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Chapter 270 A fatal blow

Ryan and Carly meet up with Beatrice at a café in Monaco.

"I heard from Charlotte that you two are leaving tomorrow?" Beatrice said to the two with a smile, holding a coffee cup in her hand.

"Before you leave, there's something I want you to look at." Ryan glanced at Carly beside him, who placed two mobile phones on the table.

After watching the recorded video and listening to the audio, Beatrice's face suddenly became serious.

"It's such a shame! How could such a thing happen in Monaco?" Beatrice said indignantly.

"I'd like to ask you to contact reporters in France or Italy," Ryan said.

Ryan had no connections in the European media and could only find local reporters.

Beatrice is a noble and, as Ivanka said, a journalist, so she is the best candidate for cooperation.

"That's no problem." Beatrice was willing to help: "But, if it's just these exchanges, it's not enough to find out the mastermind behind it."

"Don't worry about it. I have my own way." Ryan said.

·
The next afternoon, Ryan and Carly drove to the park entrance again, and of course they did not leave.

The man from yesterday is still here, performing his duties conscientiously.

Ryan and Carly looked at each other.

"See you later." Ryan said.

Carly nodded, took a deep breath, and got out of the car.

Ryan turned the car around and drove directly to the hotel not far away.

Bergman stood at the entrance of the park, his eyes constantly scanning the women passing by, looking for someone to cooperate with.

When Carlie Kloss was still a few meters away from him, Bergman noticed her and immediately recognized her as the one he had chatted up the day before.

Bergman swore that this was definitely the most beautiful woman he had met during his stay in Monaco.

To be precise, she is one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen in my life, especially her long legs, which are extremely hot.

So he took the initiative to take two steps forward and went to meet him.

"Ma'am, what have you thought about it? If possible, I would like to introduce it to you in detail again, just for a few minutes." Bergman said with a smile.

Unlike last time when she quickly passed by, this time Karlie Kloss chose to stand still.

Before Karlie Kloss could even open her mouth, the other party went straight to the topic of remuneration. Since it was the second introduction, the words were much more explicit this time.

"Soon, there will be a luxurious nightclub here, even more luxurious than the one on Ibiza. The lowest consumption to enter the club is by being a multi-millionaire or a direct descendant of a multi-millionaire. You don't even need to do anything. Just chatting and drinking with these guests, your nightly income can exceed 10 euros, and you can even earn more." Bergman grinned.

Carly remembered the words Ryan told her last night, and continued to look at Bergman with curiosity.

"It's dangerous for me to go to that kind of place alone, right?" Carly smiled.

"How could that be? No one forces you to do anything you don't want to do. I promise you." Bergman patted his chest.

Carly then looked around: "I want to go to a more private place where it will be easier to talk."

"Of course, there's a coffee shop nearby."

"Come with me." Carly turned around.

Looking at the slim figure, Bergman immediately chased after her.

"This is..." Bergman found that the other party actually brought him to a hotel.

"I live here now, don't you want to come up?" Carly winked at him.

There is such a good thing? This is really God's blessing!
While he was delighted, Bergman was also a little wary, thinking it might be a trap.

"Are you coming or not?" Seeing the other party stop, Carly frowned and said impatiently.

"I think this place is quite private." Bergman pointed to the sofa next to him.

"Are you afraid, or... not quite able to do it?" Carly's tone was full of sarcasm, and her smile became even more contemptuous.

Bergman looked around again and said, "You'll know in a moment."

The two entered the elevator, went upstairs, walked through the corridor, and came to the door of the room.

"Come in." Carly opened the door.

The smile on Bergman's face suddenly froze, and the picture in his mind suddenly disappeared. He saw a strong man standing at the door. Upon closer inspection, it was Ryan Rivers!

This man is a thorn in the boss's side, and all his subordinates know him.

be cheated!
The moment the thought came to his mind, Bergman's entire body shook violently as if he had been electrocuted, and then he fell uncontrollably.

Ryan dragged the man directly into the room. Carly held a stun gun in her hand. As she pressed the switch, electric arcs continued to emerge from the top, making crackling sounds. She always kept the stun gun in her pocket to prevent the man from doing anything dirty.

