? No magazine would have sent journalists into a prison to interview you. If they had, everyone would already be aware that Anti was locked up.”


    What she’d thrown out there made every single person in the room unconsciously furrow their brows.


    Whispered conversations started breaking out among the crowd.


    Someone pointed out, “What she’s saying makes sense. Maybe Maia could have finished her design work while incarcerated, but there’s no way they would have let her out just to sit down with reporters, right?”


    Another voice chimed in, “What would even be the purpose of imprisonment if inmates could just walk out whenever they felt like it? Are they really allowed that kind of freedom?”


    A third person stated with confidence, “There’s absolutely no question that Anti conducted those interviews outside the prison walls. I can’t imagine any journalist would have gone to a correctional facility.”


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