As Sarah danced, the audience below burst into ecstatic praise.
"As expected of the champion of this year's dance competition, Ms. Benson's newly created dance is very charming."
Gerard also stared at the beautiful figure on the stage with sparkling eyes.
But I fell into deep suspicion.
Sarah's "Transformation into a Butterfly" movement was very similar to the "The Enchantment of Autumn" movement I created.
The more I watched it, the more familiar it became. Sarah threw a contemptuous smile at me.
With that, I finally confirmed that it was my dance, which was stolen by Gerard and given to Sarah.
It was because Gerard was the one who built the dance studio dan he was also the one and only audience.
As soon as the performance was over, I rushed to the backstage to question Sarah.
"You're a thief, you stole my idea!"
She calmly waved away my hand and sneered.
"Yours? Who would believe that a disabled person could create a dance choreography? Even if you were the most talented one back then, so what? In the end, it's me, Sarah Benson, who's standing on the highest podium."
I started dialing the dance association's reporting hotline.
But someone reached out and snatched my phone away, then said casually, "Nichole, even though you created this dance choreography, you can't finish it. Why don't you give it to Sarah? She is also helping you fulfill your dream!"
"She will find a position as a class mentor for you later, which is also worthy of you."
I let out a cold grunt as I looked at the phone taken away.
"So, plagiarism can be justified in such a high-sounding way? So, this is the popular way to repay a favor in your circle?"
I snatched my phone back and insisted on reporting it.
Unfortunately, Sarah's bodyguards grasped my hands and Gerard only had eyes for Sarah at this time.
"Gerard, Nichole stepped on my foot just now. My foot is in pain. I'll still be able to dance again, won't I?" she said weakly.
Gerard's eyes were full of nervousness and responded, "No, Sarah, I won't let anything happen to you. I will mobilize all the experts in the city to check your foot."
He turned his head and looked at me who was tied up. A trace of pity flashed in his eyes and then he made up his mind and said, "Nichole, please calm down and wait for me here. I'll come to pick you up later."
He held Sarah and left.