Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband-Chapter 871 - : You’ve Been Fired

Chapter 871: Chapter 871: You’ve Been Fired

“In fact, you know nothing about music; you just want to use Rita’s identity to seek fame and fortune. You even claim yourself to be the first noble lady of the Imperial City. If all the noble ladies are as unprincipled as you, it is truly pathetic!”

Wenzel harshly rebuked, causing Tracy Swift’s face to turn red and white alternately. She wished she could just faint and avoid losing face in front of everyone.

“Mrs. Wenzel! How can you speak like that!” Mrs. Swift said discontentedly, “Although my daughter is not the real Rita, she did it with a good heart, for Rita’s sake!”

“Heh! For Rita’s sake? By stealing her identity and spreading rumors to frame her, causing her to be cursed by the public?”

Wenzel’s eyes suddenly became sharp, “David Bronte, you, as a guest presenting the Star Music Festival awards, were deceived by an imposter, and even promoted the story of the violin. Is this your proper conduct as an elder?”

David Bronte’s face turned red with embarrassment, how could he have known that Miss Swift was an imposter?

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Hearing Mrs. Wenzel’s words, Tracy had a bad feeling in her heart. The violin? Spreading rumors to frame? Each word seemed to reveal a fact.

“I’m afraid none of you know who the real Rita is.” Wenzel suddenly spoke, her eyes filled with mocking laughter, “It was natural for Rita to win the violin in the auction. The imposter Tracy feigned innocence, shed a few tears in public, and countless people stood up to speak for her. Were you paid by the Swift family, or bewitched by Tracy, to let the real winner suffer such injustice?”

David Bronte’s legs shook, “I… I didn’t.”

“Even if you didn’t take the Swift family’s money, your stupidity and inability to discern people make you unfit to be a presenter at the Star Music Festival. From now on, you are dismissed!”

David Bronte’s face turned pale. He never expected that a few words of support for Tracy would cost him his position and be dismissed by Mrs. Wenzel. The consequence of this dismissal was severe – he would be unable to set foot in the music world ever again.

Tracy Swift lowered her head, pondering Wenzel’s words, and couldn’t help but shudder, a sense of fear rising in her heart.

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“Now, Miss Swift, do you know who the real Rita is?” Wenzel looked at Tracy with mocking eyes. After a while, she chuckled and turned to Xaviera Evans, “You were standing in front of her, and she dared to casually lie about Rita’s death. I am indeed enlightened today, so this is the first noble lady of the Imperial City!”

Bang-!!

This remark exploded like thunder among the crowd, and all eyes fell on Xaviera Evans. Unperturbed, Xaviera raised her eyes with an air of indifference and confidence, displaying her full aura.

The audience was in an uproar.

“Xaviera Evans is actually Rita? How brazen was Tracy Swift just now in front of the real Rita!”

“Tracy Swift pretended to know Rita and occupied her identity. Who would have thought that the real Rita was right in front of her? It’s hilarious!”

The mocking voices of the crowd entered Tracy Swift’s ears, her mind buzzing, her blood seemed to freeze, and she eventually collapsed onto a chair due to exhaustion.

Xaviera is Rita? Impossible!

The netizens in the live broadcast room gradually went crazy: [I feel embarrassed for Tracy Swift. She impersonated Rita and even acted in front of her.]

[No wonder Xaviera was sure that Tracy Swift was impersonating. In this case, Xaviera gave Tracy Swift a chance, but she persisted in not admitting her mistake and kept fabricating more lies.]

[Wow! Rita is so awesome! So talented and beautiful, a thousand times better than Tracy Swift. How can that woman have the face to slander Rita!]

There were scolding voices in the live broadcast room, and the people on the scene couldn’t help but vent their anger, clamoring to drive the Swift family members away.

Ever since Wright Swift became the head of the family, Mrs. Swift has been holding her head high wherever she went. It was the first time in so many years that she felt so embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to hide in.

Wenzel looked at Tracy Swift with disgust, “Miss Swift, your face is really thick-skinned. At this point, you still don’t want to leave?”

“I… I…” Tracy Swift’s body shook violently, tears pouring down her face, and stuttered, “I always thought Rita was dead. I just couldn’t bear to see her songs being buried, so… so I impersonated her in the competition. I didn’t know that Xaviera is Rita.”