Chapter: 666
Vivian felt her cheeks burning from anger. In hindsight, even the video she had just posted seemed a little annoying now.
Her fingers hovered over the mouse, wondering if she should delete the video.
In the end, she decided to Leave it there. The original composer didn't try to deny the claim. If she deleted the video just because of Darren's simple tweet, then it would only make her appear guilty and her public image would go down the drain.
Thus, she kept the video up.
In the comment section, there were still some fans who hadn't heard about Darren's tweet. They continued to discuss whether Polly was actually the original composer of Frosty River.
After a while, Vivian knew that she couldn't keep silent any Longer. She had to admit that she was not the original composer before things went completely out of control.
"Sorry, everyone. I'm not the original composer of Frosty River. I just like her music very much," she tweeted.
“Frosty River's the best! I'm a big fan as well.”
“Let's all support the original composer together! Consider this video my tribute to her."
She posted a few more tweets to her fans, trying to sound as humble as she could while clearing up the misunderstanding.
One comment from a netizen stood out from the rest.
“Is your novel, Song of Phoenix, also a tribute to the other author, Mia?"
"Tribute" was an interesting word. Under a different context, it could just mean plagiarism.
Vivian quickly refuted the allegation.
“I'm above this kind of thing. If you're a fan of Mia, I hope you'll take responsibility for your comments. I hope Mia can keep her fans under control.”
This message was Like an online declaration of war.
She had mentioned Mia specifically, taking the moral high ground and accusing her of hyping her own fans to attack others.
It was a smart move.
It was almost like a battle, really!
Maria often checked her phone, so it didn't take long before she caught wind of these pointed tweets.
“Hat
She sneered, which even attracted the attention of Anthony, who was sitting not far away.
“Someone made you mad?" Anthony asked with concern. feah." Maria nodded matter-of-factly.
“Do you need help?" he asked again.