4690: C4690 A Naked Threat

C4690 A Naked Threat

After hanging up the phone, Alman had a faint smile on his face.

Oman had also begun to seek support. Now, the war between them had truly begun.

However, this would be interesting.

If he did not resist at all and took the position of the head of the family just like that, Oman would not feel any sense of participation at all.

"Uncle Goodwin, knock on the door. "

The latter nodded and knocked on the door of the Mitchell villa.

"Knock, knock, knock. "

"Who is it. . . "

An old voice came from the room.

"Elder Mitchell, it's me, Arman. "

"I have important matters to attend to, so I have to pay a visit. "

Mitchell:???

Wait a minute, Arman.

When he heard the words from outside the door, Mitchell froze on the spot.

Just now, Arman had just called him to ask for his support.

He knew that even Mitchell was confused.

But not long after, Arman suddenly came to visit again.

Did something happen between the father and son?

Mitchell narrowed his eyes. He had a strong premonition that something big was going to happen to the Rothschild family.

After a moment of hesitation, Mitchell said, "The door isn't locked. Come in!"

"Kacha ~"

In the next moment, Arman pushed the door open and entered.

"Elder Mitchell, long time no see. "

Arman greeted Mitchell warmly.

However, Mitchell appeared very cold.

He nodded at Arman as a response, then continued, "This is really strange. Just now, Arman called me, and now you're paying me a visit. "

"You and your son are really interesting. "

"Tell me, why are you looking for me?"

Although Mitchell's words were very casual, when he spoke, his eyes were staring unblinkingly at Arman. He wanted to see something from Arman's face.

However, the outcome disappointed him.

Arman had a smile on his face from beginning to end, so no one could tell what he was thinking.1

"Little fox. "

Mitchell muttered in a low voice.

However, Mitchell was clearly mistaken.

Arman didn't have an expression on his face. He was completely confused by Mitchell's words.

He didn't expect Arman to be so fast. He actually called him in advance.

This time, Arman didn't dare to act rashly.

He did not know Mitchell's attitude, nor did he know Mitchell's choice.

One second, two seconds, three seconds. . . .

Arman was silent for a moment, then said casually, "Oh, my father looked for Elder Mitchell? Is there anything he wants from you? "

As he spoke, Arman also stared at Mitchell, wanting to see something from his face.

However, just like Mitchell, he was also disappointed.

Mitchell's wrinkled face was like a stone sculpture, without any extra expression.

Hearing Arman's words, Mitchell gave Arman a deep look, then said expressionlessly, "Actually, it's nothing much. Arman inexplicably came to seek my support. It's not strange for you to say that it's strange. "

"Strange, indeed strange. " Arman smiled awkwardly and asked, "Then Elder Mitchell, how did you choose?"

"What else can I choose? Of course I support him. After all, Oman is the patriarch. If I don't support him, who can I support?"

Thump. . .

How should I put it?

It was extremely bad!

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