He held something dark in his hand and walked to the corner of the hall. Bending down and adjusting a few things, the screen in the center of the room suddenly lit up.
Eleanor squinted, her expression cold and calculating.
*So, that's how it is.*
Amelia intended to project her so-called evidence on the big screen. She was determined to ruin Eleanor’s reputation before everyone.
A high-definition photo appeared on the screen, sending murmurs of shock through the crowd. The image revealed Eleanor with a man—a stranger, but someone she appeared familiar with. Then, another photo appeared. And another.
In each, Eleanor was pictured alongside different men, each photo capturing a moment of close interaction. They were talking, smiling, standing close together, even getting into cars. Each image showed her from various angles, but with the same ease and familiarity.