After I left, the twin Alphas went crazy novel Chapter 67

I sat up in bed, my body sore but my mind clear.

Before Arman could take another step toward me, the two men stationed at my door—warriors sent by Ethan—blocked his path, holding him back.

He glared at them, then turned his eyes to me, bloodshot with anger. "She’ll never get into the school now. You’ve destroyed her chances!"

I leaned back against the pillows, feeling the corners of my lips tug into a smile. "What a pity," I said, my voice laced with sarcasm. "She didn’t even finish her song, and now everyone knows about your little plan to break my legs. Linda won’t be going to that prestigious school after all."

Arman’s face twitched, his fury barely contained. I could see his hands trembling with the urge to lash out. But there was nothing he could do now. The truth was out, and I wasn’t afraid of him anymore.

"And by the way," I added, "Ryan is still lying unconscious in the complex. Maybe you should take him to the hospital if you have time."

The muscles in his face tightened as he tried to maintain his usual facade of calm indifference. But the fire in his eyes betrayed him.

"Did it work, Sofia?" he spat. "Even if Linda didn’t succeed, you didn’t get to dance either. And let me remind you, that crazed look on your face was caught on camera for everyone to see."

He leaned forward, smirking as if expecting me to crumble in fear. "You’d better wear a hat and mask when you go out from now on. Everyone’s going to remember you as the crazy girl who ruined the school ceremony."

I met his gaze without flinching. "Is that so?" I asked, my voice calm. "I’m just hoping the video captured the moment when you and Linda’s little scheme fell apart. That’s the part people will remember."

Arman’s smirk vanished, replaced by a flash of raw anger. He lunged toward me, his hands raised as if to strike, but the guards held him back. With no other option, he stormed out of the room, his footsteps heavy with frustration.

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The fallout from the assembly was immediate. Videos of the incident quickly made their way online, and the story spread like wildfire. It was the perfect scandal—rich girl versus poor girl, betrayal, public humiliation. The internet was buzzing with debates and speculation.

But to my surprise, many people were on my side. The clarity of my speech, my bloodstained dress, and the raw emotion behind my performance of *Symphony of Fate* had struck a chord with the public.