Joseph slammed his fist in frustration, "Those stupid fools!"
Archbishop Beaumont's face was a portrait of embarrassment—just moments ago, the Crown Prince had been quietly discussing matters, but now he was on the verge of shouting. And here they were, atop the Holy Hall...
Beaumont had no choice but to raise his voice desperately, attempting to drown out His Highness's *blasphemous* behavior.
Mirabeau furrowed his brow further, "Your Highness, this report doesn't present any solid evidence; the suspicion regarding fraudulent orders is merely Viscount Carolina's conjecture.
"With just this, it will be difficult to persuade the factory owners. After all, they're all eager to capitalize and make a fortune...
"Furthermore, from what we can see, the transaction procedures and orders appear legitimate. I mean, it's quite challenging to determine which orders are fraudulent and which are genuine.
