Prince's Substitute Bride Is A Double-face

Everyone watched Emily being dragged downstage by James rudely as the competition was going on.

The competition was suspended, and the next contestant might have to go on the stage, but these were no longer important.

His Highness had a conflict with his fiancee. His Highness was jealous because of the fact that Emily and Mr. Oliver played the piano together.

Everyone stood up with interest and looked at their backs.

Now there were gossips in Holy Sakura School.

"What are you doing? You are hurting me." Emily was ruthlessly pulled out, and her fair wrist was painful.

It was red and swollen. Emily felt uncomfortable.

This guy was too violent.

"You know it hurts? Well, why do you play the piano with that guy? I just want to listen to your solo. Do you know that? Don't you know that he is Jenny's fiance to be?" James shouted and finally let go of her hand.

"Don't tell me that it was you who operated the box and made me draw the piano performance." Emily asked with a frown.

"So what? I worked so hard for you to change all the projects into pianos, just because I want to hear you play a song for me. Is it wrong? Did you just hook up with that Oliver? " James pointed at her and scolded.

"I... I don't know at all. He came to help me. I forgot the music score at once. " Emily didn't have the courage to continue. She was wrong. She was too stupid to play the piano. In order not to expose herself, she accepted the help of Oliver.

"Are you kidding me? You said you forgot the score after you passed level ten of piano? Besides, I've asked someone to put a score book on the piano rack in case you forget it. Shirley, don't you think that I'm not good enough to you? Or do you think I spoil you so much that you are so arrogant?" James' words were getting worse and worse, and he became agitated.

"I don't want to quarrel with you." Emily was afraid that if she continued on impulse, she would tell the truth. She really couldn't imagine what a bloody storm she was going to face then.

So no matter how many misunderstandings and grievances there were now, she would endure them.

"Do you think I want to argue with you?" James snorted, "Are you afraid that you won't win me because you don't have confidence?"

"James, you bastard." Emily was furious. She had thought that she could put up with it and wait for him to calm down, but now what he said was too hurtful.

Emily was a bumpkin, not a rich lady, but her self-esteem would never be trampled on by anyone.

"Ding Dong." James' phone rang. He took it out subconsciously.

He saw several clear pictures in which Jackson held Emily tightly in his arms on the rugged mountain road that day. Emily's arms were around Jackson's neck, looking very intimate. "Shame on you!" With a whoosh, James smashed the phone on the ground, stepped hard on it, turned around and left.

"What are you doing, James? Come back and tell me! " Emily stood behind him and shouted angrily.

But James turned around and left without looking back.

"Come back, James, you bastard." After running out for a few steps, Emily simply stopped. Born with poor lung capacity, she couldn't run a few steps, but she was out of breath because of a few steps. She was weak and had a splitting headache.

'I won't care about this guy. He is a petty man. When he figure it out himself, he will be fine.'

But what did he see on the phone just now? Then he smashed his phone into pieces.

She squatted down to pick up the expensive phone. The screen was completely broken after he heavily smashed it to the ground and stepped on it again.

The screen was completely black. It seemed that it was going to be destroyed, but she decided to repair it. She wanted to find out why he would be angrier after looking at the phone.

It began to drizzle. She was wearing a long dress, which was stained with water.

Later, Murphy came over and stood in front of her, trembling, not daring to speak. He was holding an umbrella.

"Miss, here you are, the umbrella. I secretly tell you that I also received the photos the young master just received on his phone. It seems to be photos of Mr. Jackson holding you intimately. "

"What?"

Emily stared at him in disbelief.

"How is that possible? Let me have a look. "Emily wanted to grab it and have a look. However, Murphy shrugged helplessly.

"It's strange that when I just finished seeing these photos, my phone screen went black. It seemed that it had been hacked. When I turned it on again, the photos were gone."

"What? Is there really someone who is trying to sow discord between me and James?" Emily found it strange.

Why didn't he dare to show her the photos of Mr. Jackson holding her?

Was it really him?

No, she had to make it clear. It was not easy for her and James to meet again. How could they be instigated like this?

