4692: C4692 Young Five Take the Initiative

C4692 Young Five Take the Initiative

One second, two seconds, three seconds. . .

Mitchell stared at Arman.

Seeing Arman's calm expression, Mitchell finally gave in.

Arman's guess was right. His son was indeed his weakness.

"Phew ~"

Mitchell let out a long breath and said, "Give me the evidence. "

"Sorry, that won't do. "

Arman smiled and said, "But Elder Mitchell, I can assure you that as long as you support me in becoming the patriarch, this matter will be sealed forever. "

"Otherwise, you should know the result. "

Threatening!

This was a naked threat.

Mitchell was so angry that his whole body was trembling.

As the elder of the Rothschild clan.

Mitchell had an extremely high position within the clan.

He had never thought that someone would dare to threaten him.

"Huff ~"

"Whooosh. "

Mitchell panted heavily. His originally amiable gaze turned cold. He stared at Arman and said, "Arman, are you threatening me?"

Threatening?

Arman shook his head decisively and said with a smile, "No, no, no. Elder Michele, you are wrong. This is not a threat. "

"You can take it as a kind of advice"

"If you choose to cooperate, then no one will ever know about this. "

"But, if you don't cooperate, then don't blame me"

"After all, we are all merchants, the kindness towards our enemies is the cruelty towards ourselves"

"You should know this better than I do. "

"You. . . "

Mitchell was at a loss for words.

He was 78 years old this year, while Alman was in his early 20s.

As an elder, he was threatened by a junior who was a few rounds younger than him. This made Mitchell feel like he was f * cking screwed.

However, he just couldn't resist.

It should be because Arman had something on him.

"Okay! I promise you!"

Mitchell nodded in agreement.

As expected, he still had to use his weakness.

Arman's lips curled up slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face. He extended his right hand towards Mitchell and said, "Clan elder Mitchell, I wish us a happy cooperation. "

"Happy cooperation. "

Mitchell extended his hand and shook Arman's hand.

"Tell me, what do you need me to do?"

"Elder Mitchell, don't worry. I'll tell you when the time comes. "

Arman did not choose to tell him the truth.

Mitchell and Blake were different.

Arman still had to observe him.

After confirming that Mitchell was truly sincere in his cooperation, he told Mitchell about the plan.

"Up to you. . . "

Mitchell gave Arman a deep look before turning around and walking towards the study.

"With a bang, he closed the door.

Alright, Arman could understand Mitchell's dissatisfaction.

So he didn't get angry. He turned around and left with Goodwin.

At this moment, Mitchell, who was in the study, took out his phone from his pocket and dialed Oman's number without saying anything.

As the elder of the Rothschild clan, no one could threaten him.

Not even Oman.

So what if he had evidence?

As long as the evidence became transparent, it would not be considered evidence.

Arman wanted to threaten him?

Hehe. . .

A little too tender.

"Doo Doo Doo ~"

After three beeping sounds, the call was successfully connected.

"Oman, someone wants to change the world. "

In the study. . .

Oman had just ended his call with Bilwick and was thinking of continuing to seek support from others.1

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