Side Chick Era Over (Sharon and Carter) novel Chapter 796

Chapter 796

The live-stream chat was in a frenzy, comments flooding the screen.

[Bark like a dog! Bark! Bark! Bark! I want to see him bark!]

[Let’s all bark together. Woof, woof, woof!]

Seizing the moment, Fabian opened a live voting channel. Viewers could cast their votes: should Harry bark like a dog, or should he quit the industry altogether?

A third option? There was none. After all, Harry hadn’t offered Sharon a third choice. Fabian wasn’t about to play saint and let a foreigner trample on their country’s contestant.

When the host received word of the voting channel from the director, he thought to himself, ‘Fabian’s a genius! What a clever move, turning this into a public vote.’

Controversy was the golden key to traffic. The more explosive, the more attention it drew.

Addressing the audience, the host announced, “The online voting channel is now open. You can all participate and cast your vote-consider it giving Harry a little advice.”

From top to bottom, the organizers, including the host himself, had no intention of bailing Harry out. Instead, they turned him into a spectacle, milking the drama for every ounce of traffic.

The rift between Harry and Sharon was beyond repair. Without hesitation, they sided with Sharon. Why support a foreigner when their own country had just recognized a prodigy?

They weren’t as foolish as Maestro Warner, who had passed over a true genius in favor of Kelly, a choice still baffling to this day.

All across the venue, people pulled out their phones and eagerly joined the vote.

Some even commented while voting.

[This competition is way too exciting. I have to come watch the next one in person. Better

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book tickets online now-if I wait, they’ll be gone.]

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[You’re only thinking of that now? Tickets sold out five minutes ago! I didn’t even get one.]

Harry almost fainted from rage when he heard this. Instinctively, his gaze darted toward where Maestro Warner sat, silently pleading for his teacher to step in and save him.

Warner opened his mouth several times, the words catching in his throat before he could speak. Harry had already lost. Any intervention now would only compound the disgrace- sacrificing not just the match, but his own dignity as well.

So Warner hardened his heart and turned his face away.

The host, catching Harry’s desperate, pleading glance, felt nothing but contempt. ‘He’s always the one demanding others quit or bark like dogs. But when the tables are turned, suddenly the wager is too much to honor?’

The host didn’t bother exposing him outright. Instead, following the director’s cue from his earpiece, he announced to the hall, “The results are in. Eighty percent of the audience prefers that Harry bark like a dog rather than retire from the industry.”

The reasoning was simple: they wanted the spectacle. They wanted to see the humbler.

Sharon turned her calm, unwavering smile on him. “Harry, the audience has spoken. The choice is now yours to make.”

Harry longed to deny everything, to clutch his chest and feign a fainting spell. But under the relentless gaze of the crowd and the unblinking eyes of the cameras, every cheap trick would be exposed. If he tried to escape now, he would lose not just face, but every last shred of his credibility.

And all those violinists he had once humiliated with his reckless wagers? They would seize this moment to rise up and denounce him for being a hypocrite who couldn’t honor his own

word.

Harry drew in a long, shuddering breath that seemed to scrape the bottom of his soul, then dropped heavily to his knees.

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“Sharon,” he said, the words gritted out between clenched teeth, “I apologize to your mother, Madam Shayla, and to John. I should never have insulted them.”

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Though kneeling and apologizing was deeply humiliating, it was still a path of lesser shame. It honored the technicality of the bet. Later, he could spin this, painting himself as the wronged party and Sharon as vindictive and cruel.

Sharon’s expression remained perfectly poised, a polite smile curving her lips. She didn’t reply, only watched him in expectant silence.

Harry squeezed his eyes shut and drew several heavy breaths.

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