Chapter 245

The professional authentication results were in.

The photos showed no signs of digital manipulation.

The back garden of The Chateau Versailles.

The set of Elle Magazine's photoshoot.

The bedroom of the Lowell family villa.

Every location had been thoroughly exposed by netizens.

"This can't be real!"

Emily Lowell's fan group erupted in chaos.

"Look how intimate Moonlight is with her brothers!"

"If my own brother acted like that, I'd have called the police ages ago!"

Old clips from live streams resurfaced.

"Remember when people said their behavior crossed the line? Her fans attacked anyone who pointed it out!"

"And now? Pathetic..."

In the Lowell family dining room.

Emily's phone vibrated incessantly.

Richard Lowell frowned. "Who's messaging you?"

Emily opened the notifications—her face drained of color.

There it was.

Her body pressed against William Lowell's chest.

Her fingers trembled violently.

William noticed her distress.

His gaze dropped to the screen.

"What's going on?"

His voice turned icy.

Emily shook her head frantically.

"I don't know..."

She clutched his wrist.

Her fingertips were freezing.

"William..."

Her voice cracked with tears.

William's expression softened.

"Don't be afraid."

He wrapped his hand around her shaking one.