"I don't," Ivy smirked; there was a challenge in her eyes, as if she was daring Julia to continue. Yet from the corner where Julia couldn't see, Ivy's hand moved.
"I will make a fake report claiming that Silas wants to hoard the firearms and is maybe planning a rebellion." Julia felt satisfied with her smartness. Now that she had caught the fox's tail, she would make sure to expose it.
"Oh?" Ivy sounded curious, a glint flashing in her eyes. "But where is the proof?"
"Proof?" Julia laughed as if she had heard a joke. "When planting suspicion, we don't need proof. At most, I will fabricate fake bills that demonstrate, on paper, how you purchased all the firearms."
"Ah? That's awful then." Ivy shook her head, expressing her regret, and stood up, intending to leave. Julia didn't stop her, her hands clasped in front of her, thinking she had won this round.
"By the way, I have something intriguing. I will play it before I leave." Ivy paused and then turned on the recording.
