Eleanor Sterling looked at Ronan Keating and said, "Can I borrow your big screen to show something? You don’t mind, do you?"
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Claire Truman hurriedly clutched Ronan Keating, somewhat panicked, "Ronan, don’t trust her. She’s definitely forged evidence to harm me."
"Harm you? I swear to heaven, this evidence isn’t fabricated at all. If you didn’t do it, why are you so scared?"
Claire Truman was extremely frightened, worried that Eleanor Sterling really had evidence in her hands.
Simon Truman quickly stepped forward, "Claire, don’t be afraid. If she really forged evidence, I definitely won’t let her get away with it."
The guests also voiced their support.
"That’s right, Miss Truman, we’re all watching."
"You won’t be wronged, that’s for sure."
"Let her show the evidence."
Mrs. Truman stepped forward, angrily pointing at Eleanor Sterling, "Are you all crazy? This woman is Yvette Ray’s accomplice. She’s deliberately here to ruin the wedding. Don’t be fooled by her, throw them out together!"
Some servants stepped forward, ready to act.
"Who dares touch her." Alaric Faulkner walked forward from the back, his deep eyes carrying anger, his aura suddenly exploding, making people not dare to advance further.
The servants looked at each other, unsure if they should proceed.
This was Alaric Faulkner; they seemed unable to provoke him, and everyone’s gaze turned toward Mrs. Truman.
Mrs. Truman gritted her teeth, thinking of the earlier discussions about Eleanor Sterling. She was very likely to become the future matriarch of the Faulkner Family.
Tristan Keating said in a deep voice, "Let her show it!"
With his words, no one dared to disobey.
Eleanor Sterling slightly curled her lips, turning to signal to Estelle Sterling and Caleb Faulkner in the corner.
The two of them gave an OK hand gesture.
Claire Truman felt she was finished.
The two directly blacked out the big screen, which originally displayed the bride and groom’s wedding photos, and instantly showed other images.
Several screenshots of transfer records were boldly displayed.
Claire Truman obviously wouldn’t be foolish enough to use her own account, but the owners of these accounts more or less had connections with her.
Some were her assistants, some were friends.
One of the accounts belonged to a card she had hidden extremely well under her own name.
All these transfer records pointed to one person...
The perpetrator who committed the crime!
Claire Truman’s face turned frighteningly pale. Collecting these transfer records wasn’t easy.
She had long dealt with everything to frame Yvette Ray, but she hadn’t expected these things to be traced so clearly.
How on earth did Eleanor Sterling manage to trace this?
After seeing the evidence one by one, the guests were stunned and began discussing it.
"Oh my god, does this prove that it was Claire Truman who paid the perpetrator back then?"
"Although only one account is Claire’s, all these people have connections with her!"
"Claire Truman is the eldest lady of The Truman Family, could she really have done such a thing?"
"If it’s true, it’s a terrifying thought."
"Then Ronan Keating has been together with the enemy who harmed his mother all these years? Hiss... The woman he cherished and loved harmed his mother, just thinking about it makes you angry for him."
Claire Truman heard the discussions and began to panic.
She was instantly flustered and could only angrily shout, "No, really! These are fake! Quickly get rid of these things!"
The only one who knew the truth was Mrs. Truman. She felt things couldn’t go on .
If this accusation was indeed proven, then Claire would be ruined!