How Death Became My Rebirth

There was an uproar at the scene.

“What? She said she was Samantha?”

“No way, Samantha has been famous for several years, and her music is a compulsory subject of the music association’s entrance and promotion examination. Besides, her music has been included in many countries’ textbooks, but now you’re telling me that Samantha is a young girl?”

“| don’t think Samantha looks older than me!”

“Is this world a fantasy? | don’t believe it. | don’t believe that Samantha is a beautiful young lady!”

“In my mind, Samantha is only a little younger than Mr. Sullivan but has a detached temperament and is my ideal type of partner. Now, you're telling me that Samantha is a cute, young lady?”

“| don’t think this is true. It doesn’t make sense!”

“Mr. Sullivan had said it in person, so how could it be fake?”

While everyone was discussing loudly among themselves, a staff member came over from the other side. “Mr. Sullivan, here is the thing you had asked for.”

It was the first and final draft of music scores, which was kept in the music association.

The song was about longing and yearning for family affection.

Marcus said, “Yohannes and Ms. Yulissa Yates, since both of you insist that the music is your original work, can you look at what these are?”

The camera on the scene had cut to Marcus and the display box in front of him.

There was a date of the initial and the final draft indicated respectively on the scores, in which the initial draft date was five years ago and the final draft last year.

Cassandra had revised the score but was dissatisfied with plenty of versions during the

revision.

The theme of the first draft was about desperation. At that time, not long after Blossom died, to Cassandra, her life was ina downfall.

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With that desperation in her mind, she composed the piece, with no one touching it since. However, she revised it last year, changing the theme from losing hope to seeing the light, as well as the family affection she longed for.

When Yohannes and Yulissa saw the two drafts, their expression instantly turned pale.

They thought, ‘How could this happen? How could the draft we have belong to Samantha's?”

Yulissa said, “No, it can’t be. | took this score from Cassandra’s room. How could it be Samantha’s? How could Cassandra be Samantha?”

She thought, ‘Cassandra is an uneducated and vulgar country girl whose parents don’t love her, so how could she be Samantha? Samantha is Yohannes'’ idol!’

Yulissa suddenly felt that Cassandra might be a liar and that she would not be the real Samantha.

“Do you have any

evidence to prove that you are Samantha? It won't be enough with just Mr. Sullivan’s proving that you are her!” Yulissa was getting more and more

determined with her own thoughts.

However, Yohannes, on the other hand, felt that his dream had been shattered.

When Marcus took out the two drafts, Yohannes immediately knew that what Yulissa gave him was not the original one.

He had been victimized badly by Yulissa.

It was his dream to step on Camille’s stage, win the championship, and become Samantha’s apprentice. But now, Samantha had become his most despised younger sister, who had made him feel ashamed like this.

It was impossible for him to accept such a truth.

Yulissa’s words brought Yohannes back to reality. He thought, ‘Yulissa’s right! Does Cassandra say that her being Samantha makes her Samantha? Who will believe her if there’s no evidence?’

The audience also said with suspicion, “She’s right. There must be evidence to prove it!”

“That’s true. Without proof, | can also say that I’m Samantha. | can play a musical instrument anyway!”

“We won't believe it without any proof!”

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After the last statement was shouted out by the audience, Yulissa felt that many people were still siding with her.

Cassandra replied, “If you want proof, what proof do you want? Let me show you. I'll give you all a chance to request anything.” Cassandra’s confident demeanor made Yulissa a little nervous.

A female audience shouted from below the stage, “Samantha has an official Twitter account. Use that account to post a tweet of ‘Hello, Yelena Ziegler.” She wanted Cassandra to post a tweet about greeting her and mentioning her name.

Instead of responding directly, Cassandra took out her phone and tapped on the screen.

The process was a little hasty as she forgot the password of Samantha’s account, so she had to change it.

Cassandra said, “You can check it on Twitter now.”-

The female audience opened her Twitter suspiciously and checked on Samantha’s homepage, where a tweet showed: [Hello, Yelena Ziegler.]

