Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 427 Let him disappear
After Leslie hung up the phone, he called the butler again. He knew very well that he was doomed to die. The British royal family would not let him go, and Sean would not let him go either. The Habsburg family would certainly take the opportunity to snatch a piece of meat from the Capet family. Moreover, there must be more people with fangs and sharp teeth ready to take advantage of the situation and tear a piece of meat from the Capet family, including the Bourbon family and Braganza, the collateral branch of the Capet family. This was destined to be a feast for a large group of vultures, and the ones who could eat the most would naturally be the Windsor family, the Habsburg family and Sean.

He had no doubt that Ryan played an important role in this matter, but it was not clear what it was.

"Master, are you looking for me?"

The gray-haired old butler returned to the study again, looking at Leslie with worried eyes. He was a little hesitant about whether to tell him the bad news he had just received. Leslie's current condition made him doubt whether he could withstand any more blows.

"Cancel Fiona's wedding. It's no longer necessary."

Leslie didn't notice anything unusual about the old butler, he just waved his hand with a bleak expression.

The reason for letting Fiona get married quickly was to save the family's face and her reputation, but now the family is about to collapse, so there is naturally no need to let Fiona marry someone she doesn't like. Moreover, without the support of the Capet family, given how Fiona treated Cook before, if she really married him, her miserable life after marriage can be imagined.

"Then Cook..."

The old butler asked tentatively.

"Let him disappear. This is the price and risk he should take if he wants to marry into the Capet family. We can only blame him for his bad luck."

Leslie said without hesitation.

As a man, he naturally knew that Cook's existence would irritate Sean. Although Sean was not an ordinary man, he might be more extreme. By then, he might not even be able to save Fiona. Therefore, it would be better to let that guy disappear completely.

"I understand, Patriarch, but there is one more thing I want to ask you..."

The old butler nodded, then spoke hesitantly.

"Just tell me what's going on. No matter what happens now, it won't be any worse."

Leslie waved his hand indifferently, he had a clear view of the current situation. No matter what happened, it would not have any impact on the final result, and it was almost impossible for things to turn around. Sean was taking two approaches at the same time and his actions were too fast, and he had no time to react at all.

"Someone is attacking us in the business and stock markets. Our industries are being targeted and... acquired!"

When the old butler saw Sean's look, he knew that he was in despair. In fact, the situation was so dire that if nothing unexpected happened, there would be almost no possibility for the Capet family to fight back or overcome the difficulties. They would not even have a chance to survive.

"Oh, so it's a three-pronged approach, Sean, you're really ruthless!"

Leslie understood as soon as he heard it. He had just thought that the Habsburg family could not stay out of it and must be playing some role in it. He didn't expect that they were waiting here.

However, although it is somewhat unexpected, it seems reasonable. The Habsburg family is now an alternative business family.

Unexpectedly, it makes sense.

The current Habsburg family is mainly active in the political and military fields of Germany and Austria, but they have also made certain achievements in business. They are also present in the fields of steel, railways, tires, finance, construction, etc.

"Master, how should we deal with this?"

The old butler still held a glimmer of hope in his heart. Having stayed in the Capet family for decades, he still had deep feelings for the Capet family. At least he absolutely did not want the Capet family to fall so easily.

"Uncle Zack, how many years have you served the Capet family?"

Leslie asked irrelevantly.

"To put it simply, it has been 42 years and three months since the day when the old patriarch chose me to join the Capet family."

The old butler Zack said with his head slightly lowered.

"Yes, when you were working for the Capet family, I was not even there yet. I still remember. You held me in your arms when I was a child. In the blink of an eye, I became the new head of the family, your hair turned gray, and my father passed away. The Capet family is also going to disappear, and I have become the sinner of the Capet family..."

Leslie's tone was full of emotion, mixed with a strong sense of despair and self-mockery. When he first took over the position of head of the family, he was also ambitious. He was confident that he could continue the glory of the Capet family and make it more glorious than when his father was alive. However, he did not expect that he would eventually ruin the entire family.

"Master, who can say the outcome is decided until the last moment? Please cheer up!"

The old butler Zack consoled him.

"No need to say more. The Capet family has reached its end. There is no chance. Uncle Zack, after I finish the Cook matter, I would like to trouble you to send Fiona to China for me. Then... it is time for you to retire."

Leslie waved his hands. Although people said that victory or defeat could not be determined until the last moment, he could not see any hope of a comeback now. All he could do was to save Fiona.

He absolutely did not trust Sean. Although Fiona was pregnant with Sean's child, Sean was not a person that could be judged by common sense. As the saying goes, even a tiger would not eat its own cubs, but humans are more vicious than tigers, and Sean is one of the best. He could not believe that Sean would let a person who had destroyed his family and clan live, let alone keep him by his side as a bedmate. Even though Fiona was pregnant with his child, as a cold-blooded animal, he knew too well that children were not that important to them. If they were gone, they could have another child. Moreover, Sean had an older son. So in his opinion, the probability that Sean would choose to root out the problem would be even greater. It was absolutely undesirable to pin hopes on the other party's kindness. He had to arrange for Fiona to go to China in advance. Only in this way could he really survive.

Firstly, if the other party were to go to China to wipe out the roots, it would cause even greater trouble. Secondly, because Fiona is in China, she will naturally not pose a threat to Sean. In addition, with Fiona and the child in her belly, the other party will be more likely to choose to let Fiona go. Moreover, China is the country with the best public security in the world and the safest country, without a doubt. In the future, Fiona, a woman with a child, might as well live in China instead of hiding in other countries under an assumed name. At least she doesn't have to worry about being found and killed by Sean.

