After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Even when she retorted, her voice was cute. "I didn't plagiarize." She was telling the truth.

She wanted to confidently tell everyone she didn't plagiarize, but ... her heart kept beating, and her inner voice told her to shrink...

Her inner voice got louder and louder in her head, though she tried hard to get rid of it.

Her head was blank, and her inner voice was getting more aggresive.

"She couldn't have plagiarized your work. If you say she did, please show proof to prove you composed this song." Suddenly, a mellow male voice rang out in the quiet opera house.

Everyone couldn't help but look towards the source of the voice, only to see a slender man slowly rising from his seat, his face handsome.

Brayden? Someone recognized who the man was.

All were a little surprised.

This man was the mayor's son. He appeared aloof and distant usually.

But now he stood out to defend a girl? It was so unbelievable.

Sylvia took a look at Brayden. She was amazed by the fact that Brayden was such a responsible and trustworthy man! As a judge, she couldn't let them bully Jenna at will.

Tyler was so cunning. Even if he copied Jenna's work, he would not admit it. Moreover, he had a lot of students, so he would never admit doing something that could tarnish his reputation.

Sylvia came to him, "Mr. Grant, you said Jenna was a plagiarist. Please show your evidence to prove it." Tyler came prepared after taking Tiffany's call.

He immediately took out a piece of worn-out yellow paper from his pocket.

The originally white paper was now yellow and also emitted a musty smell.

It should be from a long time ago.

"This is a manuscript | left when | composed several years ago." Tyler said expressionlessly.

Sylvia brought the manuscript to the judges’ table, and several judges took turns passing it around.

After reading it, Clare said, "It does look like a manuscript." Tyler smiled and looked pleased.

"Where's your proof?” Sylvia looked at Jenna .

Jenna was wearing a gown and didn't have her phone with her. She bit her lip and waved her hand at Brayden, and the latter immediately stepped forward and delivered the phone to her hand.

The man's large, hot palm gently brushed her cold fingertips, bringing a burst of warmth.

Warmth flooded her heart.

Then she heard the man say, "Don't be afraid.” Jenna took a deep breath and then opened her phone album. She had been using iphone, so as long as she logged in to her ID, no matter what iphone model she used, she was able to see the photos she had saved before.

So after she left the Carson family and the Wrights bought her a new phone, she restored the photos.

She flipped out the photo of her manuscript and showed it to the judges.

Merlin was the first to exclaim, "Oh my God, what's going on?" Sylvia and Clare glanced at each other and looked towards the photo on Jenna's phone.

Both could not help but be stunned.

The manuscript on the phone screen...

Tyler's confident face froze. What happened? What's wrong with the photo? Tiffany looked at the judges, and her heart was in her throat.

She was desperate to know the answer.

She was desperate to see Jenna get slapped in the face by Tyler.

But she couldn't see anything from her seat in the audience.

She could only be anxious.

But after the judges looked at it, they handed it over to the host.

The host also froze when she saw the photo.

She held the phone up to the camera, pointed it at the camera, and then a very shocked voice rang out.

"Oh my God! The evidence Jenna brought out was a photo of a manuscript that looked exactly like Tyler's manuscript! The manuscript in Jenna's photo was clean and clear and looked new! Tyler's manuscript looked old and yellowed." As the photo was immediately projected on the big screen by the camera. Everyone stared in awe at the comparison.

Two identical manuscripts, except that one photo was new and one was an old manuscript.

"Oh my God! How is this possible?" "Why is it like this?" Tiffany also stared intently at the big screen in shock.

"How is it possible? Jenna, you must have secretly taken a photo of my teacher's manuscript, went home to practice, and then came out to claim that you composed this song!" She pointed at Jenna and shouted her rebuke as if she was a defender of justice.

Everyone at the scene looked at the comparison of the two manuscripts in shock.

All felt incredible.

All eyes were focused on Jenna and Tyler.

Tyler smiled slightly, revealing a smile that he thought was very generous and elegant, with a hint of helplessness in his tone, "Young lady, | understand your desire to be popular. After all, we all want to be extraordinary pianists. However, you should not take such shameful shortcuts. The best shortcut in this world is your hard work." This speech was delivered very decently, making the audience nod and praise, "No wonder he's a famous piano teacher." "This young girl should feel ashamed. She stole Tyler's song, but insisted saying she composed it." Jenna bit her lower lip, and her gauze that covered her face showed a touch of determination.

Sylvia and the Wrights could not help but sweat for her.

But no one else could help her out.

She gotta face up to it herself.

Could she do it? Brayden could not help but silently mouth, "You can do it." The man's handsome face was filled with worry.

Jenna looked at the few people on stage supporting her, Brayden, Mrs. Wright ... Mayor Cody, and Miss Andrews...

The look in their eyes told her that they were behind her, and that they believed in her.

Jenna's pounding heart seemed to have suddenly calmed down, as if her fear had suddenly disappeared.

She could do it! She could definitely do it! The host looked at Jenna who kept silent and couldn't help but ask, "Jenna, do you ... have anything to say? Why do you have a photo of this manuscript? Is it true that you saw his manuscript by accident and took the photo, as Tyler said?"