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Sienna pressed the remote.
The large screen lit up.
First came an audio clip, Madeline's shrill, crystal-clear voice echoing out.
"She wants a glorious moment? I won't let her have it!"
Followed immediately by Sabrina's sobbing tone.
"Madeline, are you really okay with that?"
The banquet hall instantly fell silent.
Madeline's face turned ash gray, freezing in place. Sabrina's expression locked, her concerned good-girl act vanishing without a trace.
The screen didn't stop.
The second piece of evidence showed screenshots of wire transfers to several media outlets. The sender's name was clearly listed as Sabrina Sullivan.
The third was an email draft titled "Additional Details on Grant's Midnight Break-In at the Sullivan Estate," sent from an account registered just two days before the gala.
The guest section erupted.
"This... Sabrina sent this?"
"No wonder the photo angles were so tricky. It was an inside job."
"Bribing reporters? Where did she get that kind of power... Wait, Madeline gave her the money, right?"
The whispers surged again, even louder than when they were bashing Sienna moments ago.
People instinctively took half a step back, as if terrified of getting splashed by this messy drama.
Sienna didn't smile, nor did she look angry.
She stood in the spotlight holding her untouched champagne glass, her tone as casual as if she were discussing someone else's business.
"Madeline, you said I was unfaithful." She raised her eyes to Madeline. "Where's the proof?"
Madeline opened her mouth but no sound came out.

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