Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 431: Despicable is the pass for the despicable

As Sean expected, Luxembourg handed Leslie over to the British Supreme Court a week after the arrest of Leslie. The British Supreme Court made the final judgment. However, the British Supreme Court naturally made some concessions and reached some agreements with the local Luxembourg nobles represented by the Bourbon family.

As for the Capet family's property and inherited assets, etc., since the Windsor family, the Habsburg family and Sean had all been prepared, naturally the three of them took the fattest piece of meat, and the rest was divided up by several families such as the Bourbon. The huge Capet family collapsed in an instant.

Among them, Sean took over almost all the shipping and air transportation industries that originally belonged to the Capet family, and merged them all into two companies and operated them as subsidiaries under the RFG Group. This was just convenient for his arms business and was a perfect match. In the future, when there are orders that need to be transported by sea or air, he will no longer need to use the Capet family's brand. This is very important for an arms dealer.

For this purpose, he also specially recruited two professional managers to manage the two companies. Although it is not uncommon for professional managers to take over their employers' companies, Sean is not an ordinary employer. As a man with a gun, he is not afraid of these vultures. As long as they are not fools, they will not do this, unless they are tired of living. Of course, the premise is that Sean will not fall. Once he shows signs of falling, that's another story.

After getting everything done, Sean called Fiona's number again.

beep...beep...

"Sean...what's going on?"

Fiona's somewhat haggard voice came from the other end of the phone. It was obvious that she had not been doing well recently.

"Fiona, are you okay? I was worried about you."

Sean asked in a gentle and concerned tone.

"Haha, please don't be hypocritical, Sean. If it weren't for you, the Capet family wouldn't have ended up like this, and my brother Leslie wouldn't have been arrested as a terrorist. If I'm not mistaken, you plan to let him die in prison, right?"

Fiona became a little excited when she heard Sean's concerned greeting. She had been thinking a lot during this period and often fell into regret and couldn't extricate herself.

In the final analysis, it was all her own fault for being blind. If she had not been easily conquered by Sean, the subsequent troubles would not have happened, and her brother Leslie would naturally not have become enemies with Sean, and the cooperation between the two families would still be very pleasant. This was her true thought.

She hated herself for being tricked by Sean with just a few words, and she hated him even more for flirting with her even though he already had a wife and children.

"No, Fiona, you are wrong. It was your brother Leslie who was ready to attack me first, so I was forced to fight back. You know, if I hadn't been more skilled, I might have been sent to hell by Leslie by now, and you would have married a loser with ulterior motives. Is this what you want?"

Sean frowned. Fiona was in such a bad state. Leslie sent her to live in China, so Leslie probably knew which city Fiona was in. If he wanted to use this to coerce the other party, it would be best if he could tell Fiona's location right away. Only in this way would Leslie believe it and it would be easier for him to achieve his goal.

"Does all this still matter? Now you have destroyed the entire Capet family with your own hands, and you are going to kill my only relative in this world, you!"

Fiona was so emotional that she couldn't stop crying. Only those who had experienced it personally could understand the pain of family destruction and losing loved ones. What's more, the instigator was her beloved one, and even she herself was a driving force.

"Yes, it was me, but so what? I just had no choice. What's more, don't forget that if you hadn't reminded me, I would have been the one to die, and your brother, Leslie, would have sent me to hell and taken over my RFG Group. Is that what you want? Is that what you think? Do you want this, Fiona?"

Sean asked in a fierce voice. He was not the kind of person who could only coax women and had no temper.

As we all know, when a couple quarrels, the one who speaks louder is definitely right, or in other words, the one who makes unreasonable demands is more likely to get the other person to bow down.

"No...I didn't...it's not like that, I never thought about it that way!"

Fiona was stunned by Sean's question, and then shook her head. It was really uncomfortable to be caught between family affection and love.

"Fiona, things have already happened and there is no way they can be changed. I know you don't think so, but do you really want this result?"

Seeing the other party's tone soften, Sean immediately softened his tone and said, "Fiona, this is the result of your brother's instigation. It's not your fault, and it's not what I want either. But I have no choice, and I don't want it!"

When it comes to making trouble for no reason, it is very important to know when to stop. As long as the other party shows signs of softening, it is best to quit, especially as a man. Otherwise, it is likely to cause a rebound, making the situation that had been eased even worse, which is not worth the loss.

The most important thing is to put yourself in the position of a passive victim and let the other party know that you are just forced into it. You must know how to disguise yourself as a victim and that you are just forced to fight back.

No matter what happens, the real victim may not necessarily get the sympathy he deserves, but it is very likely that someone who pretends to be a victim will get it.

"So you called today just to tell me this, right?"

Fiona put away her emotions, her voice still choked. She really couldn't blame Sean in this matter, because Sean was telling the truth. Their struggle for interests was a life-and-death struggle. It was nothing more than Leslie losing and Sean winning, that's all, and she couldn't do anything.

"Can you tell me... where are you?"

Sean's tone returned to gentleness and he spoke with concern.

"I don't want to see you right now. I need some quiet time."

Fiona shook her head. She really didn't know how to face Sean. They were now sworn enemies, but also lovers, and she was pregnant with his child.

"Fiona, I'm worried about you, and you're pregnant with my child. No matter what, let me know where you are. Even if you don't want to see me now, there are some things that you have to face anyway. Do you want to escape?"

Sean naturally won't give up easily.

"..."

