He Buried Me But I Painted My Own Resurrection novel Chapter 241

Gasps erupted from the crowd.

Grant swayed heavily, as if he had been struck by a physical blow.

How could he... How did she get her hands on this report?

The moment he had received it back then, he had destroyed it immediately!

The slideshow on the screen continued. Photo after photo, video after video acted like sharp knives, ruthlessly peeling away Grant's facade of a devoted lover.

There were records of his infidelity during their marriage, detailing multiple cash transfers to his mistress.

There was footage of Madeline pointing her finger right in Sienna's face in public, calling her a "barren hen" while a crowd watched the spectacle.

And then, the news clips showing Nathaniel bribing Samuel to publicly slander his own daughter.

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Piece after piece of evidence was coldly presented to everyone in the room.

There was no narration, no explanatory voiceover. Just cold, irrefutable facts.

The entire hall fell dead silent.

The guests stared at Grant and Madeline as if they were looking at monsters.

Their eyes held shock, disdain, anger, and the sudden realization of having seen through a massive, orchestrated lie.

Madeline's face went sheet white. Her lips trembled as she pointed at the screen, then at Sienna, unable to force a single word past her lips.

And Grant just stood there, completely paralyzed.

His entire world had shrunk down to the scrolling evidence on the screen—crimes he had committed with his own hands.

How did this Curator K know so much? Where did she get all of this?

Or perhaps, today's event had been her plan all along. It seemed like she had walked into his trap, but in reality, Grant was the prey.

Refusing to give up, Madeline scrambled to do damage control. "Don't let this woman fool you! This evidence is all forged!"

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