She reached down and pinched the girl’s arm. The child screamed.

In the same frame, Ross was adjusting the camera lens on the shelf.

“Leave her alone now. When Corinne loses her temper, we’ll have our proof for court.”

A murmur went through the ballroom like a wave. Ross bolted toward the technician to grab the remote.

“That video is edited! It’s fake!”

Rachel walked up onto the stage.