Julien had ants in his pants at this moment, eagerly awaiting the news of the Four-Sided Treasure Tower's return to Oskia to be announced. He wondered how Harrison, who regarded the treasure tower as his precious, would react to the news. He wouldn't dare to say it out loud, but his greatest wish now was that Harrison would have a heart attack or even die in great shock and devastation. In that case, he could immediately become the head of the Rothschild family, and no one could challenge his status and majesty. While he was full of anticipation, he had no idea that Charlie, who was grinning, was secretly scheming against him. At this moment, Zekeiah had already taken the helicopter carrying Mr. Zorro's body back to the Acker family-owned aviation company's heliport. On the other hand, Hank, who was a top agent, had also quietly slipped into the surveillance room of Manhattan Hospital. After Zekeiah landed on the apron, he asked the staff to tow the helicopter into the han
Hank accepted the order immediately. After ending the call, he mobilized several helicopters on standby to fly to the Acker family's aviation company. - Meanwhile, in one of the helicopter hangars of the aviation company. After seeing on the flight software that the private jet he had booked had taken off smoothly and was flying toward Eastcliff, Zekeiah pulled out the fuel supply pipe specially used to refill aircraft gasoline for small helicopters from the hangar. After pulling the fuel pipe to the side of the helicopter, he opened the cabin door and pulled the pipe directly into the cockpit. He sat down, stepped on the fuel pipe to fix it, then lifted Mr. Zorro's body and made him sit upright on the seat before picking up his head and reattaching it to his severed neck. Afterward, he took out an exquisite Dunhill lighter from his pocket, held it in one hand, and held the fuel supply switch of the pipe with the other hand. He then sat motionlessly, almost as if he was wai
Charlie had used Reiki to manipulate Zekeiah psychologically. Fleur might discover that if she came into contact with the corpse. Therefore, the best way was to destroy the corpse completely. As the flames shot out from the lighter, the oil and gas in the entire cabin were instantly ignited. Bang! A burst of flame gushed out from the cabin door, instantly igniting the fuel that had spilled all over the floor. Terrified, Hank and his men hurried out of the hangar. A few seconds later, the entire hangar was engulfed in a sea of fire. The hangar's fire suppression system was instantly activated, but it had no effect at all against such a fierce blaze. The excruciatingly high temperature charred the bodies of both Zekeiah and Mr. Zorro. Hank, who witnessed the whole scene while hiding outside the hangar, retreated and called Harrison. Harrison's cold voice echoed from the other end of the line as soon as the call was answered, "Did you find him?" "Y-Yes, sir, but..." Hank
The reason for Harrison's panic was that he had once heard his parents talking about the ancient and mysterious organization called the Qing Eliminating Society. Although he didn't know much about it, his parents had advised him to steer clear of it if he ever stumbled upon the society. It was because they couldn't bribe this organization like others—the Qing Eliminating Society preferred to have their debts paid with lives. And when these people started going after lives, they damn well loved wiping out entire families. However, in the United States, only prominent old-money families like the Rothschilds had heard of the existence of the Qing Eliminating Society, and the name was unknown to most people here. The composition of the upper class in the United States was very complicated. Some of them were the new rich, born from the internet era and the global financial industry after the rise of Silicon Valley and Wall Street financial markets. They were wealthy but lacked a
Once Charlie informed them that there was a fire, it meant that Zekeiah was dead. Roro was the nickname for the Rothschild family, which meant that someone from the family might contact Keith soon. Before that, Charlie had informed Keith of his plan, and Merlin knew about it too. And now, Merlin was with Keith, Christian, and Kaeden at the signing banquet of the domestic aircraft manufacturer. After receiving Charlie's message, Merlin walked up to Keith and whispered, "Lord Acker, there is a fire. Roro may call you." Keith was taken aback for a second before gently nodding as he answered, "Okay." Charlie's speculation was right. Harrison, who was in a panic, first ordered Hank and his team to retreat before calling Keith, who was far away in Oskia. He and Keith rarely met, but as the heads of the two largest families in the United States, they had each other's contact information. When Keith saw Harrison's caller ID on his phone screen, he knew that Charlie had guesse
Keith could tell that Harrison was on the verge of desperation when he said the last statement. So, he feigned surprise and asked, "Dude, did you force Zekeiah to his death?" "Of course, not!" Harrison grumbled dejectedly. "Do you think I would do that over such a menial thing?" "Why not?" Keith chuckled. "He was a member of the Qing Eliminating Society and knew many of the organization's secrets. You forced him into a desperate situation, so he had to die to show his loyalty to them. If he didn't die, all of his family members would be executed." "Fuck!" Harrison gritted his teeth and cursed. "What should I do? Would the organization think I forced him to his death? But I haven't done anything! I just wanted to keep an eye on that antique dealer and get my things back, that's all." By this time, Harrison was on the verge of collapsing from the misery. It was not because he couldn't handle the stress, but such a problem would make anyone uncomfortable. The Qing Eliminatin
Harrison didn't even want to talk to his sons about what had just happened. He knew very well that his pampered and well-protected descendants would not only be hopeless when it came to solutions but might even make matters worse. Based on his understanding of his descendants, if he told them about the matter, there would definitely be some idiots who would swear to wipe out the Qing Eliminating Society to win his favor. Therefore, Keith was the only one with whom he could discuss the matter. After all, Keith had a connection—albeit a bad one—with the Qing Eliminating Society. He was also his senior as well as the elite few of the business community, hence, they shared the same level of thinking and worldview. Harrison cleared his throat and asked sincerely, "Can you please help me weigh the situation and advise me on what to do?" Keith pretended to give it some thought and advised, "You don't have to worry too much. Your top priority now is to keep the news under wraps. As
After thinking it over, Harrison felt that Keith's suggestion was worth a shot. Keith comforted him, "Relax. As long as you can get rid of the bodies cleanly, you are basically safe. When the truth comes out, from how the Qing Eliminating Society would see it, this case is more about me than you." "How so?" Harrison asked curiously. Keith explained, "Think about it. Firstly, I am the organization's enemy. Secondly, Zekeiah is supposedly my son-in-law. Thirdly, the aviation company is my family's asset. If the Qing Eliminating Society finds out that Zekeiah died in the fire, who do you think they would suspect more? You or me?" Keith's explanation made Harrison heave a sigh of relief. He covered the microphone and whispered under his breath, "He's right! This matter has more to do with him. I'll just clean the scene and hide all the people involved, and no one will know I was behind this!" Upon thinking of this, he cleared his throat and lamented, "But this has nothing to do