Chapter 238

Their memories confirmed that Selah had been married for five years.

The pattern on the sofa in the photo was only a year old, not matching the one from Selah’s pre-wedding nude photo that had been causing a stir.

This led to an intriguing conclusion…

Lindsey, with a knowing smile, spoke up to clarify for everyone.

“The manager of Champs Le Bar just made it clear that this photo is no older than a year.

Moreover, Andrew has kept a close watch on Selah over the past year.

Every single one of her movements is captured by surveillance equipment.

Now, the police have these recordings, making it easier to prove the truth.

So the woman in this photo isn’t Selah, but someone who bears a striking resemblance to her, particularly in the lower half of her face.

Regarding the mole, a closer look at Selah’s earlier videos and photos will reveal that such a mole can be replicated with makeup.

Having explained this, Lindsey turned her attention to Jayleen.

With a gentle yet probing smile, she inquired, “Miss Archer, you’ve attacked Selah with a recording and now a nude photo.

Why are you so intent on smearing her reputation? What’s your real motive?”

The guests at the party were shrewd members of the celebrity circle.

They quickly pieced things together after hearing what Lindsey had said.

From the beginning, Jayleen said less than they wanted to know, which only fueled their curiosity.

The revelation of the nude photo of Selah on Twitter seemed too coincidental, almost as if it was orchestrated.

Reflecting on the bet between Jayleen and Lindsey, some began to speculate that Jayleen might be the mastermind behind it all.

Jayleen’s guilt was evident.

She had indeed fabricated the photo.

When Andrew was in detention, he mentioned to his lawyer about having nude photos of Selah, which were now in police custody, making the real photos inaccessible.

This sparked an idea in Jayleen’s mind.

If she knew the specifics of the photos, she could create a convincing fake.

Given that the photos were supposedly five years old, even Selah might struggle to spot the difference.

Despite her careful planning, her scheme unraveled unexpectedly.

She had meticulously instructed her

lawyer to gather all details about the photos, but overlooked a critical detail – the pattern on the sofas at Champs Le Bar had changed.

Sweat formed on Jayleen’s forehead, her purple evening gown now soaked and clinging uncomfortably to her skin.

Feeling the weight of everyone’s skeptical gazes, Jayleen quickly composed herself.

The leaked nude photo and recording were shared by others, and she had no direct involvement in it.

Even if people suspected her involvement in these malicious actions, as long as she didn’t confess, they couldn’t provide concrete evidence.

Determined, Jayleen said with forced calmness, “Lindsey, I’ve been misled too.

Considering the striking resemblance between the person in the photo and Selah, it’s no wonder that everyone got confused.

I’m not the only one who made this mistake.

It now appears that someone is deliberately trying to defame Selah and prevent her from joining Vitality Entertainment.

They must have sent me these falsified materials about Selah.

I suspect this is the handiwork of our rivals.

”

Having said this, Jayleen approached Selah and said with an apologetic tone, “I’m sorry, Selah.

I misjudged the situation.

”

At that moment, Vincent joined them, placing a reassuring hand on Selah’s shoulder.

He then turned to Jayleen with a stern look.

“Jayleen, you claim to have been misled, yet Lindsey, a newcomer in the industry, identified the issue with the photo.

As the director at Vitality Entertainment, can’t you distinguish right from wrong? Not only did you fail to recognize the error, but you also led others to misconceptions.

That hardly seems befitting of a great agent, does it?”

When Jayleen heard this, her face turned red, feeling extremely embarrassed.

Vincent’s words clearly mocked her lack of professional acumen.