Chapter 96: The Imposter's Instagram

Upon hearing the name “Henry Jefferson,” a collective scowl marred the faces of everyone present, their minds flashing back to the mafia boss’s marriage announcement on Instagram a few days ago. Anna’s face turned pale, but she quickly countered, “Who can say whether that account is genuine? You've seen nothing but text; there's been no video confirmation from him personally.” Vino, a female contestant who had come along, stared at her in shock. “Anna, it’s Instagram, and it's verified. How could it be fake? Are you losing your mind?” Doubts began to circulate among the others. “It’s not impossible,” someone chimed in. “What can't hackers pull off these days? Perhaps Ms. Lambert paid for that post?” “Exactly,” another agreed. “Remember last year’s Best Actress? She bought her connections in a similar fashion but ended up getting blacklisted.” Anna brushed off her clothes and stood up straight, a smug smile playing on her lips. “I know Jason from Instagram. Maybe I should just ask