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Ariana turned her gaze at the sound, her eyes filled with uncontrollable anger and hatred. Roland looked at her with a provocative smirk. "Has everyone forgotten the conversation between Zoey and Ariana? All of Ariana's sketches were done by Zoey! Maybe this time it's the same!" Ariana almost ground her porcelain teeth to dust, wishing she could devour the silver-haired man in front of her. But in front of so many people, she had to maintain her composure. She put on a pitiful look. "I did stay in a psychiatric hospital for a few days because I was really depressed. I admit that Zoey was my voice double, but I don’t accept that those sketches were hers. They were all created by me through hard work, sleepless nights, and dedication. I absolutely refuse to accept Zoey’s claims. I ho