Chapter 446:
âThe ceiling has cameras.â His statement wasnât loud, but it carried weight.
Who would challenge Rhysâ claim? Though no one believed the ceiling cameras could capture anything, his authority remained unquestionable.
Harleeâs eyes flickered as she asked, âDidnât you say you werenât coming?â
Mindful of Clintâs presence, Rhys moderated his tone, offering a reply after carefully choosing his words.
âI found myself free, so I decided to drop by.â
Just before Kelley geared up to stir trouble, Rhys had appeared at the banquet hallâs entrance.
He paused to take a phone call, sending Patrick ahead to examine the scene. The manipulation of the camera angles was actually due to Patrick subtly guiding the photographerâs hands.
As Rhys entered the scene, Clintâs demeanor took a swift turn.
He moved decisively, positioning himself between Harlee and Rhys, his dismissive snort reflecting his disgust.
A resigned smile played on Harleeâs lips. She had anticipated this moment. She then averted her eyes, busying herself with helping Ritchie pinpoint the surveillance footage and hacking into the live stream.
Soon, amidst the sparse sneers offline and the overwhelming mockery online, the big screen and the live stream began to simultaneously play the footage of Kelley deliberately leaning back and falling herself.
As the video came to an end, it zoomed in once more, revealing Kelley tossing aside the mini microphone, frame by frame.
The internet erupted in reactions.
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âWow! The woman in the black dress disassembled the schemer Kelley so effortlessly! Iâm captivated! Does anyone have more details on her? Iâd love to follow her!â
âAre you new here? Thatâs the Sanderson familyâs prodigal daughter. She once trended across the top ten searches. Youâre taking exams this year, right? Try for Baythorn University. She gives lectures there occasionally.â
âKelley tried to pair with Clint and now dares to set up his sister? Ugh! How disgusting!â
âNo way! That woman must have set Kelley up!â Amidst the online discussion, Clintâs loyal followers, supported by Tiffanyâs more relaxed fanbase, managed to suppress biased critics and silence Kelleyâs die-hard fans.
Confronted with her own actions on the big screen, Kelley felt her world crumble.
As she wavered on the edge of consciousness, her hand once again met the sharp edge of broken glass. Regaining her composure due to the pain, she appealed to reasoning.
âThis area is known to lack surveillance. That camera up there is our only witness. Just check its distance and the poor lighting here.
How reliable can such footage be? And why did the screen suddenly show this video? Could it be that Miss Sanderson has connections within the live-stream team? Perhaps Miss Sanderson planted the microphone on me to fabricate this scene? The footage might even have been pre-edited by Miss Sanderson.â
Beside Kelley, Spheredale couldnât contain her outrage, her voice growling as she said, âAre you insinuating that the director of Janessa Studio tampered with surveillance just to ruin you? Kelley, just who do you think you are?â
This time, Kelley was left utterly speechless. What was her standing compared to the director of Janessa Studio? Though her previous argument might hold water, she knew no one would accept that the head of Janessa Studio, the heiress of the influential Sanderson family, would single out a relatively unknown actress like her for malice.
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