Empire of Shadows

Chapter 691: Door-to-Door Delivery [666+24]

The negotiations went smoothly.

Of course, this refers to the negotiations between Lance and the people Owen brought, who had no objections to setting up a fund unrelated to them with a portion of the shares.

The proceeds from this fund would be used for Lance and the Williams family. Currently, only Lance and Mayor Williams have the signing authority, and the amount they can call upon is fifty percent each.

After the negotiations ended, Lance had people send away these gentlemen who had returned from hell to the human world. He chatted with Owen for a few words at the door before returning to his room.

"I thought you would support some people yourself!" Mayor Williams said, holding a wine glass and looking at Lance, "For example, those from the Imperial Chamber of Commerce."

He meant that if a portion of the capitalists in the Bay Area were cleared out, Lance would fill this part with his own people. Of course, Mayor Williams would also arrange for some people to fill it in.

What he didn't expect was that Lance directly invited "external forces."

Lance sat on the sofa opposite him, looking at the wine glasses on the coffee table, unsure which one was his. He had Elvin bring another wine glass and poured himself some wine, "My relationship with them is good, but if I employ them, sometimes some problems will be messed up by them."

Mayor Williams understood a little, just a little!

He curled his lips, considering it an approval of his statement. He thought of the incompetent people in family businesses occupying high positions and causing damage.

But in reality, the problem Lance was most worried about was that these idiots in the Imperial Chamber of Commerce were simply not competent for these new "positions." They would be easily played by the remaining wealthy people in the Bay Area and the people on Mayor Williams' side.

He never believed in any "guarantees" or their "conscience." Guarantees and conscience were just bottom lines that could be broken at any time in order to reflect sufficiently large interests.

When the interests were large enough, or the threat was not so great, Roger and the others would be easily fooled.

Rather than that, it would be better to directly introduce a third party, which would not only avoid misunderstandings between him and the Williams family, but also stably obtain a sum of wealth.

"Mrs. Charles?"

The police quickly arrived at the scene. They took Mrs. Charles back to the police station and asked her about everything that had happened from the time she was kidnapped to the present.

She had bruises and open wounds on her body, and she should have been beaten. She exuded a foul smell, and she had peed on herself.

The butler had already gone back to get clothes for her, but she was not allowed to leave the police station before she said something.

Sitting in the interrogation room, she held a coffee cup in both hands, her body trembling slightly.

Deputy Chief Duke sat leisurely behind his desk, "Mrs. Charles, you'd better recall what happened after you were kidnapped until you were thrown down."

Mrs. Charles was not the kind of pure housewife who was only busy being a housewife. She also had social and interpersonal relationships. She knew very well that the police station was Lance's legal thug, and the Deputy Chief Duke in front of her could not possibly not know what happened.

They were just going through the motions, just teasing her and her husband!

Half of her trembling body was due to fear. These people were too lawless. They even dared to kidnap her and didn't have any law in their eyes!

And the other part was due to anger at Duke and the attitude of the police station!

They clearly knew everything, but they pretended not to know anything, which was disgusting!

So she didn't want to talk, just sat there.

Deputy Chief Duke didn't say that he had to ask anything. He was just acting on orders. He relaxed a little after her team of lawyers arrived.

The lawyers took various laws and regulations and demanded that Deputy Chief Duke release her. Deputy Chief Duke did not confront these big lawyers head-on, because it was meaningless and not worth it.

After Mrs. Charles signed a few documents, Deputy Chief Duke let her leave.

After returning home, Mrs. Charles immediately called Mr. Charles, "When are you coming back?"

When he received this call, Mr. Charles was full of surprise, "You're back?"

"Or did they let you call me?"

"How is our son now? Did they make things difficult for you?"

Mrs. Charles took a deep breath, "His situation is not good. He fired a shot in the car, and the bullet bounced around and hit his thigh. He had surgery in a simple room. The doctor said there are still some dangers."

"They didn't say anything about ransom or anything. I'm very worried about him, and…" She hesitated for a moment, "…We shouldn't fight them. We can't beat them!"

