Isabella stared at the giant screen. The Heart of the Sea was sitting securely in the center of the display area.
The timestamp showed it was forty minutes ago.
Right around the time she had changed her dress, gotten ridiculed by the socialites, and stormed out of the dressing room in a rage.
Next...
The footage was going to show exactly how she had stolen the jewel...
"No... no!" Isabella shrieked, her face a mask of pale panic as she lunged forward, trying to stop Serena. "Turn it off! Turn it off right now!"
But it was too late.
With her clumsy speed, she didn't even come close to reaching Serena.
The massive screen continued to play.
It showed Isabella storming out of the dressing room, marching straight to the gift display, and glaring at The Heart of the Sea with a face twisted by pure, toxic malice.
Then.
She skulked away.
And the camera lens tracked her every movement perfectly.
It even captured the audio with crystal clarity.
It broadcasted the entire sequence—how she walked into what she thought was a blind spot and called Augus to disable the security system. The entire unholy plot played out for the world to hear.
Then.
The main cameras cut to black.
But this feed kept rolling. Isabella crept back to the pedestal, looking around guiltily before snatching the sapphire.
Following that, she returned to the dressing room and shoved it straight into Black Jack's bag.
The whole sequence played out as if an invisible cameraman had been following a step behind her, documenting her every move in stunning 4K resolution.
It was a brutal public execution.
Isabella stared blankly at her own image on the towering screen.
At her own conniving, ugly, distorted expression.
She felt her entire world crash down around her.
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