"Oh? Do you remember who it was?" the officer inquired.
Margot thought carefully, then looked at Zelena and firmly stated, "It was Zelena's assistant, Celeste."
What was meant to happen would happen—it was unavoidable.
All eyes turned toward Zelena.
Zelena forced a smile and asked, "What? Really? Are you sure?"
Margot's tone was unwavering. "Yes, I am sure. Why would I lie in front of the police?"
Having changed her clothes, Celeste entered the room and made her way through the crowd. She quickly surveyed the room, sensing that something was wrong, but maintained a calm facade as she said, "There's a commotion outside!"
Zelena subtly glanced at her, exchanging a look.
"You're here. We were just talking about you."
Celeste played along. "Talking about me? What about?"
Zelena questioned, "Why don't you explain why your clothes match the ones in the video?"
Celeste feigned surprise. "Huh? What video? That can't be true."
Polly remained silent, simply watching Zelena and Celeste with a scrutinizing gaze.
The officer stepped forward and briefly explained the footage from the video.
Celeste pretended to suddenly realize. "Oh, you mean that! I haven't worn that plaid shirt in ages. I accidentally got it wet when I was getting water for Ms. Blake, so I took it off and changed it into something else. I've already thrown it away. Oh no! Could someone have worn my shirt to do something bad?"
Zelena chimed in, "What? How could this happen? You're so careless. Why did you throw away the shirt?"
Celeste replied, "It was an old shirt, dirty and wet—no point in keeping it."
The two of them were putting on quite a convincing act.
Meanwhile, Gilbert was more concerned about the situation outside.
He anxiously asked, "You said there's a commotion outside? What's going on? Are the fans causing trouble?"
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