People born in the city and used to seeing forests with steel and concrete always have one common feature, that is, they all have a pastoral dream.

It’s just that everyone is unwilling to give up their dreams, so some people choose to continue sleeping, while others choose to turn their dreams into reality.

Tracy Williams, whose personal assets alone are as high as 40 to 50 billion US dollars, naturally cannot be the former, and he only knows how to continue sleeping and dreaming... so he realized his pastoral dream.

After truly entering the manor, the Alva family of three truly understood what beauty and luxury are.

The soft green grass, the artificially excavated lakes and towering trees in the manor complement each other, as well as artificially repaired fountains, sculptures and shrubs... The pastoral scenery of the British countryside and the French romantic garden style are the ultimate integration.

——The perfect blend of nature and human power, with a unique flavor.

After stepping into the western pavilion that is surrounded by green trees and lakes, they have witnessed with their own eyes the more important inner world besides the appearance, such as a large number of precious oil paintings, sculptures, expensive Persian carpets, gorgeous chandeliers, luxurious silver and porcelain tableware...

Well, Alva was indeed able to only notice these more obvious and obvious things.

His concepts are simple and simple, "prime", "expensive", "luxury"... As long as the affixes are given, they are definitely valuable things.

As for those collections of books, those precious paintings, and other similar backgrounds, they were completely uninterested.

In a restaurant that was several times larger than the size of the entire house they lived in before, after using up dinner, the three of them had a rough idea of ​​the cheap relatives.

The main reason is just as it is said to the outside world.

Tracy Williams is old and ineffective after all. Although he has improved for a while, he has always treated the symptoms but not the root cause, and may even overdraw his last energy.

So just when I was traveling all night last night, I encountered high-altitude turbulence on the plane. Something went wrong. After landing safely, everyone else was fine, but as an old man, he just couldn't bear it.

Although I didn't say that I was completely unconscious and my life was in danger, I could only lie on the bed and say a few words to maintain my awakening for a period of time.

Because of this, even the doctor is helpless, so no matter from which perspective, it is time to start inheritance and handover. No matter how unwilling the elderly are, it is fine.

The reality is that he has no direct heir at all, and this fact cannot be changed.

Sidrick told the three of them about these fabricated situations in a very tactful way during the conversation, making them feel that it is true and that this reason is too convincing.

Very reasonable!

After all, they all knew what kind of attitude that old guy Tracy had towards them, such as their "distant relatives", and there must be a reason for a sudden change now.

Sidrik basically kept hinting, and it was almost impossible to say it directly. He said that in fact, Tracy still did not agree with Alva, but only in this case, he had to make a choice.

"…Mr. Williams is not in a good situation, but he can...well, hold on for a while, this time he is taking you as a candidate, Mr. Alva."

Standing up and walking to the restaurant door to open the door, Sidrick was still seriously continuing to input fake information to the three people behind him.

"So, Mr. Alva, you are not the one who was determined in the end. Once Mr. Williams thinks you are not qualified, he will definitely change his mind... If such a large amount of property is involved, he will definitely consider the issue of heirs carefully."

When doing a show, you have to do a full set, just like a prank in some big scenes. Before the show begins, you must first let the target believe in the prepared reason exactly.

Just like this plot now-

If you call the other person in a hurry and explain and enter the main show immediately, it will be a failure. As long as the opponent is not particularly stupid, you will notice the problem.

Anyway, we really need to find an heir to conduct an open consortium handover, so we just do it more realistically... The handover is true, the investigation is true, and all the reasons are true.

As for whether Alva can pass the test, it is his own problem.

As for whether their family will discover any secrets that destroy the three views in this process, it is also their own problem.

"Hey? Wait, wait! Mr. Sidrick, can you tell me about this in detail?"

When he heard that he was not the one who was finally confirmed, he had enjoyed it as if he had gone to heaven after entering the manor, and he didn't think that this would be his life in the future Alva suddenly panicked.

What is this? Shouldn’t all this belong to him? What does an old guy think he is not qualified and he will change his mind?

Damn it! This kind of thing cannot be joked about, and you are already in this state. I insisted that I will definitely choose the heir, and I will definitely not change it!

He hates the most people who hesitate and are unable to make decisions!

Sidrik stopped, turned to look at him, and glanced at him thoughtfully, then glanced over the other two women who were obviously listening carefully, pricked their ears, and then smiled-

"Mr. Williams does not intend to hand the consortium over to anyone so simply..."

