In her panic, Bella Acker suddenly thought of Photoshop, as if grasping at hope, she immediately exclaimed, "Damian, these two photos must have been edited and composed by someone! Yes, definitely edited and composed by someone!"
It seemed like she had found hope, but as soon as she finished speaking, Damian Sinclair on the other end of the line let out a silent cold laugh, "Ms. Acker, I've already had someone authenticate them, the photos are not edited. Are you still trying to argue?"
"Damian, but I really don't know how these photos came about..."
Before she could finish, Damian interrupted her, "Ms. Acker, the evidence is right in front of you, don't you feel embarrassed trying to argue?"
"I... I'm not arguing." Bella Acker was so anxious her eyes turned red, "Damian, I'm really not arguing, please believe me."
"Then how do you explain these photos?" Damian said coldly, "It's not just the two sent to you, I have many more here."
