"Oh, right, the account number that sent me the money is 98724****. You can check it. The money was transferred the day before you were kidnapped. The original deal was for five million—three million upfront and the remaining two million after the job was done. But since you didn't die, I only got the three million."
"…"
Mrs. Yates, who had been crying, snapped her head up the moment she heard Vivian Yates's name.
Her face was a mask of disbelief as she listened to the recording. "What is this?!" she asked, agitated.
"Don't you have a clue?" Annabelle Linton brandished the black recording pen in her hand and raised an eyebrow at her. "Or do you just not want to believe it?"
Mrs. Yates indeed couldn't believe it. She stared at Annabelle Linton in shock, her face pale but her expression resolute as she said, "Are you saying Vivian hired someone to kidnap you? No, my daughter would never do something like that!"
