For a moment, Ms. Mayfield looked at Gabriel Sinclair, at a complete loss for words.
She had heard Gabriel Sinclair's songs, so she naturally understood what was really going on.
And because of that, she was even more worried.
The online attacks and vitriol were flooding in like a tidal wave. They were large-scale and organized—clearly prepared in advance.
That was precisely why it had caught them so off guard.
"Gabriel, try to find a backup of the song. It's the only way to prove you didn't plagiarize."
Hearing this, Gabriel Sinclair's face fell.
"Ms. Mayfield, you know my habits. How could I possibly have a backup?"
Even the draft papers he used to write the song were gone now.
At his words, Ms. Mayfield frowned.
This really complicated things.
Meanwhile, on Weibo, Gabriel Sinclair's post instantly fired up his fans.
Everyone was eagerly waiting for Gabriel Sinclair to produce evidence and put the haters in their place.
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