The video displayed on the screen clearly showed the club's main hall—the exact spot where they were standing.
It was the venue's security footage.
The cameras had captured the entire incident perfectly.
From the moment the socialite walked in, she made a beeline straight for Babur. Then, just as Babur happened to turn around, the collision occurred.
Juno said, "It might be a little hard to see. Let's zoom in."
The footage was magnified ten times. Right in front of everyone's eyes, they watched as the socialite deliberately rammed into him. The movement of her body was subtle and fast, but under Juno's zoomed-in, slow-motion playback, her malicious little scheme was entirely exposed.
The video paused right at the moment her trick succeeded. On the giant screen, her expression looked extraordinarily twisted and ridiculous.
The club's lights flickered back on. Juno gripped the socialite tightly, pinning her in place so she couldn't move a muscle.
Juno narrowed her eyes. "I own one of these gowns. The other two are in foreign countries. Do you really think that rag you're wearing is worth that much?"
The socialite panicked. "You claim you have one? Are you kidding me? If you've got the guts, pull it out and show us!"
Even at a time like this, Rhiannon couldn't resist taking a jab at Juno. "Juno, there has to be a limit to your arrogance. Everyone knows how incredibly rare YG gowns are. How could you possibly own one?"
A few heiresses who were close to Rhiannon quickly chimed in.
"If you have it, you have it. If you don't, you don't. Why pretend?"
"There's really no need to lie just to protect your brother."
"If you actually have it, bring it out and let us see it."
"Yeah, Juno wouldn't be that stingy, right?"
Gwendolyn shot Rhiannon a complicated look.
Babur turned around and fiercely defended Juno without hesitation. "My sister is a daughter of the Corrington family! She represents power and wealth! She has no reason to lie, and she wouldn't even stoop so low!"
It was the first time Babur had publicly asserted the might of the Corrington family.
Juno stared down the socialite, her gaze never wavering, and calmly answered the question the crowd had posed. "Of course not."
"Ms. Mercer, the dress is here," a man's voice rang out from the entrance.

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