Julian turned to his head of security.

“Pull up the surveillance footage for the service corridor,” Julian commanded.

Celeste’s face drained of color instantly.

“Julian, darling, the cameras in the staff wing are deactivated for privacy, remember?” she stammered.

Julian’s lips curved into a cold, merciless smile.

“I had them upgraded and reactivated yesterday after a security audit,” he revealed.

Panic flared in Celeste’s eyes as she took a slow step backward.

A guard handed Julian a sleek tablet, the screen already queuing up the timestamp.

Julian mirrored the tablet’s screen to the massive smart TV mounted in the ballroom.

The guests gasped as the black-and-white footage flickered to life in high definition.

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There, clear as day, was Celeste Ashford sneaking down the servant stairs.

They watched in stunned silence as the billionaire’s fiancée planted the stolen jewelry in Mara’s coat.