Carly followed him into the house and closed the door behind her.

"You scumbag!" Carly gritted her teeth. She felt that this was too easy for the man, and kept stabbing him with the stun gun.

Every time Bergman's body would tremble, he would make a humming sound, and he would almost faint.

When Ryan took the rope, he immediately smelled a foul odor. After thinking about it, he put the rope aside.

"Go get a basin of water." Ryan took the electric shock device from Carly.

Carly then turned around and her slim figure gradually moved away.

"Wow!"

Stimulated by the cold water, Bergman woke up. Looking at Ryan and Carly who were looking down at him, his eyes were really panicked. He kicked his legs subconsciously, trying to get away from them.

"Sir, I'm just an ordinary staff member, I know nothing! I can help you collect evidence of Darren's crimes, please let me go." Bergman exclaimed.

Ryan slowly squatted down and patted his cheek: "I want to ask you for a small favor, but I don't know if you are willing to cooperate."

"Cooperate, I will definitely cooperate!"

"It's simple. Tell me how many young girls you recruited. You know what kind I mean."

"No, not one. I don't know who was recruited specifically. I don't have one anyway." Bergman said quickly.

"Really?" Ryan raised the stun gun, but felt it was not intimidating enough.

"Carly, bring the pliers over here. I see his teeth are tightly closed. I'll give him a mouth surgery while you're at it."

"Wait, let me tell you! I'll tell you everything! There were a few, but I heard it from my colleagues. I really don't know the details."

"What's your name?"

"Ber...Bergman."

"Listen, Bergman, you will never be able to return to Darren's team. Your career and even your life are in my hands now. If you perform well, I will consider letting you continue to work in the nightclub, my nightclub. Do you know what to do?" Ryan reminded.

"cell phone."

"what?"

"The phone is in my pocket."

Ryan took the phone out of his pocket, unlocked it under his guidance, and found some photos in the album, hundreds of them, and some videos.

"You know, these girls will face some big shots in the future, so for safety reasons, we will leave some leverage to prevent threats from the other side."

"What's going on?" Ryan showed his phone to the other party.

In the picture, a woman appeared, lying motionless, and a man walked over to her and covered her face with a wet towel. Those who often do this know that the wet towel covering the face is also mixed with something to prevent the other person from waking up in the middle of the night.

At the same time, a voice-over is heard, and it is clear that there is a third person in the room.

"You're not going to wake up now, are you?"

“The dosage is sufficient.”

"Hurry up, I'm still waiting."

"This... this is, some people don't cooperate, so we take the initiative to put something in their drinks." Bergman grinned.

Carly, who was standing aside, began to breathe rapidly, her hands were clenched into fists, and her knuckles turned white.

Ryan started recording again: "Tell me everything you know."

"This...you've already got what you wanted." Bergman was still a little hesitant.

"This is your way of showing your loyalty. I won't use someone I don't trust," Ryan said.

"Okay..." Bergman swallowed and spoke with some difficulty.

·
"What a bunch of bastards!" Beatrice slammed her hands on the table, the sound was so loud that it attracted the attention of others around her.

Carly, who was sitting next to Ryan, biting her straw, felt mentally polluted.

"I will report this matter personally. The world must know the true identity of the Monaco royal family's partner!" Beatrice took a deep breath.

"Are you sure you want to get involved?" Ryan asked.

If Beatrice dares to report it, she will probably never be able to set foot in Monaco again, and Charlotte will no longer have any contact with her.

"This matter involves the Monaco royal family. Other reporters might have reservations and deliberately conceal some details, or even directly exclude the Monaco royal family. Only I can restore the truth impartially." Beatrice spoke slowly.

Ryan couldn't help but look up to her for saying this.

"I originally thought you were approaching Charlotte in order to become a princess." Ryan shrugged.

"Don't be ridiculous. Everyone knows that guy is a weirdo. I didn't expect that I'm that kind of person in your eyes." Beatrice glared at Ryan.

"I'll treat you to a meal some other day as an apology."

