Chapter 195: Chapter 195: Shifting the Blame, Qī Wins the Gold Medal
Miller West’s furious voice left Olivia Song momentarily stunned.
After coming to her senses, her tone was no better.
"You say it was my video, well I’m suspicious of you too. After all, before I got there I checked around, there were no cameras."
Hearing this, Miller West’s anger slowly subsided, "So it wasn’t you."
With an eye roll, Olivia Song said coldly, "If it were me, why would I let the video leak."
She must be out of her mind to cooperate with him.
With this IQ, it’s possible he didn’t even notice someone trailing him.
Miller West, unaware of her thoughts, only felt better after realizing the video issue had nothing to do with her.
"So what now? When we agreed to cooperate, you never mentioned Claire Green had help."
Thinking over and over, he could only think of this one plausible explanation.
He didn’t believe Claire Green had the ability to hack into surveillance, especially since there were no cameras there.
Olivia Song furrowed her brows, thought carefully, and spoke lightly, "Let’s wait and see. Since our faces are pixelated, we can just deny it, unless they have solid evidence."
"How do you know they don’t?"
Miller West didn’t dare take it lightly; if this matter was exposed, he would be expelled from the family.
The Miller family would definitely not allow a tarnished heir.
Regarding his caution, Olivia Song found it quite exasperating and could only analyze for him, "Let’s not discuss who gave Claire Green this video. Just from the processed sound and imagery, the other party clearly does not want to expose us directly.
Using this method is likely a warning to us. Just find someone to take the fall, and as long as we don’t make any rash moves in the upcoming competition, we should be fine."
Her analysis was spot on, and Miller West’s eyes lit up immediately. Indeed, why hadn’t he thought of that?
Finding a scapegoat, he’s quite good at that.
"Alright, I’ll find a couple of people to take the blame for this matter."
Tossing his phone aside, Olivia Song scoffed; what a fool.
She was just casually suggesting it, and it solved a major issue.
Meanwhile.
As soon as Mason Quinn returned to his room, the video call ringtone on WeChat went off.
Once connected, Mason Quinn’s gloating face appeared on the screen.
"Mason, you’re screwed. Mr. Jing told you to keep an eye on Olivia Song to prevent her from causing trouble, and this is how you did it?"
Mason felt a chill down his spine and quickly explained, "Mr. Jing, I know you’re there. I swear I really was watching Olivia Song, but she went to her room, and I couldn’t possibly follow her, right? So."
After a pause.
A deep, magnetic male voice came through, "Come see me when you get back."
Yet Mason Quinn, always one for stirring the pot, whistled and said slowly, "Tsk tsk, you’re in trouble. Do you need a brother to book you a VIP room at the hospital first, so you can be sent there directly when it happens?"
"Get lost."
Mason cursed and ended the video call.
...
The Olympiad team worked efficiently, releasing a statement on Instagram that evening, and then, concerned that Z Country people might have difficulty accessing it, they reposted it on Weibo.
[International Olympiad Group V: Regarding today’s cheating incident and video, we have launched a swift investigation and are now reporting on this matter.
First: Claire Green is not involved in any cheating.
Second: Han Kong and Zhen Mei intentionally framed others for cheating, causing a negative social impact. The committee has disqualified both from the competition and handed them over to the police.
Lastly, we sincerely apologize to Claire Green for any distress caused, which was our error.
We also ask citizens of all countries to remember, whether dealing with people or matters, always act with a clear conscience. Those who engage in underhanded tactics will not get far.]
Looking at this announcement, no matter how angry or doubtful everyone was, they could only accept it.
[Thank you, Olympiad group, for clearing Claire Green’s name.]
[Support disqualifying the competitors.]
[Well said, always act with a clear conscience.]
[Those who deliberately frame others should spend time in prison.]
Looking at the announcement in hand, Claire Green glanced at it disinterestedly, as if she had anticipated it all along.
The Miller family’s influence in M Country is not small; having two people take the fall is nothing major.
Closing Weibo, she moved her fingers slightly and a graph appeared. Seeing the data, Claire Green’s lips curled a bit—close to ensnaring them.
The next day.
The finals came, with everyone tacitly not mentioning yesterday’s incident.
Rosen still had a big smile, "It’s finally time for the tense and exciting moment; who will claim the championship this year? Now, please welcome all contestants advancing to the finals to the stage."
Seeing everyone gathered, Rosen nodded, "Now let’s have our Olympiad team judges start with the questions."
Watching the contestants on stage working on their answers, everyone’s eyes kept drifting to the girl at the back.
Hoping that she might create another miracle.
[Good luck, miss!]
[After yesterday’s events, I suddenly have an inexplicable confidence in the girl.]
[I also joined in criticizing her yesterday, now I feel sorry.]
For a while, the live stream was flooded with apologies in all languages, leaving new audiences entering the stream baffled.
Isn’t this supposed to be a competition broadcast?
What’s with all these apologies?
Looking at the questions on the table, Claire Green raised an eyebrow; the difficulty seemed to have increased a bit from yesterday.
Leisurely, she started writing, but her speed was not slow at all.
While the others were still racking their brains, suddenly a voice made them all look up.
"Can I submit early?"
The girl, resting her chin, casually twirled her pen and asked indifferently.
This caused quite a stir among the crowd.
It was the first time they had encountered a contestant wanting to submit early, and Rosen wasn’t quite sure how to respond.
He looked wryly to the judges, "Well, we should ask our judges."
Elder Edgar and the others were stunned for just two seconds before they laughed heartily, "We have no rules against early submission, if Claire Green has finished and wants to submit, she certainly can."
As soon as he finished, the girl pressed the submit button, leaving everyone more astonished.
...
Elder Edgar and the others were quick in reviewing the answers, and soon handed the results to Rosen.
Seeing the names on the list, Rosen smiled, it was just as he had thought.
"The final results are in. Congratulations to Daisy Cooper for achieving third place with a score of 89 and winning the bronze medal."
Hearing this.
Daisy Cooper was momentarily stunned; she actually got third place.
Seeing her dazed, William Dunn nudged her with a smile, "Aren’t you going up?"
"Ah, oh."
Daisy Cooper went up with a bewildered expression, eliciting kind smiles from the audience.
"Clara Brown with 92 points, congratulations."
Clara Brown showed no expression, almost like a poker face.
[Ah, I’m excited, Clara is only second place, then first place must be Claire Green.]
[Calm down, even though I’m also excited.]
The excitement online and on site surged, the expectant gazes seemed to drown Rosen.
Looking at the group, he slowly announced, "Congratulations to our Claire Green from Z Country for winning the gold medal with a perfect score."