Just one sentence made the faces of the three people change slightly in an instant, and they became so nervous that they turned a little white.

"Just..." said a very classic turning word, and the white housekeeper said seriously, "his plan is to see if you can meet his requirements through investigation."

"What does his request... mean?"

"It's very simple. He won't give his wealth to anyone like this. Mr. Alva, you need to learn how to manage and plan the future development of the consortium, instead of thinking about converting wealth into money and living a life without worries about food and clothing..."

The white butler looked around and then said in a low voice.

"That kind of thinking will only make you eliminated...Mr. Williams will start teaching you, giving you guidance, and I will try my best to tutor you... This should be confident, Mr. Alva..."

“…”

“…”

Hey? What kind of magical operation is this? I am here to inherit the inheritance. I am happy to live a life of death in the future. I am not here to attend cram school!

Alva never expected that this would be the answer. She immediately shook her head subconsciously. If he had been studying, he would not have been a successful example among the people who failed like this now.

"This? I can't do this, really not-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

He subconsciously negated, but the voice suddenly deformed and twisted when it came back, so high that it made people unable to bear to listen.

The wife next to Alva took back her extended palm, staring at her eyes, and her expression seemed to be a little bit gritting, but she seemed to have done nothing.

But after this, Alva also reacted, understood what stupid things he had just done, and hurriedly changed his words: "No, I mean I will work hard... I am very confident that I can do this well..."

He stared at Sidrik's eyes very nervously, fearing that his stupid answer just now would not be able to change his words.

But the white housekeeper seemed to not care about what had just happened, just nodded and said:

"I'll go and see Mr. Williams' condition now, and may inform Mr. Alva at any time, please be prepared."

"Uh, are we all over?"

"No, it's Mr. Alva, you went there alone."

Sidrick nodded slightly, then went out and closed the door gently, leaving the family of three looking at each other.

After a while of silence, they finally couldn't keep quiet and started talking. At first, they subconsciously lowered their voices, but later they became louder and louder.

...

...

Sidrick had just walked up the stairs that were also covered with red carpets, but heard a burst of rapid steps behind him.

He turned around and found that the captain of the man in black hurriedly chased after him.

As soon as he came to his side, the latter lowered his voice and said something in his ear, quickly and anxiously.

"What? Run away? What are you doing?!" The white housekeeper frowned and angrily scolded.

"Because the manor does not have professional prison buildings after all, and in the past, they would not do these things in this manor..." The bodyguard in black explained, "We have sent people to chase after me now, but we are not sure what to do."

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When the white butler heard this, he could only frown tightly. Although he was no longer a human being, he, who had retained his original consciousness, knew that the other party was right.

The old guy has a lot of real estate, and it is also distributed all over the world, but this manor can be said to be the base camp.

Therefore, no problems usually occur here, so there is generally no need to do some illegal things.

Since there is no need, there is naturally no need to build any illegal buildings in the manor. It is difficult to explain if there is an emergency that is found.

It seems that it is not difficult to understand if that guy escapes. As a technical consultant who often comes to inspect and repair private jets, that guy went to and from the manor many times and is also familiar with it.

In addition, for some reason, the manor's preservation system is being adjusted in the past two days. After all, it is not that the entire bodyguard team is no longer a human being. Their master is not so cruel that he will turn people into dead people when he sees anyone.

The bodyguards who have been transformed into the dead are not suitable for exposure, and are discovered by others who have not been involved in this matter.

Therefore, it is the safest and most suitable to separate them from their original positions such as friends and companions through job transfers and adjustments.

But it seems that for this reason, some loopholes in security still appeared. The gap that could not be connected was caught by Glinton, and then successfully escaped.

"The photos he took were not left, and my phone was destroyed..."

The captain of the black bodyguard said, "Even if he escapes, there will be no problem. We can directly find a way to send him to the mental hospital in the future."

In that case, no one would believe what that guy said.

But Sidrik shook his head: "This is not safe enough. No accident can happen now. You definitely don't want your soul fire to be extinguished by your master..."

"...I understand." The captain of the black bodyguard nodded vigorously, then took out his communicator and began to issue various instructions.

Sidrick just watched it coldly.

After all, this is not the first time they have done such a thing before. As long as they make up their minds, it is impossible for a guy like Greenton who has no money or power to escape the net of heaven and earth they set up.

With the instructions from the bodyguard captain, some unlucky guy who was running away had no idea—

He quickly became a wanted fugitive in the United States, and he was covered with outrageous charges.
Chapter completed!