68. Chance to turn things around

There were still traces of special effects makeup on her face, but it was obvious that there was nothing wrong with her.

As for her tightly bandaged feet, the fact that she had run over from that side to this side… was enough to explain the problem.

Chahat did not understand why such a problem would occur. Her previous leg injury was real. At that time, it was so painful that she could not move. When the doctor touched it, it was also very painful. The doctor's words were still fresh in her mind.

"My leg is really injured…"

These words sounded so powerless, as if she was trying to cover it up.

The reporters immediately asked, "Then how did you run here?"

"Chahat, your face is clean and there's no swelling or injuries. What's going on?"

"Exactly, she can even run a marathon with her so called injured leg."

"Chahat did you have done a plastic surgery in this short period of to hide the slap marks, please talk with some logic... Even a fool can tell that you are lying."

"The doctor you hired previously is a doctor who has been working with your company for a long time, so are you deliberately perjuring Riya?"

"Chahat, what's your motive for doing this? Is it because you're acting as the second female lead and can't stand Riya, the female lead?"

It had to be said that every question from the reporter was very sharp and pointed to the crux of the matter. When put together, it was the truth of Chahat's heart.

"I'm not, I didn't…" Chahat denied, but at this moment, she had already lost all credibility.

Not only did the reporters at the scene refuse to believe it, even the netizens watching the live broadcast refused to believe it.

"I'm sorry, Riya."

"Sigh, we were really fooled by this woman."

"She treated us like knives and spears against Riya. Not only did she have evil intentions, she was also very vicious."

"I've already told you guys that Riya is not that kind of person. You guys just didn't believe me!"

"Apologize to Riya."

"How could Chirag have such a cousin?"

"The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Who knows if Chirag and Chahat are jackals of the same tribe?"

At the scene, the reporters that Chahat had hired silently retreated. Although they had been paid for the job, they were too ashamed to face their peers after seeing how Chahat was exposed.

Riya walked over.

The reporters made way for her when they saw her approaching.

Riya was wearing a black down jacket, which made her look even more beautiful and stunning.

She looked at Chahat indifferently. "Chahat, so you lied to me? To think that I felt guilty about hurting your face during filming. I really wanted to apologize and compensate you."

"I didn't! It's all your fault! You framed me!" Chahat thought of her own feet. "What tricks did you use to trick me?! Riya, you did it on purpose. You set everything up."

Riya raised her eyebrows. "Really?"

The reporters at the side could not stand it anymore. They pointed at Chahat and said, "We were here the whole day and witnessed everything that happened. You said that Riya framed you, where did it start? Did she purposely make you put on special makeup to deceive us? Did she purposely make you run faster than us after bandaging your leg?"

Chahat didn't know what to say. Her eyes were blazing as she looked at Riya.

This woman, Chahat, was too scary. She had tricked her again and again.

"Riya, Chahat." Director walked over and took a test report from his hand. "Riya, when you were filming today, you pretended to hit Chahat. Your hand was stained with the blood that Chahat spat out. I've asked the doctor to check it. It's syrup and dye."

Director also wanted to resolve the matter as soon as possible, so he and Riya used different methods to prove it.

Chahat's expression became increasingly ugly. The flames in her eyes also gradually disappeared, turning into despair.

Riya smiled and said, "Thank you for your help, Director."

The evidence was conclusive.. Chahat didn't even have a chance to turn things around.