Quennel, who had remained silent on the sofa, had ignored Lionel when he first spoke to him.


    But now that even an elder was starting to doubt him after hearing Lionel''s words, he could no longer stay quiet.


    "Mr. Edward Rosenberg, as my mother just said, yesterday''s meeting was primarily about Lionel. It had nothing to do with me. Leaking this information would only bring me harm, not benefits. Why would I do such a thing?"


    Even in such a high-pressure, tense atmosphere, Quennel spoke with a calm andposed demeanor, seemingly unaffected.


    Hisposed manner only made the three elders trust him more.


    After all, they had watched Quennel grow up, and they knew his character better than anyone.


    Under normal circumstances, they would have believed Quennel without question.


    But this was different. With only three suspects, Quennel and Mrs. Mary Rosenberg were now both under suspicion as well.


    "Lionel, if you''re saying I did it, then please present evidence to prove it. If you have no evidence, then please don''t make such baseless usations.”


    Quennel slowly lifted his eyelids, looking at Lionel with a hint of amusement.


    On his way here, he had already contacted the people he''d used.


    They were smart. They were already on a ne out of the country, which meant there was no one to testify against him.


    No matter how much they investigated, it would never lead back to him, and he wasn''t a major suspect anyway.


    So, even if the investigation yielded no results, Lionel would remain the most likely culprit.


    "If we''re talking about making baseless usations without evidence, wasn''t Mr. Michael Rosenberg the first to do that?" Lionel said, looking at Mr. Michael Rosenberg before continuing.


    "Of course I''m not saying your suspicion of me is wrong. I am, after all, a prime suspect. But as you said every


    rything requires evidence


    Without it, you can''t just use people indiscriminately."


    Lionel Rosenberg saw the confidence in Quennel''s expression and had a strong suspicion that he had a backup n.


    He realized that investigating this matter might be pointless. He had underestimated this man; Quennel was far too cunning.


    “Lionel, if you im you didn''t do it, then prove it. Who else could it have been?"


    Mr. Michael Rosenberg, incensed that Lionel had talked back to him, nearly threw his cane at him.


    "I have no evidence to prove my innocence, because you wouldn''t believe any proof


    I presented. Besides, I don''t need to prove I didn''t do it, because I didn''t."


    After saying this, Lionel sighed


    deeply. He pinched the bridge of his nose, thought for a few seconds, and then said, "If all the elders are convinced that I did this, then you can investigate. I will remain at the estate during that time, and you can have someone watch me 24/7.


    your find any proof that I was responsible, I will voluntarily leave the Rosenberg family and cut all ties, forever."


    Lionel spoke with a grave tone, his resolute and fearless demeanor causing the


    elders to waver.