GoodNovelChapter 1764
Matthew smiled lightly as he said, "As | said, | was the one who organized the content in this flash drive. The real
ledger is in this file. You said that | fabricated these data, but is it truly fabricated if Macon was the only one who
personally wrote the ledger? If you think I'm faking it, how about we let everyone here do the verification?"
Hearing that, Alfred instantly bectongue-tied. After a long while, he stalked his neck and denied his nasty
deeds, "Who says you can't fabricate these data? T-There are many who can imitate other people's handwriting
these days. Who knows if you've hired someone to imitate Master Rathbone's handwriting!"
Seeing this, Matthew sneered, "Master Huntington, your argument is meaningless. Nothing can be used as
evidence according to your logic, but... I can understand why you're reacting this way. After all, the Huntingtons
are also involved in this matter. Sure enough, you'll stubbornly deny it."
As soon as this statement cout of Matthew's mouth, it instantly drew the whispers of everyone around. The
Stonedale members looked at Alfred with animosity and vigilance.
It's precisely like Matthew said-Master Huntington's constant opposition and chicanery simply indicates that
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthere is indeed a problem with the accounts.
Parting his lips, Alfred tried to defend himself, yet he could not utter a rebuttal statement.
At this moment, another head of the family suddenly stood up and stated aloud, "Hmph! Larson, | don't believe
the account you showed us is real. Everyone, let's verify it together and clear Master Rathbone and Master
Huntington's names!"
One after another, the other heads of the family supported this remark.
In reality, these people no longer believed in Macon and Alfred.
They, too, were dying to see the content in this file. However, they could not take it directly from Matthew and
look at it. Hence, they could only cup with this excuse that seemed like they wanted to clear Macon and
Master Huntington's names when in fact, they just wanted to see what was inside the file.
Watching these people pick up the file, Alfred hurriedly said, "Why do you guys still bother to look at it? T-This is
obviously fabricated. What's the point of you looking at it? It's too easy to falsify handwriting these days. Too
many people can imitate other people's handwriting. We simply can't trust these things!"
Alfred was tremendously anxious. He wanted to stop them, yet no one paid him any attention.
Feeling helpless with the situation, Alfred could only look at Macon.
Although Macon's face was livid with anger, he had no intention of stopping them. It was as if he had already
accepted his fate. In the end, Alfred could only sigh helplessly after he saw Macon looking like this. How can |
stop them when even Macon doesn't want to stop them?
After reading the content in the file, the faces of these several families of Stonedale turned ashen. That was
because what they saw was exactly the sas the content displayed on the screen. In other words, Neverland
Pharmaceuticals really did have a secret account.
The Rathbones, the Huntingtons, and the Albrights took most of Neverland Pharmaceuticals’ profits, whereas the
rest of the seven families only received a small portion of profits.
Neverland Pharmaceuticals, which was jointly invested by the Ten Greatest Families, turned out to be the 'cash
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmmachine’ for the Rathbones, the Huntingtons, and the Albrights, while the rest of the families could not even get
a single scoop of the huge profits.
Not to mention the rest of these seven families-anyone would find such a situation to be unacceptable!
At this moment, the head of the Jacksons picked up the secret account and looked at Macon with anger. "Master
Rathbone, care to explain?"
He would never dare to talk to Macon in such a demeanor if it was in the past. However, he could not care less
now, for he was really pissed off. Moreover, with so many people siding with him, he naturally dared to
interrogate Macon.
Like him, the other heads of the family also looked at Macon in a very threatening manner.
With an indifferent expression, Macon slowly stood up and replied, "I can't explain it!"
At once, everyone's facial expression changed as they were dumbfounded by Macon's reply. Meanwhile, Alfred
hurriedly added, "Master Rathbone, w-who says you can't explain it? This is obviously fake. Tell them! It's
Matthew who imitated your handwriting and fabricated the data. Are all of you numbskull? Can't you tell if this is
real or fake?!"
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