As for the economy, as the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Even if the Capet family is gone, Fiona will still have enough wealth to squander for several lifetimes, and there will be no problem in raising a child.

"But……"

"Okay, no more words, go down and make the arrangements. The faster the better."

The old butler Zack was about to say something when he was interrupted by Leslie's wave of his hand. In the end, he could only sigh and retreat.

……

A Hyundai SUV was parked in front of a two-story villa. Cook returned home after finishing a day's work. Because he and Fiona have not really married yet, he is not living in the Capet family's manor, but still lives in his own villa outside. However, this also has its advantages. At least here he lives by himself and does not have to worry about other people's faces. No one will treat him like a punching bag and beat or scold him at will.

After parking the car, he looked at a Ford SUV Explorer parked not far away with some confusion, but he didn't think much about it. He took out the key and opened the door of his house. But after entering the living room, he was stunned for a moment, because he found that two uninvited guests had come to his house without his knowledge. However, he had a strong psychological quality and wanted to turn around and run away at the first moment. But as soon as this thought came to his mind, he stopped where he was, as if he was cast under a spell, because one of the burly men took out a pistol and pointed it at him.

"Hey man, if you're going to turn around and run, I hope you're faster than this 9mm bullet, otherwise you're going to die a miserable death."

The burly man who pointed the gun at him winked at him with a teasing tone.

"Sir, I don't seem to know you, and I don't think I have offended anyone recently..."

Cook was very sure that he had not offended anyone. At least for now, he didn't think he had any enemies. Could it be the robbers?
"That's not necessarily true, buddy. Maybe you have offended someone you shouldn't have offended. Or... Think about it. If you have thought of it, we will let you go. How about that?"

The sturdy man looked at the other person with a playful look. In fact, he was also very curious about why the boss would send him to capture an ordinary person who had nothing to do with them. However, since the other party could be targeted by the boss, there must be something unusual about him, but he just didn't know it. At least now this guy was still very calm, and most ordinary people probably didn't have this psychological quality.

"Sir, I am very sure that I have not offended anyone, so whatever you want, I can do it. Please don't kill me, I don't want to die yet."

Cook frowned, he was very sure that he had no enemies, and the other party did not look like a robber, so if he wanted to survive, he had to find out what the other party wanted to do. Only when he knew what the other party wanted could he think of countermeasures. He did not want to die so early. He finally got the opportunity to become a member of the Capet family. He only needed to wait until next month to officially move into Hugo Manor. He had suffered so much, swallowed his anger, and allowed Fiona to humiliate and beat him, wasn't it just to become a superior person?
Now that it was almost done, he didn't want to die.

"Hehe, unfortunately, we don't know either, but our Boss wants to meet you, so I hope you can cooperate and don't force us to use violence."

The sturdy man shrugged indifferently, gave up the idea of ​​teasing the other party, stood up, motioned the other party to turn around, then fumbled around the other party for a while, and after confirming that there was no problem, he pushed the other party and said: "Let's go, buddy."

I am the fish and they are the butchers. The other party has a gun and Cook has no choice but to cooperate if he doesn't want to die. Of course, even if the other party doesn't have a gun, he doesn't think that he can defeat two of them with his thin arms and legs.

After getting into the Ford Explorer, Cook asked, "Can you tell me who your boss is? I think he wants to see me, so he probably won't mind me knowing who he is, right?"

Cook tried to get some information out. At least he had to find out who wanted to see him so that he could be mentally prepared and think about how to respond. At the same time, he also used his brain, trying to think about whether he had touched anyone's interests. If he had no enemies, then there would only be a question of interests. But he was the boss of a small company, whose interests could he touch that would cause the other party to send people to kidnap him?

He racked his brains but couldn't figure out who that person was.

"Dude, don't use such cheap means to get information from me. You'll know it after you meet the person. Now all you need to do is shut your mouth, or I don't mind stitching it up for you."

As old experts, they would not be tricked into obtaining any information through such low-level tactics. The other party had made a wrong calculation.

Seeing that the other party was not falling for it at all, Cook was helpless. It was already the limit for him to remain calm. How could he possibly get anything out of the two old men?

When others were doing this, he was still working and studying.

On the winding cement road, a gray van came towards us and the two vehicles passed each other.

The Ford Explorer continued to drive towards the port of Luxembourg, while the van stopped at the door of Cook's house. A man in blue work clothes, a mask and a baseball cap got out of the car, carrying a yellow toolbox in his hand and walked straight to Cook's small villa, glancing at the Hyundai SUV parked outside.

Ok?
He looked at the wheel marks on the road outside with some confusion, then looked at the wheels of the Hyundai car. A trace of doubt arose in his heart, but he did not delve into it. After all, business was more important. He walked straight to the closed door and rang the doorbell, but there was no response from inside. After waiting for a while, he raised his hand and pressed the doorbell again, but still no response, which made him even more confused.

After the doorbell stopped ringing, he stopped trying to ring it. He opened the toolbox, took out a thin wire, inserted it into the keyhole, and gently turned it a few times.

Click!

With a "click", he reached out to turn the doorknob and easily opened the door. Then he took out a Glock 19 compact pistol from his arms, picked it up and carefully entered the house. After a careful search, he made sure that there was no one inside. Recalling the unusual tire marks at the door just now, he became more confused, because there was no sign of other people entering the house, including the doorknob, footprints outside the door, and no extra footprints were found.

(End of this chapter)