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everyone began asking, their voices overlapping. “What’s going on?” Jake bellowed, his gaze locking onto Kiera. “What’s going on is that this whore has been cheating on me—with your goddamn son!” He held up his phone, shaking it in anger. “Take a look at this!” Gasps filled the room as he played the incriminating video. “Oh my God,” I whispered, stepping forward. “I told you, Jake. She wasn’t a good girl.” “This is ridiculous!” Kiera snapped, her face pale. “There’s no way that video is real! My son would never do such a thing. It’s fake—it’s AI-edited!”

Jenna greeted her teeth. After that, they saw Emily weaver doing something on the computer in Amelia group. Then, she secretly walked away from the company after taking the Pen drive. And the third video made Jenna shake in fear and anger. "What the hell is all this. It is not me. You bitch, you have fake this video. I did not do you. Anna, I won't leave you. Close it immediately," Jenna shouted madly. The video was still playing. It shows who anna, Emily, and diabolos made a plane to steal the ideas from Anna.

Blinsky was prompted to say, “There’s another video, Madam.” With a click of the mouse, the next video began playing… and on the screen, Jenna could be seen saying, “I’d like you to create some fake medical data, Dr. Blinsky. To be more specific, the old lady requires my kidney to wake up, correct? I want you to make it seem as though I donated mine.” “Once everything falls into place, you can simply use another kidney in the operating room. All in all, she simply needs to wake up for a short while. If all goes well, you’ll receive twenty million dollars, just like last time.”

Arianna's was undressing smiling happily to the camera, then the guy taking the video instructed her to pose and he took nude pics of her. "What is this trash you think I can believe this photoshopped garbage, she was a virgin when I met her". "It didn't stop her from being the hitch,fool! Look at her body you should know what a photoshop is from her real body ,why don't you watch the sex clip". She sent another one. Andre tried to remain cool as he played the second video. Arianna was being mercilessly banged by a masked guy, her moans made it heartbreaking,he put it off.

She continued, "Jason is an outsider to the Hale's, he doesn't have a single blood relative who actually wants to see him happy or successful. I think there are far more fearsome members of the Hale family, Marcus is the least of your worries." Worse? How could anyone be worse than that freak stalker? Samantha's attention snapped back to the tablet as it buzzed with a new notification. A headline rose to the top of her feed, pinned and trending: BREAKING: AI EXPERT CLAIMS SAMANTHA TORRES DOESN'T EXIST – VOICE PATTERN ANALYSIS SUGGESTS DEEPFAKE. Samantha pressed her fist against her mouth to keep herself from laughing like a madwoman. They thought she was AI? What the actual fuck?

"That video proves nothing. It could have been faked. Deepfakes are common now. Audio manipulation? Cheap and easy. Do you really think we'll make corporate decisions based on a tech intern's PowerPoint show?" Jenna bristled. "I'm a digital forensics expert, not an intern." Lolita ignored her. "Anyone can be made to say anything these days. What we saw was a performance—crafted by two people who are sleeping together and desperate to take over the company." Every gaze swiveled toward Nicholas and me. She smiled like a woman throwing gasoline on an open flame. "If we're talking conflicts of interest, why don't we discuss how Regina's recent promotions align perfectly with her romantic involve

Tall, slow and wrapped in shadows. Leo leaned closer. His breath caught in his throat. “No,” he whispered. “That’s not…” The figure stepped forward. Alive. Walking. Smiling like the devil. Don Emilio. Leo stumbled back like he’d been shot. “This… this is fake,” he said. “It’s CGI. Deepfake. Some trick…” But then the old man spoke on screen. “Hello, my son.” Alina didn’t blink. Leo looked at her. “You knew?” She shook her head, jaw clenched. “I suspected. But seeing it…”

Elsa had always been chubby but not that big. “That is definitely a deepfake!” Leila yelled, “Her captors are messing with us.” I let out a scoff, she was right, that video must be deepfake. The cop attending to us handed the phone to another officer to run a scan on it, I scoffed internally,

“I thought you left for good, I thought—” “I came here to show you something,” she interrupted again, this time pulling her phone from her hand with trembling fingers. She walked past me into the study and placed it on my desk, her movements desperate, almost frantic. “Look at this. Look at all what Jenna had been sending me.” I leaned forward, confusion giving way to horror as I scrolled through the messages, the photos and the messages. My stomach twisted painfully, my head shaking before I could even process it fully. “This… this isn’t real,” I said quickly, my voice rising with panic. “Natasha, these are fake. I swear to you, I never did this, not with Jenna, not with anyone.”

He said. " I need to expose him, he is a fraud and he brainwashed my best friend. I have heard a few bad things about him but I don't have any proof. " " You will get them. Anyway, how is everyone? Noopur is still in her training? I miss her." " I miss her too. It has been so long since we all had a blast. Next time when she comes back, we will do it. " " Bye take care. Don't worry, leave this on me. Send me the details of this guy and Just give me 4 days. " He said and disconnected the call.