Neither name in the headline carried any labeling no "mistress," no "affair." Eleanor genuinely hadn't seen herself becoming a national talking point this way.
She hadn't expected to see her own wedding photos up on the internet, of all things.
Photos with Julian, her wedding to him.
Not studio shots, candid frames from the ceremony itself.
Eleanor in a pearl-white off-the-shoulder satin gown, exchanging rings with Julian in a custom-cut black suit.
She could confirm those photos were real. Knew exactly how few people in the Cross family even had access to copies.
The online quality, though, was rough low-res enough that no one could confidently confirm either face.
Wait, is Eleanor secretly Cross Group's young mistress?!
Obviously photoshopped. Fake from a mile away.
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