Chapter 155: Onyxs jaw nearly hit the floor as his gaze swept across the room, now packed with media reporters.


    The organizers had only mentioned two outlets would be attending, yet now, he was facing a sea of shing cameras and eager faces.


    Heposed himself quickly, shing a smile at Mny.


    Miss Johnson, I owe you one for arranging this.


    He wasnt naive.


    The extra press couldnt be a mere coincidence.


    Beyond the two outlets invited by the organizers, it was clear the rest had been brought in specially.


    Mny blinked in confusion, momentarily caught off guard.


    But then, as realization dawned, her lips curved into a gracious smile.


    Oh, no need to thank me, she replied smoothly.


    This was all arranged by Colton.


    Since youve agreed to partner with us, we wouldnt let you miss out on the spotlight.


    She added with a yful grin, Dont worry about a thing.


    Were well-connected with the media here in Ontdale.


    A good interview today could boost your poprity.


    Colton, on the other hand, furrowed his brow ever so slightly.


    He hadnt contacted any media outlets, so what was Mny talking about? However, just as he opened his mouth to speak, Mny gave his arm a subtle squeeze, her intent clear.


    He quickly caught on.


    After all, the Stevens Group regrly held press conferences with multiple reporters.


    Whether they had arranged it or not, they could easily take the credit.


    Onyx beamed at them earnestly.


    Thank you, Mr.


    Stevens.


    I really appreciate it.


    Without your help, I mightve been in way over my head.


    As he climbed onstage, a sea of cameras swiveled toward him, lenses trained on his every move.


    Have any renowned local or international artists influenced your work? Weve heard about your coboration with the Stevens Group.


    Is it official yet? Yourics are hailed as treasures in the field.


    What advice would you give to aspiring creators? Onyx was immediately bombarded with questions, but with each one, a sense of pride welled up inside him.


    Theseics are entirely my original work, he dered, his confidence radiating.


    As for the coboration with the Stevens Group, were still in the preliminary stages.


    I ask for your patience, and I truly hope everyone enjoys my stories.


    Onyx knew hisics were already a hit, but the level of attention and warm reception he was receiving now was beyond anything he had imagined.


    In the world ofics, few had experienced such a media frenzy.


    My work was born during my time in Leswington, Onyx continued, his tone shifting, bing more personal.


    Back then, I was living abroad, renting a small apartment and surviving on the cheapest sandwiches.


    I worked tirelessly, day and night.


    Looking back now, that tough stretch might have been the most valuable part of my journey.


    Onyx always exuded a sincere cheerfulness, which was part of his charm.


    Now, as he feigned a shy smile, his fans erupted in cheers.


    But every great artist has endured trials, he added in a more solemn tone.


    Even the greatest artists have faced moments of doubt, but Ive never let those struggles define me.


    I like to think its my talent and grit that have brought me here, and nothing else.


    His expression gradually grew more resolute as hemanded the rooms attention.


    Ive faced countless obstacles, he continued, his voice growing more impassioned.


    Take this morning, for example I had a run-in with a woman who used me of giarizing her work.


    While Ive encountered many troublemakers over the years, Ive alwayse out unscathed.


    His words dripped with the kind of practiced conviction that molded public opinion.


    This was his way of telling Allison to back off.


    Without flinching, he spun his own tale, using the gathered media to twist the narrative before Allison could make another move.


    He had to paint her as the viin before she even had a chance to speak.


    Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, indignant murmurs rippled through the crowd.


    Who would dare use him? Onyx is a genius theres no way hed stoop to giarism! If that woman was so talented, wouldnt we already know her name? The younger fans were especially quick to rally behind him, indignant and outraged, chanting Onyxs name in support.


    Mny watched with smug satisfaction, her lips curling into a barely concealed smile as the voices swelled around her.


    She leaned closer to the microphone, her voice dripping with false sympathy.


    Onyx is too kind.


    He knows that womans onlyshing out because of her miserable marriage.


    So, lets not hold it against her.


    Though her words spoke of forgiveness, the venom behind them was undeniable.


    Mny knew full well that the rumors would spread like wildfire, and by tomorrow, Allisons name would be on everyones lips.


    After all, too many had seen her slip into the lounge with Onyx.


    Someone was bound to have caught it on camera.


    Just thinking about Allisons impending doom made Mnys smile deepen.


    Just as she was basking in her victory, a voice cut through the murmur of the crowd.


    In that case, Onyx, a young man called out, his voice trembling at first but gaining strength, why not draw something on the spot to silence these rumors? The speaker, Garry, usually shy and reserved, had found his courage.


    Garry, usually shy and reserved, had summoned every ounce of courage to stand up.


    His heart raced, but his resolve was clear.


    Many people have noticed a disconnect in your recent work.


    Since you im you havent giarized, why not create something new right here, right now, to prove it? .


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