On the other end of the phone, Fiona fell silent. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but finally held it back and said nothing.

"Chengdu, Luhu Lake."

In the end, Fiona told Sean the city she was in.

"I understand. Whether you hate me or want to avenge your brother, I will come back to see you after a while."

Sean achieved his goal and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"I'm dead."

Fiona hung up the phone after she finished speaking. She was now feeling confused, a little nervous, but also a little expectant.

Sean listened to the busy tone on the phone, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he gently clenched his palm: "Fiona, I know you can't escape from my palm..."

……

In the luxurious prison cell of the London Detention House, Leslie was sitting on the sofa in prison uniform, watching TV.

This is how it is in this evil capitalist country. As long as you have money, even if you are a prisoner, you can enjoy the special treatment that others only want. It is called a prison cell, but it is actually a luxurious one-bedroom and one-living room room with air conditioning, TV, sofa and other living facilities. It is obvious that it is specially designed for wealthy criminals. It is no exaggeration to say that if such a room is in a hotel, it will cost about 30-60 pounds, which is equivalent to 300-600 RMB!

Ding Dong!

Someone rang the doorbell of the room. Look, how polite! The police actually rang the doorbell to enter the prisoner's cell instead of directly knocking on the door with a baton!

It’s simply the most ridiculous thing in the world!
Leslie heard the doorbell ring, so he stood up and opened the door. He was stunned to see that besides the prison guard, there was also a mature woman who looked to be in her forties with a strong aura standing outside the door.

The real reason why he was stunned was that he knew this woman, Diana, Sean's personal lawyer!
"Mr. Capet, this Ms. Diana is here to visit you."

The prison guard explained and turned around and left.

"Please come in, Lady Diana."

Although Leslie was a little confused as to why the other party came to visit him, he still invited him into the room.

"Thank you, Mr. Capet."

Diana said thank you and entered the room. She casually looked around the environment and a hint of envy flashed in her eyes. This is what rich people are like. Even in jail, they have to stay in such a luxurious suite.

"Ms. Diana, is there anything Sean wants to tell me?"

Leslie naturally knew that the other party would not come to visit him for no reason. As Sean's personal lawyer, it could only be that Sean wanted to achieve some purpose on him, so the other party was sent over. But he really didn't know what the other party could want from him now that he had become a prisoner.

"Mr. Cape, Boss asked me to bring you a message."

Diana collected her thoughts and said to Leslie.

"Please go ahead, Lady Diana."

Leslie frowned. He knew with his ass that the other party couldn't be up to no good, but he was indeed curious. If Sean wanted to say something to him, he had to send someone to contact him.

"Boss asked me to tell you that he can't sleep or eat well while you're alive!"

Diana said as she adjusted her glasses on her nose.

"laugh!"

Leslie sneered and said, "Ms. Diana, Sean's words really make me confused. Hasn't my fate been arranged by them? I will be tried, and then die in prison, commit suicide or have an accident. What else can he worry about?"

Diana shook her head and said, "Boss said that there might be some variables in prison, and he doesn't want that to happen."

Leslie fell on the sofa and said mockingly, "Why, is he scared? Has he become less courageous because he has done so many bad things?"

Diana remained unmoved and said, "Mr. Capet, I don't know what the boss thinks, and I don't know what's going on between you. I'm just responsible for delivering a message."

Leslie stretched out his hand, made a gesture of invitation and said, "Okay, now that you have delivered your message, you can go."

Diana shook her head and said, "Boss has another saying. He said, even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, but he is more poisonous than wolves, tigers and leopards!"

Leslie narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous aura emanated from his entire body: "What does he mean?"

Diana opened her red lips and uttered a word slowly: "Chengdu!"

Immediately, Leslie's pupils shrank sharply, and he stood up from the sofa abruptly, grabbing Diana's collar with both hands, staring at her like a devil, and said fiercely: "What did you say?"

Diana was not affected by him at all, and her expression did not change at all: "Boss said that if you want your family to be reunited, he can make it happen, but if you don't want to, he needs you to... assault the police on the way to prison after being tried!"

Leslie stared at Diana fiercely. After a while, he let go of her collar dejectedly and sat down on the sofa in a daze: "I... know what to do..."

He didn't expect Sean to be so despicable, but he had to admit that Sean's attack hit his soft spot completely. He was doomed to die, it was just a matter of one day earlier or later. But Fiona was different, she could still live well.

As for whether Sean would really do what he said, he had no doubt about it, but he didn't dare to gamble. He personally thought that based on his understanding of Sean, there was a high probability that the other party would do what he said.

Cold-blooded is Sean's synonym!

"Please take care, Mr. Capet."

Seeing the other party's distraught look, Diana said no more. After all, she had already said what she wanted to say. As for what to do, that was Leslie's business.

"Sean, I deserved to lose to you, because I... am not as despicable as you..."

Leslie sat on the sofa and let Diana push the door and leave. He suddenly thought of a poem.

Meanness is the passport of the mean, this poem is the best interpretation of Sean!

After walking out of the London detention center, Diana took out her cell phone and called Sean.

"Diana, is it done?"

Sean's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I've already said it. Judging from his performance, he should know what he should do."

Diana recalled what Leslie looked like just now.

"very good."

After hanging up the phone, Sean stood in front of the French window, looking at the employees sweating on the outdoor training ground below, muttering to himself.

"Leslie, please don't make things difficult for me..."

(End of this chapter)