Chapter 140 A Battle of Words

The shock was visible on everyone present.

The reporters wasted no time, their voices overlapping in a chaotic uproar.

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“If this recording is real, that means the explosion at the Eclipse Group’s warehouse wasn’t an accident at all, it was deliberate. Someone planted a bomb, didn’t they?”

“And based on this recording, it is very likely that the person who planted the bomb was Mr. Jones.”

A tense silence fell over the room.

Jones clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white as he raised his voice. “This is nothing more than some random recording from who knows where! What exactly does it prove? Do you have any evidence that the voice on the call is actually mine? What evidence is there that this bomb is related to Warehouse No. 1?” His words came fast and sharp, each question laced with defiance.

I let out a cold chuckle, slipping my phone back into my pocket before sweeping my gaze across the room and explaining calmly, “This conversation took place on June 30th at precisely 3:20 PM. And just one minute later, at 3:21 PM, the Eclipse Group’s Warehouse No. 1 exploded.”

I turned my eyes back to him, my tone laced with amusement. “As for whether the voice in the recording belongs to you, that’s easy to confirm. A simple voiceprint analysis will make everything clear. I’ve already arranged for a voiceprint analyst to conduct the test. So, tell me, Jones, do you dare to take it?”

Jones’s expression shifted.

had never anticipated that I’d come prepared with such damning evidence. In his opinion, Caden and I –had been on our way to Warehouse No. 1

fists tightened at his sides, his nails nearly digging into his palms. He inhaled deeply; his face darkening as he replied, “Why should I waste my time on such a

arched a brow, my lips curving. “Are you

it lacked any real amusement. “This so–called recording of yours means absolutely nothing.”

recording isn’t yours, why don’t you dare to prove it?” I continued with a bit of sarcasm, “Can

questions made Jones a little flustered. “Ms. Sinclair, this is pure slander! As the head of Eclipse Group’s Fostrau factory, why would I do such a thing? What could I possibly gain from tampering with raw materials? And as for planting a bomb, it was utter

Why would you do something like this as the head of Eclipse Group’s Fostrau factory?” I mimicked his tone

could finish my sentence, a loud and enticing male voice rang out

of this because of Marilyn Schmidt! It’s because of Heartstone Jewels!”

toward the entrance of the

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of confidence that instantly eased my heart, was Caden

has finally

His cold, sharp features were more striking than ever, his tall, imposing figure radiating

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