The female audience was utterly shocked. “Oh my goodness! She’s really Samantha. She has Samantha’s account.”

“It's not a big deal. Maybe she’s Samantha’s operation staff!” Another audience retorted, “Samantha’s most famous piece is ‘Reborn.’ Play it, and I'll believe you then!”

The piece named “Reborn” was the goal pursued and direction of efforts for all musicians in the present day.

It was because no one but Samantha herself could play the original version of “Reborn” successfully.

The adaptation of the piece was what was more popular now.

Yulissa thought that Cassandra’s lies would definitely be exposed. Yohannes had been practicing the piece named Reborn for many years but failed, so he gave up in the end helplessly and practiced the adaptation instead.

“Prepare a piano on the stage.” The request from Cassandra was like a confrontation to the challenge.

After the piece was finished, the entire place fell into an eerie silence, and no one responded for a long time. Even Marcus was stunned listening to it, thinking that

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Cassandra was indeed born to perform music. Without her presence, it would be a great loss to the world of music.

Everyone stood up and began to applaud loudly.

“| finally get to listen to the live version of ‘Reborn’ as if | was truly rebirthed. The despair and pain from the previous life were suffocating, but after being rebirthed, the scenery of standing at the peak is truly amazing. Ms. Jenkins, | love you!”

“Ms. Jenkins, | love you!”

The whole audience expressed their love for Cassandra.

Yohannes closed his eyes in despair. ‘She’s really Samantha!’

“What other proof do you all still want from me?” Cassandra asked indifferently.

“| heard that you have an exclusive customized medal of Camille, which is the only one that exists in the entire world. Ms. Jenkins, | wonder if you could let us have a look at

it?”

The request was proposed by Yulissa. There was only one medal of that kind in the world. She thought that even if Cassandra wanted to fake it, she could not possibly do

it.

Therefore, Yulissa believed it could reveal Cassandra’s true colors.

Instead, what she witnessed was Cassandra simply taking out a medal with a musical note as the base and engraved with the names of “Samantha Jenkins” and “Cassandra Yates” from her pocket.

Cassandra thought, ‘She really refuses to be convinced until facing a grim reality. How could she forget that this is the best convincing proof?’

The name “Cassandra Yates” on the medal was particularly dazzling.

The organizer sent someone to check on the item, and it was proved that the medal was

real.

Since the matter had come to this point, Yohannes had to admit that it was the biggest blow for him.

However, he could not destroy his music career in such a way. Now that Samantha was his younger sister, he thought that he could get prior access to any of her music scores in the future.

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He said, “I’m sorry, everyone. It was Yulissa who had caused a misunderstanding. | apologize for all the trouble, but this is our family business, after all...”

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Since no one asked Cassandra to provide more proof anymore, she went straight back. to her seat.

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“Family business? Yohannes, what are you talking about? Who's even a family with you?” she retorted.

Yohannes replied, “Cassandra, stop it. I’m your fourth elder brother. You asked someone to throw Mom out just now, so go apologize to her right now!”

Cassandra was rendered speechless.

She wondered if Yohannes had been out of his mind.

She said, “Yohannes, | haven't held you accountable yet. Are you trying to order me around now?”

Yohannes turned furious but could not vent his anger too much. “We are siblings. Even if Lisa took your music score, it was not really a big deal. You are so insensible for insisting on making a fuss of it and making everyone know about it!”

Upon hearing the outburst, Marcus almost turned livid, wanting to hit Yohannes.

Cassandra said, “Siblings? Mr. Yohannes Yates, don’t you know that | have severed the relationship with the Yates family? The family has already issued a statement about it, so it’s better for you two to think about the explanation to the police about your plagiarism!”

Marcus then added, “Besides, Yohannes seriously violated the music philosophy. He plagiarized and stole others’ music achievements in private, causing immeasurable losses to others. Therefore, the music association in Spaunia will take the lead in banning Yohannes Yates from the music industry, terminating all his music performance activities, and lastly, permanently disqualifying him from the competition.”

Every single word of Marcus’ powerful and resonant declaration shattered Yohannes’ heart.