“Probably just another woman who wants to be seen by the owner and throw herself at him.”
"Ah don't say that. By the way, her body is quite nice. We can use her to entertain guests at the banquet."
Their leering gazes sent a chill down my spine. I wrapped my arms tightly around myself with a pale face and pleaded, “You can’t treat me like this! I really am Quilla. I can prove who I am!”
I searched frantically on my body but I fell into despair when I realized that one of the crew had smashed my mobile phone and my ID card was not in my body because it was still in the cruise shop.
“I have my ID on the cruise! Check it and you’ll see I’m not lying!” I finally said desperately.
Regret clawed at me. If only I’d shown my face online before, someone might recognize me as the once-famous online singer. How else could I prove that I was me?
That's right! My voice! My voice is my signature.
“You can match my voice! You all should know my account! While I never showed my face, my voice is unmistakable!”
Unlike most, my vocal range was extraordinarily wide, my timbre was unique and versatile. No one had ever successfully imitated my singing style.
One sailor, skeptical but curious, pulled out his phone.
“Search for my song, ‘Breath", " I said as my eyes lit up. "I can sing it right now. No one else can perform it the way I do!”
This song, "Breath", had intricated vocal technique. It became a viral challenge among music bloggers. However, none had managed to replicate my style.
For a brief moment, I felt a glimmer of hope. However, the sailor smirked coldly and held up his phone as he pointed at the screen. "You almost fooled me, your lying bitch!"
On the screen, it was clearly shown that my TikStar account was being broadcast live. Seeing this, my mind went blank for a while. How could this be? I was here! Who is the person who is live streaming in my place?
“It’s a hacker!” I said earnestly. “Someone must’ve stolen my account and is replaying my old songs for profit!”
I purposely said it without hiding anything because I hoped they would believe me. However, the sailors had lost their patience.
The man who had hesitated earlier now frowned. His face turned gloomy and he grabbed a thick tree branch. Then without any warning, he struck me hard across my back.