A man’s voice echoed through the microphone, filling every corner of the arts hall.
Everyone instantly turned their heads.
The organizer of the calligraphy competition rushed onto the stage. "Miss Clark, I’m sorry, but the award presenter has been changed. Please step down."
Natalia’s expression froze, but she quickly softened her tone. "This role has always been mine. Are you sure there’s been no mistake?"
"There’s no mistake! Someone influential demanded the presenter be replaced. Natalia, stop stalling and come with me!"
Natalia’s face darkened. Impossible! Replace her?
Ryan strode over, his brows furrowed as he snapped, "Who dares make changes without my approval? This isn’t the place for petty scheming. The presenter has already been decided, and it’s not subject to change!"
The organizer, wiping cold sweat from his forehead, stammered, "Actually, this role was originally—"
Ryan interrupted harshly, "This role was finalized by me! Do you even know who I am—"
The organizer, growing desperate, raised his voice, "Yes, I know you’re Mr. Carter. But this change was ordered by Old Mr. Carter himself!"
The room instantly fell silent. Natalia’s face turned pale.
Ryan’s eyes widened, disbelief evident in his voice. "That’s impossible! Don’t think you can just—"
"How is it impossible?"
Before Ryan could finish, a booming voice rang out backstage.
An elderly man in his seventies emerged, leaning on a cane and visibly angry. "I’m the one who replaced Natalia. What’s the matter? Do you have a problem with that?"
The crowd gasped. Wasn’t this the head of the Carter Family, Old Mr. Carter himself?
Ryan’s panic was evident as his voice softened considerably. "Grandfather, why didn’t you tell me you were coming?"
"If I hadn’t come, who knows how much more Selina would’ve been wronged!" Old Mr. Carter exhaled deeply. "Selina, come here."
Selina stood frozen, stunned by his arrival. She hadn’t expected Grandpa Carter to show up. Wait—Logan had made a phone call earlier...
Her eyes shifted to Logan, who smirked and leaned in, his voice low. "Go on."
Not wanting to keep Old Mr. Carter waiting, Selina walked over.
Natalia’s eyes reddened as she called out, "Ryan..."
Ryan scowled and barked at Selina, "What did you say to Grandpa this time? Do you even realize how important this awards ceremony is? Stop causing trouble!"
"Shut up!" Old Mr. Carter roared, louder than anyone expected.
"Selina causing trouble? You gave her award presenter role to Natalia—was that not causing trouble?!"
The audience collectively gasped. So, the presenter role originally belonged to Selina?
And Natalia had just been flaunting it in front of her? Shameless!
Ryan’s tone weakened. "Grandpa, you don’t understand. Natalia has been through a lot too—"
"Been through a lot? Today, you drove her to City A University in a luxury car, letting her bask in all the attention! But Selina was your fiancée for over ten years. Did you ever do that for her even once?!"
Disappointment filled Old Mr. Carter’s gaze. "You’re so concerned about Natalia’s grievances. Do Selina’s grievances mean nothing to you?"
The onlookers glared at Ryan with disdain.
Unbelievable. Selina had been his fiancée, yet even before the engagement was officially broken off, he was already involved with Natalia, even stealing Selina’s rightful role for her.
And Natalia? Playing the part of the innocent goddess while scheming behind everyone’s back? Disgusting.
"Enough!" Old Mr. Carter declared. "I’ll present the award myself. You stay here and apologize to Selina. As for you..."
His sharp gaze landed on Natalia. "You’re nothing but a disgrace. Go back to wherever you came from!"
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