He remained silent, which Bianca took as a sign that her evidence was irond, so airtight that even Halley couldn''t find a w.


    Just as she thought victory was within her grasp, Noreen spoke up from the side.


    "Could you please show the third screenshot again?"


    Bianca frowned, a coldness in her eyes.


    Noreen was deliberately nitpicking, knowing full well that with so many people watching, Bianca couldn''t refuse.


    And she was right. She couldn''t refuse, so she clicked on the third image again.


    "Zoom in," Noreen added.


    It sounded like amand.


    Bianca''s brow furrowed in displeasure.


    Lillian, unable to contain her anger, shouted at Noreen, "Who are you to tell her to zoom in? Do you even have a say in this?"


    Noreen was an expert at handling people like Lillian, who spoke without thinking.


    She replied with a light, airy question, "Is it because you don''t dare?"


    That instantly shut Lillian up.


    Bianca didn''t want to get into a drawn-out argument with Noreen. She just wanted to end this self-vindication session as quickly as possible, so she did as Noreen asked and zoomed in on the image.


    She stopped when Noreen said so.


    "This appears to be an inbox, not a sent folder," Noreen observed after careful inspection.


    Bianca was clever in her own way; she hadn''t screenshotted the full page.


    And in the older versions of that webmail client, the inbox and sent folder looked very simr.


    Someone not paying close attention would never notice the difference.


    The only reason Noreen had spotted this detail was because she had handled all of Aurelion Group''s overseas email correspondence in the early years.


    Over time, it had be muscle memory.


    Her challenge did make Bianca''s heart skip a beat.


    Herposed expression faltered for a fraction of a second.


    "Ms. Gilmore, you''re quite observant!" she retorted coolly.


    She was implying that Noreen was nitpicking to advance her own interests.


    But since Noreen had brought it up, she had no choice but to exin. "This is indeed a screenshot of an inbox. It''s an email I sent to my doctoral advisor, Professor William, eight years ago. He sent me the


    screenshot. The reason didn''t use a I screenshot from my sent folder is because that ount was hacked. After I went abroad, I registered a new email address and stopped using the old one."


    Bianca dared to offer this exnation because William I told her that the owner of the email ount had long since abandoned it.


    ???


    When William''s own professor received the paper back then, he was incredibly impressed and had Witam try to contact the author immediately.


    But the emails they sent went unanswered.


    William tried againter, but still got no response.


    He concluded that the person who wrote the paper had likely changed careers.


    After all, he had never seen that name in the industry again.


    Bianca even showed her current email address, which was nearly identical to the so-called hacked ount.


    It just had the number 3 added to it.


    She exined with a touch of humor, "Three is my lucky number, so when I registered a new email, I just added it to the username."


    She went on with her lengthy exnation.


    When she was finished, Noreen simply offered a nomittal smile.


    Henry was deeply displeased by Noreen''s flippant attitude and frowned.


    But in the next second, Noreen spoke casually, "What if I told you I can log into that email ount?"


    Bianca''s face froze.


    Bianca''s face turned pale.


    Bianca could barely maintain herposure.