Chapter 22

Adrian's face drained of color as he stared at Rachel, who sat among the four bridesmaids.

"That scheming witch!"

Sophia's radiant smile froze as she gaped at Adrian in shock. "What's your relationship with her? And what exactly happened in that storage room?"

Adrian grasped Sophia's shoulders gently. "Please, let me explain. That girl in the video claimed she felt dizzy and asked me to help her rest. The moment we entered, she started undressing and throwing herself at me!"

"I was horrified! I pushed her away immediately and left. I swear on my life, nothing happened!"

Sophia wasn't convinced. She shoved Adrian aside and marched toward the bridesmaids. "Which one of you is the slut in that video? Step forward!"

Rachel reached behind her and gave Evelyn a forceful shove, sending the drowsy girl stumbling toward Sophia.

Sophia's brows knitted in confusion. "You?"

Below the stage, Dominic smirked, nudging Nathaniel. "Your little wildcat strikes again! Who knew she'd go after another woman's fiancé—especially your niece's man? And here I thought she only had eyes for you."

Nathaniel remained impassive, though his piercing gaze sharpened.

Evelyn blinked slowly, still shaking off sleep. She gestured toward the screen. "Look at the skirt. Mine doesn't have ruffles."

Rachel's eyes dropped to her own ruffled dress. Damn it!

She quickly pointed at Evelyn. "It's her! She's the one who seduced Adrian! She was wearing my dress earlier but insisted we switch after using the restroom. Now I know why—she planned to frame me!"

Sophia and Evelyn locked eyes.

"But I distinctly remember you wearing the ruffled dress first," Sophia challenged.

Rachel stepped forward aggressively. "Exactly! If you're innocent, why demand a dress swap?"

Evelyn tilted her head. "Funny, I recall you begging me to trade."

"Prove it!" Rachel snapped. "No evidence means you're lying."

Evelyn's lips curved slightly. "Isn't the video evidence enough?"

Rachel glanced at the grainy footage where the woman's face remained blurred. "That proves nothing!"

Evelyn turned toward the sound booth. "Turn up the volume. The truth's in the audio."

The speakers crackled to life, amplifying every damning word between Adrian and Rachel. Their heated exchange laid bare their illicit affair for all to hear.

Sophia's face twisted in betrayal. "You lying tramp!" Her palm connected with Rachel's cheek in a resounding slap.

Rachel clutched her stinging face, trembling. The crystal-clear audio had betrayed her.

She'd arranged the surveillance playback herself—but how had the sound been restored? She'd made sure it was muted earlier.