ManyWriters

After being exposed for plagiarizing the fake young master's song, I was dragged into an abandoned factory by over a dozen hate-crazed fans and brutally tortured.
When I was finally rescued, my throat had been carved open, my vocal cords sliced out, and my fingers and legs were twisted and deformed.
My parents, both legendary pop stars, pulled every string they could, vowing to bring those who hurt me to justice.
My CEO sister frantically contacted the world's top medical teams to treat me.
Outside the operating room, my mother's hesitant voice drifted in.
"Although Xavion was wrong to plagiarize Nolan's work, isn't this punishment too extreme?"
Dad snorted coldly, "He brought this on himself! Ten years ago when we found him, we let him steal so much of Nolan's affection. He still wasn't satisfied, always trying to one-up Nolan, and now he's even plagiarizing Nolan's songs!"
My sister chimed in, "Exactly! He's already the true young master we welcomed back into the Brown family, yet he still uses underhanded means to oppress Nolan. This time we must teach him a lesson, so Nolan can win the Grammy smoothly. As for Xavion, just give him a dog's vocal cords. As long as he can talk, it's fine!"
The pain nearly tore me apart as tears slid from the corners of my eyes.When John first pledged to make amends to my family, I never imagined he'd be this cruel to me for the sake of a fake young master.
It was clearly John who plagiarized my work, yet they chose to believe his side of the story and destroy me.
I don't want this family anymore.

When the Tide Recedes, Love Remains Elusive

"I have doubts about whether he actually knows that I hired those attackers to harm Xavion..."


Parents were suddenly rendered speechless.


"Should we just stand by and watch Xavion die unjustly?"


"I'm not sure... Actually, that day at the hospital, I was the one who deleted the creative drafts and records from his phone."


"I thought this would protect Nolan's identity and status, but I never imagined it would lead to his indulgence!"


"Those handwritten manuscripts were probably stolen by Nolan too! No wonder he's been imitating Xavion's handwriting and cursive habits all these years... I was so slow to realize!"


Dad, heartbroken, gasped for air with his mouth wide open.


"Go, bring my Xavion back. I want to make amends..."


Sister agreed, quickly ordering people to intensify the search for me.


Finally, after ten days, they received news of my whereabouts.


When Sister appeared before me, I wasn't very surprised.


Chapter 9