"Ahem." Carly couldn't help but make a sound.

Beatrice picked up the USB drive that was on the table.

"See you someday." Beatrice stood up.

·
three days later.

"Albert, you really disappoint me!" The Princess of Hanover slammed a newspaper on the table and shouted angrily.

The newspaper had a huge headline: [Shocking collaboration between the Monaco royal family and Pacha Group, more than 30 women were murdered]

"Damn Darren Hughes, I didn't instruct this. He is too arrogant! Doesn't he know how to keep a low profile?" Prince Albert laughed as he looked at the news in the newspaper.

"I don't mean being low-key or not!" Princess Hanover felt an unprecedented despair in her heart. She felt that the brother in front of her was a devil.

"Forget it, do whatever you want. I'm leaving here. From now on, I will no longer be responsible for any affairs in Monaco." The Princess of Hanover began to think about retiring.

"Don't be so excited." Prince Albert didn't care at first, but when he saw that the Princess of Hanover had turned and left, he quickly got up and chased after her.

"I was wrong. I was really wrong this time. I will not have any contact with Darren anymore." Prince Albert pleaded. His sister had been in charge of all matters, big and small, in the past few years, and Prince Albert was happy to be free and easy, but he didn't want his life to be disturbed by government affairs.

The Princess of Hanover sighed and stood still.

Just when the prince thought his sister would forgive him again, he heard the Princess of Hanover continue:
"How many times have you said this? It is those people's connivance that has led to your current situation. You better take care of yourself."

"I will listen to you from now on! Is that okay?" Prince Albert was forced to speak.

The Princess of Hanover then turned to look at her brother. "You should reflect on your behavior in the Prince's Palace first."

·
After leaving the Prince's Palace, the Princess of Hanover went straight to the Monte Carlo Casino and met Ryan again on the top floor of the casino.

At this time, sitting next to Ryan were Sean, the nightclub manager of the bad room, and Berwick, the security chief.

At Ryan's suggestion, Sean presented the detailed plan of the Bad Room Monaco branch to the Princess of Hanover.

With such a big incident happening to the Pachi Group, the Monaco royal family will naturally terminate their cooperation, so now there is only one partner left.

The Princess of Hanover took a look and then raised her head. Ryan immediately understood and asked his two men to go out first.

"Have you considered the location of the nightclub?" Princess Hanover sneered.

Ryan knocked on the table: "This is the best place. The top floor of the casino is completely empty. Why can't we use it?"

Princess Hanover sneered: "You are the one behind all this, right?"

Ryan shook his head: "Not exactly. Beatrice is determined to reveal all the truth."

"Besides, this actually benefits you, doesn't it? From now on, you will be the real controller of Monaco." Ryan smiled.

This was the reason why I didn't stop Beatrice.

"I am just a woman and have no intention of claiming the throne. The future heir can only be Prince Albert's male offspring." Hanover said.

"But then again, by clearing out these pests in Monaco, you have done a good thing for Monaco," said Hanover.

"It's a pleasure to work with you. If you need funds, I can introduce you to a local bank. Maybe they would be happy to invest." Princess Hanover followed.

"I couldn't ask for more." Ryan nodded. It went without saying that the Princess of Hanover was behind this bank.

"Also, wipe the table. Darentius was last seen in Monaco," said the Princess of Hanover.

“Is this an additional request?”

"I guess so." Princess Hanover didn't want the image of the royal family to be damaged again. Darenhus must die. Since this incident was caused by Ryan, he should smooth it all over with his own hands.

Moreover, the Spanish and French police have issued an arrest warrant for Darren, together with the local police in Monaco. This place has been completely surrounded, all entrances and exits have been blocked, and the inspection is extremely strict. Darren will definitely not be able to get out. As for his men, many have been arrested, and Darren's nightclub on Ibiza has also been blocked by the Spanish police. Ryan must kill him before the police find him.

"Just consider it as paying the venue rental."

"I'm not good at this kind of thing." Ryan thought for a moment.

"Really? I heard that you don't like leaving anybody alive." Princess Hanover said with a smile.