"Miss, where are you going? I think you'd better stay here. What if the young master gets angrier? I know his temper. He will be fine after a while." With an umbrella in his hand, Murphy caught up with her.

"It doesn't matter. You go back and explain to him. I didn't expect what happened in the competition. I had no choice. I don't know what happened to the photos. I have to argue with Jack and ask him to tell me personally. "Emily said stubbornly, pushed away the umbrella from Murphy and ran into the hall again.

The competition was not officially over yet, so it should be continuing.

All the contestants can't leave unless the result of this competition is announced.

"Oh, my lady, how can I explain it to the young master? It's a waste of time to explain it."

Murphy shook his hand and watched Emily leave helplessly.

Panting, she walked into the backstage in her high heels and dirty dress. Her hair was stained with rain and she looked terrible.

All of a sudden, she broke into the backstage, and all the contestants were waiting for the final result. More than a dozen people stared at her with a strange look.

"Shirl, why are you back? Why are you all wet? Where is my brother James? " Lisa saw her first. She stood up and asked with concern.

"Jack, come out with me." With a serious look on her face, Emily walked straight to Jackson and said to him coldly.

Jackson picked up his suit jacket and followed her out.

Everyone was suspicious and looked at her strangely. What happened just now?

Oliver stood still, thinking that she would come to him to question him, but why did she go straight to Jackson as soon as she came in?

He watched them leave.

All of a sudden, Jenny stood in front of him with no smile on her arrogant and beautiful face. She was serious and angry.

"Oliver. What's wrong with you today? Shirley was performing on the stage. Why did you help her? Couldn't she play by herself? She is a rich lady. I heard that she has passed level ten of piano. Do you still need to help her?" Holding her arms, Jenny questioned in an unfriendly tone.

"I..." Oliver was speechless and didn't know how to explain. If he told everyone in public that Emily didn't know how to play the piano, it would expose what she wanted to hide.

"What? I'm not really angry yet. If you give me an explanation, I may not mind. " Jenny held back her anger.

She just wanted an explanation, which was personally made by Oliver.

"There is nothing to explain. I just wanted to help my friend." Oliver thought this might be his best explanation.

"Well, what about your eyes that have been following her just now? Oliver, you are going to be my fiance soon. What do you mean by doing this? Are you telling me that you don't like me at all, but like my brother James's fiancee?" Jenny became aggressive.

All the people present watched the farce in astonishment.

Maybe tomorrow, the headline of Holy Sakura would become that Mr. Oliver had a crush on His Highness' fiancee and played piano with her on the stage.

"No, I don't." Oliver said with no confidence. He had always been honest and would not lie, so now he refuted so weakly.

"No? Then tell me why." Jenny asked loudly.

"Please don't ask. I can promise you anything you ask." Oliver pleaded.

"Well, I won't ask anymore. But you have to remember that you still owe me one. When I figure it out, you must do it for me." Jenny finally compromised, and Oliver breathed a sigh of relief.

If his secret love affected Emily's happiness now, he would probably hate himself to death.

"Sure. No matter what it is, I will do it."

"Well, let's go. The result is going to be announced." Jenny took him onto the stage.

Outside the corridor, Emily pulled over Jackson and asked him seriously.

"What's wrong with the photos? Why did James receive photos of you holding me?"

She realized on the day he saved her, he carried her into the car from the hillside. How could it be?

"What photos?" Jackson looked at her in confusion, not knowing what she was talking about.

"Are you still pretending? Didn't you send them? Are you trying to sow discord between me and James?" Emily questioned on impulse.

"No, I didn't. What photos? Can I have a look?" Jackson was confused, but he didn't know what was going on.

"Still pretending? Don't you like me? But should you use this method? " Emily vented all her anger on him.

Jackson didn't say a word. It was better to reveal the truth and put it in front of her so that she could see it clearly than to explain.

"I will find it out. Please trust me and give me some time. "

"I will figure it out myself. I don't need you anymore." Emily dragged her hemline and walked into the rain.000000