“How can this be? Rose can’t possibly be this young. Did you come here in her stead?”
“Sh*t. Why aren’t you saying anything, Secretary Lawson, is that really her?”
“But if she’s only a young woman in her twenties, how can her writing be so refined?”
“Could it be that Rose has passed away and now they’ve just found some random person to take her place?”
Eric smirked. Taking the microphone from the girl’s hand, he said in a stern and serious voice, “She is indeed Rose, but she doesn’t want to reveal her face today. We ask for your understanding.
At the Jackson Residence, Megan felt her hands and feet go cold as she watched the girl who called herself Rose walk up the stage.
The silhouette, dainty mouth, and voice all showed that there was a high chance it was Janet.
They look too alike! If this really is Janet, does that mean that Janet did not plagiarize Rose? Because she is Rose! Aside from feeling nervous at this moment, Megan also felt a strange sense of excitement.
She only wished she had a pair of x-ray glasses that could allow her to see the girl’s face underneath the cap.
In Yobril, Emily was glaring at the girl on stage with the cap on and a microphone in her hand. Her nails were digging into her palm as she clenched her fists, but she could no longer feel the pain.
All she could feel now was unease. That can’t be Janet. That can’t be her.
Even though they had a very similar silhouette and voice, it could be a mere coincidence.
If Janet really was Rose, how else could Emily contend with her?
No! This must not be true!
Her eyelids were twitching uncontrollably. For some reason, she had a bad feeling.
The audience at the scene was also on the edge of their seats.
If Rose was not going to reveal her face, then was there still a need for them to be there?
“This is pointless then. Why doesn’t she want to reveal her face? We came here for nothing!”
“Is she really the rumored old lady in her seventies? Why on earth was there such a rumor?”
“Could she be so ugly that she’s afraid she might lose fans?”
“That’s nonsense. We’re all fans because of her talent, not her appearance! Even if she looks like an ugly creature, I’ll still support her!”
Seeing the situation getting more and more out of hand, Eric walked up and said, “I don’t think you can hide from this anymore, Rose.”
Even if she didn’t reveal her identity today, she would have to make an appearance at The Eleventh Writers Association Meeting next year as the previous chairperson.
She let out a reluctant sigh.
Reaching up, she slowly took off the black cap she was wearing and revealed a clean and fair face.
All eyes slowly shifted toward her face.
Suddenly, they all became stunned.
Rose!
This is how she looks.
Not only was she not the elderly person she was rumored to be, but she was also very attractive.
The people at the scene were going crazy; looks of shock and wonder filled their faces.
At one point, they all thought they were hallucinating, but the scene before them was very much real.
One of the committee members stood up abruptly and pointed at Janet with a startled expression. “Isn’t she Janet Jackson?”
Janet Jackson?
Below the stage, cries of alarm sounded at once.
“Janet Jackson? The artist? The one that’s also the top scholar?”
“Rose is Janet?”
“Holy sh*t. How does Janet have so many identities?”
Everyone was finding it hard to believe. Wasn’t it said that the long-lost daughter of the Jackson Family was inferior to their adopted daughter?