·
After the meeting with the Princess of Hanover, Ryan took two of his men to play around in the casino, and the luck of all three of them was extremely bad.

"This place is obviously not suitable for me." Ryan shook his head, then floated into Beric's ear and said a few words.

"I thought you asked me to come here to arrange a vacation for me." Beric smiled bitterly.

Ryan patted his chest and turned away.

·
The next day, evening.

"Everything is settled." Carly walked slowly into the bathtub, submerged below the chest in the warm water with flower petals floating in it. There was mist all around, and it was a local hot spring pool in Monaco, and there were no security guards around.

"Yeah." Ryan tilted his head back, resting his arms on the edge of the bathtub, his arms fully open, his expression very comfortable, and he couldn't help but let out a comfortable cry.

"This nightclub can make you a lot of money a year, right?" Carly, wearing a swimsuit, swam slowly to Ryan's side, her face flushed from the hot water.

"It's okay." Ryan didn't reveal the specific amount, but according to estimates, the turnover here can easily exceed that of Orlando, or even exceed the turnover of all current branches combined. It is an absolute gold-spending den.

More importantly, the Monaco royal family favored policies, and bank loans went very smoothly. The funds directly invested by Ryan were negligible, and the other party even vacated an entire floor of the Monte Carlo Casino. This casino can be said to be a must-visit tourist destination in Monaco. There is no shortage of customers for opening a nightclub here, and with the extremely high consumption here, you can imagine how profitable it is.

Feeling the change in the water flow, Ryan realized that Carly was approaching him.

"You performed very well this time. What reward do you want?" Ryan tilted his head back and smiled.

"You haven't done what you promised me yet." Carly muttered. She had been thinking about Ryan taking her out to sea from the beginning.

"Okay, okay, tomorrow we'll go out to sea on the most luxurious yacht in the area," said Ryan.

"That's more like it...ah!" Carly screamed.

Ryan opened his eyes and was shocked to find that a man had appeared next to the bathtub. He dragged Carly out of the bathtub and put the muzzle of the gun directly against Carly's temple.

"I never thought that we would meet in this way." Darren licked the corner of his mouth and sneered.

Ryan turned around silently, without any panic, and put his hands into the water naturally.

"Come at me if you have anything to say." Ryan whispered.

"Are you heartbroken? I feel much more heartbroken than you. You've destroyed my entire foundation!" Darren's eyes widened and his face looked extremely ferocious.

"Even without me, the Monaco royal family will not let you do whatever you want."

"Stop talking nonsense, prepare a helicopter for me, I know you can do it! If you don't want this woman's head to explode, just do it." Darren directly pulled Carly up and hid behind her. He had tried to find the prince, but he was locked up in the Prince Qin's palace and couldn't get in at all, so he had to look for another opportunity. At this time, he received news from the local TV station that Ryan had reached a cooperation with the Monaco royal family. Ryan was still ostentatious today and brought his woman to the hot springs at night. Darren would not miss such a good opportunity.

Darren has already thought it through. He will take the woman on the helicopter, and then push the woman down when the plane is halfway up in the air, so that Ryan can also taste the feeling of loss. Unfortunately, this woman is not Taylor.

"Ryan!" Carly was so scared that she started crying and her body was shaking uncontrollably.

"I'm counting to three!"

"Three." Ryan raised his hand quickly, and there was a pistol with a silencer in his hand.

"call out!"

With a slight sound, Darren fell uncontrollably into the bathtub, and the bright red blood slowly spread with the hot water.

Carly was so scared that she immediately rushed towards Ryan, jumped back into the bathtub and hid behind Ryan.

Almost at the same time, the security personnel hidden in the surroundings rushed out in a swarm, led by Beric.

Ryan blew away the smoke from the muzzle of the gun. He had practiced using guns for a long time before, and it came in handy today. According to the predetermined plan, the security personnel lying in ambush around would deal with Darren. His gun was just a safety. However, seeing that Darren was exposed, Ryan simply did it himself.

Ryan took Carly out of the bathtub and put a bathrobe on her. Carly was still immersed in the thrill just now and her whole body was shaking. This was a scene in the movie and she was so scared that her legs went weak.

