Chapter 190
“Oh.” Arabe finally let go of her grip.
Due to the sudden release, Olga stumbled and fell. Ynda tried to help her up but got her skirt
stepped on, and they both ended up sprawled on the floor, heads colliding in aical fashion.
“You little rascal.” Olga pointed at Arabe, too angry to even stand up.
“Do you think you can just hit Yoli’s face without any repercussions? Last time, you had your friends
gang up on her, and now you dare to bully her in front of me. If you don’t apologize to Yoli today, we’ll
let everyone judge you!”
“Fine.” Arabe agreed surprisingly easily; she carelessly said, “Let’s have everyone judge then. And
while we’re at it, let’s see if copying other people’s piano pieces can win you a runner–up trophy.”
“What are you on about? Don’t frame Yoli!”
“Whether I’m framing or not, ask her.” Arabe’s gaze fell on Ynda, who looked utterly
unconcerned.
Ynda felt uneasy. She hadn’t expected Arabe to discover this so quickly. Gritting her teeth, she
said, “Do you have any evidence?”
“Yeah, do you have any proof that Yoli copied someone else’s piano piece? Even if she did, how would
you know? Do you even know how to listen to piano music?” Arabe had a piano bought for her by
Grace in the past, but she hardly ever yed it.
Don’t go around using people of giarism just because you know a bit about music!
“I get it! You’re just jealous because Yoli won second ce, so you deliberately came to the theater to
embarrass her? You’re so cunning! How could the Murphy family raise someone like you?”
“Who raised who?” Arabe raised her indifferent eyes and sheered, “Did I ever spend your money?”
“Isn’t the Murphy family’s money my money?”
“That’s Granny Grace’s!”
“Fine, you mischievous child! I won’t argue with you about this; are you going to apologize or not?”
Olga’s voice had attracted a few onlookers.
Feeling embarrassed, Ynda tried to pull Olga away, saying, “Forget it, mom.”
“No way, I’m going to make her apologize to you today!” Olga was set on getting an apology from
Arabe.
“Mom, there are other people watching.” Ynda was afraid the reporters woulde over and say,
“Let’s not argue with her; let’s go. We’ll have other opportunities.”
It didn’t have to be here!
“Let go of me. Let me teach her a lesson. Don’t worry, I’m here!”
“Are you guys done?” Arabe was losing her patience. Were they really going to argue about this?
Didn’t they care about their dignity at all?
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“We’ve already let you go. What more do you want?” Ynda had never seen someone so ungrateful.
Was she not satisfied until she had antagonized everyone?, “Oh, of course, I want you to apologize.”
“Apologize? Me?” Ynda was taken aback.
Olga was even more stunned. “You want Yoli to apologize to you?”
Had Arabe lost her mind?
“How can you guys not understand what I’m saying? Let me repeat, apologize.” Arabe said slowly
and clearly, “If you don’t apologize, I’ll have the staff pull up the video surveince from the hallway.”
While the camera didn’t cover the washbasin area, they could clearly see the spot where Ynda had
sshed water on Arabe!
Ynda fooked up; the camera was focused on the hallway in front of the bathroom, exactly where
Arabe had been standing.