Shattered Rose He Held On Tight novel Chapter 143

Chapter 143 What Happened to Her Leg?

“Very well. I’d like to see just how you plan to put my niece behind bars.”

Lydia’s eyes widened at her words.

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Even the theater’s livestream cameraman perked up his ears and moved the camera closer to Celine.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Man, the drama just kept escalating today. Each bombshell was bigger than the last!

Their official account had never pulled in this many viewers.

The comment section went wild.

[What? That actress’s junior is Celine’s niece?]

[So Lydia’s been lying, huh? There’s no way Celine’s niece could be poor and desperate.]

[Lol, this is hilarious. She tried to steal credit for a dance in front of the girl’s own aunt?]

Some people were more skeptical.

[But you can’t take Celine’s word as absolute. She’s family to that girl, so of course she might be biased.]

[That’s not the point. It’s not about Celine’s attitude. We care about evidence, not family ties.]

[For what it’s worth, I trust Celine’s niece. With an aunt as powerful as Celine and so many industry contacts, why would she ever need to steal Lydia’s choreography?]

[Lol, Lydia’s mom looks completely lost. She even tried to stop Celine from leaving and even argued with her. Celine wasn’t even interested in talking to them, and in the end, she just dropped a bombshell.]

Lydia’s face turned pale, her heart pounding.

Is that girl really Celine’s niece?

Does Celine know I was behind the car accident that put that girl in the hospitaly

Has Celine seen her niece dance? Why didn’t she expose me before!

So many questions swirled in her head, making her more anxious by the second.

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Chapter 143 What Happened to Her Leg?

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But at this point, she’d rather go against Celine than let the label of plagiarism stick to her.

Losing Celine’s endorsement as a dance master was the lesser evil.

The alternative would destroy her entire career.

“Ms. Jensen, I’ve always respected you, but you know how much an artist’s reputation matters. Even if you want to help your niece, I won’t back down.”

Her words were loaded, suggesting Celine was abusing her position to help her own family seize credit for someone else’s work.

Backstage.

Sterling patted Claudia’s growling stomach. “Hungry?”

Claudia replied with a pout, “I ate dinner too early.”

Sterling glanced at the screen showing the livestream and muttered, “She’s just clutching at straws. It’s futile.”

All this drama was keeping them from their late–night snacks.

Claudia patted his hand. “It’s almost over.”

Then she glanced at her phone, which had just lit up, and smiled. “Here we go.”

Inside the theater.

Celine was so amused by Lydia’s accusations that she almost laughed out loud.

She was about to respond when the theater doors swung open.

A few silhouettes stood in the doorway, backlit.

The cameraman instinctively zoomed in on them.

The next second, the girl from the video, the one everyone had been talking about, stepped into the spotlight.

[Whoa! That girl’s here in person!]

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