"I won't let anything happen to you." Ryan hugged Carly and patted her back to comfort her.

Carly came back to her senses somewhat, and seeing the security personnel cleaning up the scene, she suddenly realized something.

"Are you using me as bait?!" Only then did Carly realize why Ryan suddenly brought her to the hot spring. If he had come alone, Darren would probably have become suspicious.

"I have to get rid of him as soon as possible." Ryan admitted.

"What if you beat me to death?" Carly said belatedly.

"You're so thin, you can't block this guy at all. I've practiced shooting for so long, the chance of making a mistake is minimal." Ryan said.

Seeing that Carly was still unmoved, Ryan had to patiently say, "If you really get killed by accident, I'll go to heaven with you, that's fine, right?"

Carly pouted: "You'd better not die, otherwise Taylor and Ivanka will be sad."

·
The next day, Mediterranean, luxury yacht.

Except for a few necessary staff members, there are only two guests on the ship, Ryan and Carly. At the moment, the two are staying on the top deck, where there is a large object that combines the characteristics of a sofa and a bed. Ryan is lying on it in beach pants.

Carly, wearing a bikini, was holding two cups of iced fruit tea in her hands and wearing a straw hat on her head. As soon as she walked up, the sea breeze blew the straw hat off her head.

She didn't bother to chase him, she sat next to Ryan and handed him the fruit tea.

"It's so beautiful here!" Carly closed her eyes as she felt the sea breeze.

Ryan behind her put the fruit tea aside and took the initiative to hug her.

Carly lay down.

"It would be a shame not to do something with such a beautiful scenery." Ryan stroked Carly's cheek.

"Yeah, of course we have to take pictures," Carly said with a smile.

"I haven't taken enough photos yet, so I can only take photos of both at the same time."

"Bad guy..." Carly's lips were blocked.

The two hugged each other tightly, full of love, and gradually accepted each other.

"What is this?" Carly suddenly discovered that Ryan had taken out an off-white Hermès scarf from somewhere and put it underneath.

"This is your seal of purity," Ryan explained to her, having prepared it in advance.

"Feudal man." Carly cursed with a smile. Even if she had never experienced it, she already knew about the things between men and women.

"Frame it when you get home and hang it in your bedroom."

"It's embarrassing."

"This is your honor. Others would love to have one."

"Ryan." Carly called softly.

"Ok?"

"Take me!" Carly whispered.

·
"It's so painful. Why do those people in the video look so happy?" Carly wiped the tears from her eyes and sniffed. She was almost holding back her emotions and almost fainted.

The whole process was not smooth. After trying several times, Ryan had to harden his heart.

"It's all your fault." Carly compared with her hands and felt that Ryan was really exaggerating. She wanted to measure it with a ruler.

"You'll get used to it slowly." Ryan kissed her shoulder.

Carly pulled out the white Hermès scarf and saw the red petals that had dried up for the most part.

"Will giving birth be more painful in the future?" Carly couldn't help but wonder.

This is true. Carly is very thin and cannot be compared with Ivanka, who is born with a natural body for easy childbirth.

"Are you thinking about having a baby so soon?"

"Well, isn't Ivanka pregnant..." Carly said subconsciously.

Ryan hooked her nose.

"I want to be with you and stay by your side. I don't want to be a model anymore." Carly expressed her wish.

Ryan fell into deep thought. If Carly retired directly, she would earn less money in the future.

"Forget it." Seeing that Ryan didn't answer, Carly shook her head.

But Ryan followed and said, "Then retire."

"Okay!" Carly nodded heavily and took the initiative to get into Ryan's arms.

"By the way, are you really going to hire that bastard?" Carly thought of Burkman.

"He's gone, to a place where no one can find him, another world." Ryan brushed the ends of her short golden hair.

·
At the same time, a car slowly drove over to the Mediterranean coast. Beric and his men got out of the car, took out a huge hemp bag from the trunk, wrapped it with rocks, and threw it directly into the sea...

"Gulp gulp~" accompanied by bubbles, the sack slowly sank.

(End of this chapter)