Chapter 150: Perfect Counterattack
Olivia stood on stage, the corners of her mouth lifting involuntarily. She took a deep breath, slowly straightened her body, and completed her curtain call.
The audience's emotions were completely stirred up, everyone having long forgotten all the negative rumors about her online.
The entire audience was visibly excited, rising to their feet collectively, cheering and applauding enthusiastically for Olivia.
Backstage, Azalea immediately raised her hand to cover her mouth, desperately holding back the sobs that were about to burst out.
She forcefully patted Robbie's shoulder beside her, her eyes brimming with tears.
"Robbie, did you see that? Olivia did it! She really did it!"
Robbie's gaze was also firmly locked on Olivia's figure on stage, forcibly suppressing the tightness in his throat, trying hard to steady his emotions.
"Yeah, I saw it."
On stage, Olivia calmly accepted the gaze and applause of the entire audience.
The applause in the venue continued endlessly, like everyone's hearts boiling over at this moment.
Hestia was sitting among the audience.
But completely different from the excited crowd, Hestia's face was deathly pale, her expression particularly ugly.
Her hands kept trembling.
This was the fear and cowardice that came from deep within when facing someone far superior to oneself.
She looked at Olivia shining brilliantly on stage, jealousy and resentment growing wildly in her heart, spreading unchecked.
Especially when she saw Ethan beside her, his eyes fixed on Olivia with infatuation, the hatred in her heart became even more intense.
How is this possible?
This is impossible!
Olivia is just a housewife, how could she have abilities far beyond mine!
It's all fake!
All of this is fake!
Her inner self was screaming madly, and a twisted, venomous expression appeared on her face.
But no matter how unwilling she was to accept it, the established outcome wouldn't change in the slightest.
Just as the entire audience was immersed in joy and excitement, someone who looked like a reporter suddenly stepped forward, extending a microphone to Olivia.
"Ms. Ross, I'm very sorry to interrupt your moment of glory, and I apologize deeply for this, but I want to ask you on behalf of internet users about the rumors circulating online that you refused to save someone's life. Do you have any explanation?"
The reporter's voice was clearly transmitted throughout the entire venue through the sound system.
The boiling cheers stopped abruptly, and everyone's emotions instantly shifted from high spirits to shock and confusion.
Olivia looked at this reporter full of malice before her, the corners of her mouth slowly curving into a faint smile.
"Regarding this matter, I can clearly tell everyone that the audio recording circulating online is authentic, but all the online comments saying I refused to save someone are completely false fabrications."
Without waiting for the reporter to continue questioning, Olivia immediately continued speaking.
"I deeply sympathize with Hestia and Martin's kidnapping experience, but this kidnapping incident was not a personal vendetta as rumored online, but a carefully planned trap."
"I have submitted all the detailed information to the police, and I believe the authorities will issue an official statement soon."
Her statement was formal and rigorous, her tone particularly firm.
The reporter frowned slightly, clearly unsatisfied with this general answer.
But Olivia had already given her response, and continuing to press would only invite resentment from everyone present.
He cleared his throat and threw out a second sharp question.
"Ms. Ross, what about the rumor that you only have a middle school education? There are reports saying that you had excellent grades in elementary and middle school, but dropped out midway to follow a male classmate to another city. Is this true?"
The reporter's question was tricky and sharp, instantly making the atmosphere oppressive and causing discomfort among the listeners.
Many audience members below began whispering, and scattered murmurs arose at the scene.
Olivia quietly watched him, the smile on her face never changing.
"You're right, in the public records, my education level is indeed only middle school, but in fact, I graduated from Aurelith Academy."
"Due to family circumstances back then, I changed my name and enrolled at Aurelith Academy under the name Joelle, and successfully completed all my studies."
Olivia smiled calmly, her demeanor open and honest, showing no trace of lying.
But the reporter was increasingly dissatisfied with this answer.
He raised the microphone in his hand, continuing to press aggressively.
"Ms. Ross, words alone aren't enough. Can you provide substantial evidence to prove what you're saying is true?"
"Of course I can."
Olivia raised her hand in a gesture, nodding gently toward a few people not far away.
"For this concert, I specially invited my former principal, teachers, classmates, and several seniors I knew to attend. Sir, if you have doubts, you can interview them on the spot for verification."
Even when deliberately put on the spot in public, Olivia remained composed and calm, her face always wearing an appropriate smile.
As if to confirm Olivia's words, several invited guests sitting in the front row stood up one after another.
Aurelith Academy is a top-tier art school globally.
Students who graduate from this institution mostly achieve success and are renowned in their fields, known to the public.
The moment these people stood up, many audience members immediately recognized their identities.
After they personally confirmed that Olivia was indeed a formal graduate of Aurelith Academy, admiration and recognition appeared in the eyes of the entire audience. Only that reporter's face was dark and extremely ugly.
He stared hard at Olivia, asking through gritted teeth.
"Ms. Ross, you've prepared so thoroughly—did you know in advance you'd be questioned and deliberately pay these industry professionals to give false testimony for you?"
This statement was extremely malicious, almost directly smearing Olivia's character.
Olivia glanced at him lightly, seeing his desperate attitude, and instead smiled even more relaxed and calm.
"Sir, your statement just now constitutes defamation. I'll have my agent call the police immediately, and for all subsequent matters, you can communicate directly with my lawyer."
This response was merciless.
Facing someone who was aggressively trying to smear her, Olivia had no need to be soft-hearted.
Moreover, as long as the authorities determined that this reporter's statements constituted defamation, it would indirectly prove that her educational information was completely true and credible.
From then on, no one would casually question her education and past.
After saying this, Olivia no longer responded to any of the reporter's questions.
The reporter's face was iron-gray and ugly, and he could only leave unwillingly and angrily in the end.
After the reporter left, Olivia once again addressed the entire audience.
"Everyone, I'm deeply grateful you came today. Regarding the online rumors, I will legally prosecute those who have damaged my reputation. Additionally, I've uncovered some things that I'd like everyone to see together."
After speaking, she gave a look toward backstage.
Azalea immediately stepped forward quickly, inserting a pre-prepared USB drive into the venue's projection equipment.
Soon, a clear female voice came from the device.
Hestia recognized immediately that this was her own voice.
This recording came from the argument when she had pushed Olivia into the aquarium tank!
Olivia wasn't bluffing at all—she really had kept audio evidence from that time!
Hestia's body began trembling violently, her eyes completely filled with extreme fear.
But no matter how panicked she was, she couldn't stop the video from continuing to play.
The video footage was slightly shaky and the quality wasn't very clear, but it was enough for everyone to see the scene clearly.
In the footage, Hestia could be clearly seen with a provocative expression and terrible attitude.
When the entire audience saw Hestia cruelly push Olivia into the aquarium tank and viciously say "Once you're dead, everything will be mine," the entire venue fell into dead silence.
Feeling the contemptuous and accusatory gazes from the surrounding audience, Hestia completely broke down and began shouting out of control.
"It wasn't me! This video is fabricated! Olivia deliberately created fake evidence to frame me!"
Olivia had long anticipated this reaction from her, smiled softly, and spoke in a calm tone.
"Ms. Sharp, you don't need to be so agitated. I've already submitted this video evidence to the judicial authorities, and whether it's real or fake will soon have an official conclusion."
She looked directly at Hestia, whose face was deathly pale and who was in complete panic, and said clearly, word by word.
"Additionally, I've uncovered some very interesting clues that I'm sure you'll be extremely interested in."