Natalie was puzzled. “What photos?”
“Photos of the dressing room and the corridor outside of it,” explained Shane.
Natalie frowned but eventually got it. “So Jasmine took photos of the dressing room and the corridor when they were unoccupied and had this man placed them in front of the cameras. That is way, nobody could see what was really going on.”
“Correct.” Shane nodded.
Natalie bit her lower lip. “No wonder something about the security footages seemed off!”
She had to admit that was quite brilliant of Jasmine.
Natalie then give her stepsister a dirty look.
Jasmine stared back at Natalie before turning to Shane. “I admit that I bought this man off and that it was my idea to ruin the outfits, but I only did it because I hate her. I was insecure! Only by kicking her out of my life do I get to be heir to the Smith family and your fiancée. But… “
“But what?” Shane’s face had darkened.
Natalie was surprised that her stepsister was so forthcoming about their complicated relationship.
“But I swear I didn’t ruin the outfits!” Jasmine lifted her three fingers.
At that moment, the guilty staff member also spoke up. “She’s telling the truth. After taking care of the cameras, she asked me to keep a lookout for her at the dressing room, but when we got there, the outfits were already ruined.”
“What?” exclaimed Natalie in disbelief.
Knitting his brows tightly, Shane was also surprised by the revelation.
Rage was written all over Jasmine’s face as she clenched her fists forcefully. “Whoever was responsible for the outfits must be trying to frame me for it. Just like how I was framed for what happened to Natalie at the precinct last time. I didn’t buy off the auxiliary police.”
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