The appearance of a piece of paper drew everyone's gaze.
Before anyone could pick it up and look, Mason Bennett took out his phone and placed it on the coffee table alongside it.
Vivian Thornecroft looked at the paper and phone on the table, her eyes darkening slightly.
She knew that what was displayed there must be the so-called evidence.
He stepped forward, picked up the paper, and read it. Afterward, he laughed.
He held the paper out to everyone.
"Is this what Mr. Bennett calls evidence? A transaction record that can be printed at leisure?"
Yes, it was a transaction record.
The remitter was Vivian Thornecroft.
And the recipient was the name of that truck driver.
Mr. Lawrence saw the words on the paper, furrowing his brow, unfamiliar with the recipient's name.
But given what Mason had said, it was not hard to guess whose name it was.
"Mason, is this what you call evidence?"
Mr. Lawrence also did not believe this was real.
