Chapter 196
Chapter 196:
With both of them already trending, the story spread like wildfire.
Yelena wasn’t about to let anyone miss the drama, so she made sure to use every trick in the book to get her message out there.
A post titled “Suspected Plagiarism by Contestant Sonya of Yera’s Work” quickly soared to the top of the trending list, igniting a firestorm of conversation.
Yelena shared details from last year—everything from the date of the original composition to the inspiration behind it. Most importantly, she was Yera, the name everyone in the music world respected. Who would dare question Yera’s authenticity?
She wasn’t just any composer—she was a musical genius, and her work was beyond reproach.
The timeline was solid.
This wasn’t a case of a small-time mistake; it was clear as day that Sonya had stolen from a master. And the more people thought about it, the more ridiculous it seemed.
How could Sonya have been so bold as to plagiarize the work of someone like Yera? She clearly didn’t know where her limits were.
If Sonya had lifted a tune from an unknown artist, maybe it would have slipped under the radar. But this was Yera—everyone knew her name, and they respected her craft. Sonya had picked the wrong person to copy.
Meanwhile, Sonya sat at home, basking in the glow of her success.
She had been hearing whispers that she was a frontrunner, with her song Shadow topping the charts. It was everywhere, gaining more popularity by the minute.
Who would’ve guessed that Yelena would actually come in handy?
𝗣𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝘁 𝗀ⱥ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀꞉ⅽ𝗈𝗆
The sheet music had been swiped from Yelena’s drawer—though, truth be told, Sonya had no clue where Yelena had gotten it in the first place.
Not that it mattered. Finders, keepers, right? Sonya had already published the piece, so as far as she was concerned, it was hers now.
Rumor had it that a talent agency had taken notice of her. Well, why wouldn’t they? Sonya knew she had the looks and the talent—a killer combo that was hard to ignore. The more Sonya mulled it over, the brighter her mood became. Everything was falling into place.
Just then, her program assistant’s name lit up on her phone screen.
Sonya frowned, puzzled. Why on earth would they be calling at this hour? Could it be good news?
Had she won the competition already?
That thought sent a thrill through Sonya, and she quickly swiped to answer the call.
“Sonya!” The assistant’s frantic voice crackled through the line. “Something big’s happened p>
Sonya’s stomach flipped, her good mood replaced with a sharp pang of unease.
“What’s going on?” she demanded, brows knitting together.
“Have you not been online?! You’ve been exposed for plagiarizing Yera’s work! It’s all over the Internet!” the assistant shot back, sounding incredulous.
She was taken aback. How could something this massive have blown up without Sonya even knowing about it? The news had already gone viral online. How on earth could Sonya still be in the dark?