“Mr. James Rothschild, may I ask if what you said is true?”
In front of reporters, the moment when James told “the truth,” the audience erupted.
Originally, James, who was identified to be dead in the fire, reappeared before the public. However, compared to what he said next, the shock caused by the “resurrection of the dead” was simply not worth mentioning.
“Yes, what I said is true, truer than the 24k gold ring on my finger!”
“…I repeat once again that the fire that took place in Pilsen wasn’t a terrorist attack but a despicable and shameless murder!” Standing in front of cameras, James Rothschild waved his fist frantically and scolded the conspirators. “As for the murderer, it wasn’t anyone but Carmen Rothschild, my brother.”“Mr. Rothschild, what evidence do you have?” A reporter brought the microphone closer and said quickly, “If your accusation is validated, this will become the most appalling scandal in this century. We need to know more details.”
“Details? You need detail? God, I know my brother too well. He’s a man who can do anything to achieve his goal! Anybody can be a victim, even his allies, even his closest relatives. Don’t believe? Haha, Look at Ber. It’s a beautiful city, isn’t it? You might have forgotten what happened there two years ago, but I will never forget!”
James didn’t answer the reporter’s question directly because he had no evidence at all. Instead, he cleverly threw out even more exciting news. He pushed the terrorist attack two years ago in front of the media, intentionally yet unintentionally linking it to the Rothschilds.
It was a fact.
They were certainly involved in that attack.
After that, Merkel lost the trust of voters, and the New Choice Party came to power. The Jewish Consortium became a direct beneficiary.
Suspicion required no evidence.Whether or not James could produce evidences, his previous remarks already created controversy. It would take time before the scandal become a conspiracy theory. He didn’t need to make any explanations, in fact, he could even just hide from the media to create the illusion that he was being hunted by his own brother and family. This would add persuasiveness to this baseless conspiracy theory.
The report continued, but James Rothschild used the excuse of not feeling well to end the interview. But judging by the swarm of microphones, the reporters who sensed a big story didn’t plan on letting him go.
“This bastard,” said Johnson, gnashing his teeth in rage, his eyes flashed with ferocity. “I advised you to kill him long ago.”
Carmen gloomily stared at the TV. His four fingers holding the glass tapped in order. The reflection of the shaking liquid on the glass didn’t reveal his emotions at the moment.
“Do I need to arrange people to take him out?” Johnson sighed.
“No.” Rothschild shook his head then he suddenly grinned and smiled. “If we acted in anger, they would, in turn, use my brother’s death and frame me as a heartless demon or cold-blooded killer.”
“He’s just an insignificant piece. We don’t need to worry about him.”
“But he intends to fight for inheritance rights with you,” said Johnson, staring at the image on the television.
Carmen suddenly burst out laughing.
“Inheritance? My dear brother is even afraid of leaving Moscow. You expect him to have the guts to go to court against me in Europe?”
Carmen shook his head and finished his glass of red wine. He gazed at the empty glass and hid his contemptuous look. “Compared to my inadequate brother, I’m more worried about what that man might do. It’s regretful that Cham actually failed… things are starting to get interesting.”
“He did something superfluous.” Jiang Chen smiled at James, who was being interviewed at Moscow Square. “I didn’t ask him to expose the event from two years ago.”
The fear of death made Mr. James Rothschild do something extraneous. Obviously, he didn’t believe the Ghost Agents could protect him from his brother, or he never believed Jiang Chen intended to protect him.
So, he deliberately exposed a conspiracy to the media – he knew the inside story of the incident from two years ago.
Nothing was worse than death. People respected death and respected the words of the dead.
It was impossible for people to believe him just from his words alone. The Rothschilds were the perpetrators of the terrorist attacks. However, if he died as “the only insider,” it would be easy for people to connect the dots together.
“Do you need me to warn him?” Ayesha stuffed the buttered toast in her mouth as she chewed and murmured.
“No.” Jiang Chen shook his head and smiled. “Although he played the card a bit early, the end result wouldn’t be that different … but still, remind him so he won’t make decisions for me in the future.”
“Mhmm.” Ayesha nodded.
After completing the slavery chip implant surgery with Mr. James, Jiang Chen sent him on a flight to Moscow. Mr. James was also quite cooperative. After landing at Moscow International Airport, he immediately stood in front of the media and fulfilled his promise.
“Are you watching the news?”
Holding a plate, Xia Shiyu gracefully sat next to Jiang Chen.
Since the two established a relationship, evenings at the mansion became more and more shameless. Xia Shiyu, who tasted the feeling of intimacy, was more open to Jiang Chen and had a much friendlier attitude toward Ayesha,
The only thing that was somewhat regrettable was due to her thin skin. No matter the amount of time he tried to convince her, she would never sleep with them as a group of three again.
It was Saturday. Xia Shiyu got up a bit later and breakfast changed from an egg to a fruit salad, which was more difficult to make. Jiang Chen was very skeptical that the meat-free breakfast could really be filling, but since she was used to it, he didn’t say anything.
After breakfast, Ayesha diligently brought the plate to the kitchen, leaving only Jiang Chen and Xia Shiyu in the dining room.
Jiang Chen looked up at the clock and said something abruptly.
“I might have to leave for a few days.”
Xia Shiyu looked over and she didn’t seem surprised. Obviously, she was accustomed to Jiang Chen’s regular disappearances. Although she was curious where he actually went, she never asked.
After a moment of silence, Jiang Chen seemed to make up his mind. He said, “I used to hide a lot of things from you. From Future 1.0, I’ve been ambiguous about the origin of these things. I didn’t plan to hide these things from you forever. I’ve always thought that when the time was right, I’d be truthful with you.”
“When I come back this time, I will tell you everything—”
