The guests at the party went on talking about Rachel. But Tarsan Corporation was the host of the banquet, and Rachel was now the boss. They didn't think it was wise to be rude to someone of her position, and kept their voices down in whispers.
When it was announced that Rachel was about to give her speech, the guests welcomed her with a rapturous applause.
Rachel didn't even flinch as she bravely faced all the disrespectful questions and whispers. She smiled gracefully and stayed calm as she walked past them. She was just as glamorous as she was in the past, but more confident and mature.
She got onto the stage and stepped forward. But right before she stopped at the rostrum and reached out to get the microphone, a buzz of astonished gasps arose from the audience. Some images had appeared on the screen behind Rachel, and she immediately faked a confused look.
Rachel was an actress—a good actress; it was a piece of cake for her to pretend to be an innocent onlooker. She was pretty pleased with her own performance.
She quickly changed her expession to one of puzzlement. After seeing what was on the screen, she snapped into a fake panic. "God! What is this? Turn it off!"
The audience started talking. "Look! Is that Mrs Lu?"
"Yes, that's her! Wow! This is going to be a huge scandal as she's the wife of the CEO of the Shining Company and also the boss of the Cloud Advertising Company. Unbelievable!"
"Women are good liars. Mrs. Lu is no exception."
"But this is tremendously slutty. Who is that man?"
"She is really hot though... Look at those breasts..." The chatter among the guests started getting rude and dirty.
On the screen, a bunch of pictures kept appearing one after another automatically in which Sheryl was half-naked and was writhing her body with a naked man.
The pictures were in different sultry poses, which made the situation even worse.
"Sheryl, is that you?!" Even though she knew Sheryl well, Isla was at a loss when she suddenly saw the pictures. It was no surprise that the rest of the audience believed what they were shown.
Sheryl was confused too. She knew for sure that she had never done anything like that. But then, who faked the pictures? Who put them on the screen? Most importantly, what did they want? She thought for a while, and it came down upon her like a tumbling building. Rachel was behind all this. This was her agenda.
"Isla, do you seriously think that I would do something like this with another man?" Sheryl asked, staring at Isla.
"Of course, I don't! But what is going on here? Where did all these pictures come from? Who would do this to you? I'm concerned that this might get worse." Isla looked at Rachel, who was in the middle of the stage, pretending to be shaken. But she wasn't alone anymore. Holley was standing beside her. All of a sudden, it struck her.
"Sheryl! It was Rachel and Holley. They're definitely planning something," she said hastily.
"What should we do now? The others are starting to believe the pictures." Isla panicked as she watched the pictures on the screen change. Sheryl had just gotten out of some terrible family issues. And now, all these pictures were popping up. These people wouldn't let her catch a breath.
But Sheryl didn't care what other people thought about her. All she cared about was how would Charles feel. So when those sultry pictures appeared on the screen, she turned to look at Charles.
His eyes were fixed on Rachel. He looked stern and his gaze was cold. Sheryl knew that he wasn't stupid enough to fall for her tricks and would figure out that Rachel was the one who had brought those pictures in. But would he also believe that those pictures were fake?
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