Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife novel Chapter 509

Chapter 509: Chapter 509

"Impossible! When Rosemary beat Alma just now, I already felt something was off. Now that she’s beaten Mr. Eugene, don’t tell me you guys aren’t suspicious?"

The girl’s words ignited a spark of doubt among the crowd.

"Exactly, Rosemary is just a student. How could she possibly beat Mr. Eugene?"

"Mr. Eugene is a renowned Master of chess."

"I find it strange too. Rosemary must have cheated! She must have an AI helping her!"

"A while ago, there was news about a chess player who cheated using artificial intelligence and got caught, right? But his methods were pretty amateurish. He used a tiny camera to capture the chessboard and sent it to his accomplices. They used computer AI to analyze the game, then sent him the next move."

"Rosemary must have used some sort of smart chip. I demand a body search!"

"If Rosemary really did stoop so low to beat Mr. Eugene, I believe she owes Mr. Eugene an apology—and Alma too!"

"Her violin performance just now might also have been AI-assisted."

Everyone’s speculative chatter reached Rosemary’s ears. She smirked, amused at the comparison of her brain to an AI.

"Maybe all her previous contests, including the SATs, were rigged too. If that’s the case, I demand we involve the police!"

"I also demand we call the police and revoke her eligibility for all contests."

"I hope that Westerly College will take a firm stance and expel her. We can’t let a fraud like her continue her education."

"You’re just hurling baseless accusations!"

The folks from Westerly College came forward to defend Rosemary, their faces flushed with indignation.

"Every move Rosemary made was witnessed by all of us. How could she have cheated? And how would she have done it?"

"You all keep mentioning AI, but can you provide any proof?"

"We can’t right now. That’s why we want to involve the police."

"Brazen enough to cheat but not brave enough to be accused?"

"So, this is how Westerly College teaches you? Winning by any means necessary?"

The crowd seemed convinced of Rosemary’s guilt, looking at her with disdain.

The people from Westerly College were fuming yet unable to defend her.

"If you can’t provide any proof, it’s defamation! Rosemary can sue you!"

"Sue us? Great, but first, let’s call the police! Once they’re here, the truth will come to light."

The people from Westerly College were livid. They turned to Rosemary and said with a mix of anger and helplessness, "Rosemary, they’re going too far."

"Go ahead and call the police if you want to. Those who can’t provide proof, I’ll sue each one of you. Also, I will demand a public apology from Summerfield College and a major demerit."

Rosemary’s defiant attitude infuriated the people from Summerfield College.

Did she think they couldn’t provide any proof, and that’s why she was acting so high and mighty?

She was the one who cheated, yet she was talking with such arrogance!

She wouldn’t know what hit her until it was too late!

Their vice principal was right here!

In the crowd, Serena let out a sigh of relief. So, Rosemary had used some tactics to win the competition.

Perhaps even her title ’Maestro Melody’ was fraudulently obtained.

And her medical skills—maybe she had just copied from the internet or had an AI guiding her.

Elsewhere, Alma felt a wave of satisfaction. So, Rosemary had won the competition by unfair means.

She always knew that no one could match her violin skills or chess ability among their peers, not even the foolish Serena.

Now, it was Rosemary’s turn to face the music!

"Hahaha," Mr. Eugene laughed heartily, apparently not affected by the situation at all.

"I’ve been teaching this young lady chess for over ten years now, and she’s become better than her teacher. I should be proud, right?"

What?

Everyone was taken aback. What did Mr. Eugene just say?

Rosemary was his student? For over ten years?

Alma and Serena thought they had misheard, but the shocked expressions on everyone’s faces told them otherwise.

How on earth did Rosemary get so close to Mr. Eugene to become his student for ten years?

The Vice Principal next to them laughed in a respectful and courteous manner, "These students sure don’t know how to behave. I’ll definitely teach them a lesson later. Hope you weren’t bothered, Mr. Eugene."

Mr. Eugene was in high spirits, not the least bit bothered by the people or things around him. He said, relishing the moment, "Well, this trip was certainly worthwhile!"