"There's also one thing, there may be a problem within the company. They have been calling me, asking about your situation."

"I also heard that someone is secretly buying stocks…"

Mr. Charles's face turned a little dark. He walked back and forth a few steps, "I know, I will come back as soon as possible."

He asked some questions about the kidnapping and then hung up the phone. Based on his wife's description of the kidnapping process, he could conclude that it was Lance who did it.

After thinking about it for a long time, he asked someone to ask if Lance had time. He wanted to go and chat with Lance alone.

But soon he received some bad news. Lance had already boarded the train back to Goldport City and had already returned.

Mayor Williams was still in Menton, but had left the hotel and was nowhere to be found.

At this moment, he also knew that the mediation had failed. There was no point in staying here. He had to return to Goldport City as soon as possible.

One aspect was the problem of his wife and children, and the other aspect, which was the most important aspect, was still the company problem.

Although his shares in the group company were the most held by individuals, this did not mean that his shares were also the most in the overall shares. He only accounted for a very small part, seven percent.

And this seven percent was still held by him on behalf of the Charles family, and it was not entirely up to him.

If some changes occurred within the group company due to what he was currently encountering, causing him to lose his position as president, or some changes occurred that he did not know about, it would be unbearable for him!

He immediately booked a special locomotive to drag his luxury carriage back to Goldport City. For rich people, the cost of a few thousand dollars was nothing.

Because it was a private train, it would not stop except for adding coal and water, and the speed was much faster than ordinary trains.

When he arrived in Goldport City, it was just noon the next day. He came out of the Goldport City train station with a gloomy face, got into the car that had been prepared on the side of the road, and was about to leave here to return to the company when someone suddenly came to his car.

The kidnapping of Mrs. Charles and Little Charles had only happened three days ago, and now those people in Goldport City were all very afraid of death, including Mr. Charles.

Before he arrived at the station, there were more than twenty armed bodyguards waiting for him on the platform.

From the time he got off the train to the time he got into this bulletproof car, he was surrounded by bodyguards.

The bodyguards stopped the people who wanted to approach the car. Charles turned his head and looked at the two people, signaling the bodyguards to step aside.

"Mr. Charles, we are prosecutors from the Goldport City Procuratorate. We need you to cooperate with us in an investigation."

Mr. Charles frowned, a little impatiently, "What do you need me for?"

"Don't you know that my son was kidnapped by kidnappers and his whereabouts are still unknown?"

"You'd better use your energy on these things, instead of thinking about finding trouble with me, a taxpayer who pays a lot of money every year!"

The two prosecutors just smiled very formulaically, and then one of them took out a document from his pocket and showed it to him, "You are under arrest, Mr. Charles, on the charge of prostitution."

Mr. Charles was stunned for a moment, then laughed in anger!

"Are you guys messing up the situation?"

"My wife…"

Before he could finish speaking, the prosecutor who showed the document interrupted him, "You have two choices now, Mr. Charles."

"First, you resist arrest. According to the powers conferred on us by the Federal Constitution and laws, we have the right to control you, and we can use deadly weapons when necessary."

"Second, you come out of that car now, we will put handcuffs on you, and you will come back with me and my colleagues. You will explain the matter clearly, and then we will prosecute you according to the procedure."

"Of course, in this process, you enjoy the relevant legal rights and obligations. You can hire a defense lawyer, or you can remain silent."

"But no matter what you choose, you must make the initial choice."

"Resist arrest, or come with us!"

Mr. Charles looked at the two prosecutors. They were very young, and they looked like they were not even thirty years old. He had never seen them before.

He lit a cigarette, sat in the car, and had no intention of leaving or getting out of the car, "I haven't seen you before. Are you new here?"

The person who showed the document shook his head, "This has nothing to do with you, Mr. Charles."

"You just need to choose."

Seeing that he couldn't seem to persuade them, Mr. Charles could only frown, "I will wait for my lawyer to come before I go with you!"