In Los Angeles, in an extremely luxurious manor.
The manor occupied a vast area of 1600 acres.
There was a golf course in the manor. A young woman with a baseball cap and a ponytail swung the golf club. The orange ball drew a beautiful curve and fell into the hole in the distance.
"Yay!"
The young girl jumped up in excitement, her face brimming with a happy smile.
"Miss Jessica, Mr. Andy was assassinated at Arlingdon National Cemetery.”
A butler in his sixties walked up to the girl. His voice was low and his expression was solemn. There was even some fear on his face.
He had watched Jessica grow up, and he knew better than anyone how stubborn this innocent and energetic girl was toward Andy.
As expected, the smile on Jessica's face disappeared as soon as the old butler finished speaking.
The old butler quickly added," Fortunately, Mr. Andy is not injured. He has been transferred to an absolutely safe area, so you don't have to worry.”
Jessica heaved a sigh of relief when she heard that Andy wasn't injured. However, her beautiful face was still covered in frost. She said coldly,"
"When did this happen? Who did it?”
"The assassination took place ten minutes ago. We don't know who the mastermind is, but the assassin has been arrested by Si Jiali.”
"Investigate! I want to know the identity of the person behind the scenes tonight.”
Jessica left this sentence and walked straight to the red limited edition Ferrari supercar parked by the side of the road.
Boom!
A beast-like roar sounded as the Ferrari sped towards the entrance of Morgan Manor.
After the sports car disappeared from sight, the old butler lowered his head and picked up the golf club that Jessica had thrown on the ground.
This was Miss's favorite cue stick and she usually took good care of it. He had to take good care of it.
The old butler got into a golf cart with his golf club and headed deeper into Morgan Manor.
……
In the center of Morgan Manor, a castle that looked like a medieval European castle stood there.
The castle did not look luxurious at all. It even looked a little old.
The mottled bricks on the wall seemed to be telling its history.
This was a castle with more than 400 years of history.
As the power center of the Morgan Financial Group, the defense here was comparable to the pentagon.
At the highest point of the castle was a large study, which was also the office of Jeff Morgan, the current head of Morgan Financial Group.
Jeff Morgan was older than the old butler, and his figure was not big. He looked like a little old man.
However, just by sitting there, he gave off a sense of authority.
Especially that pair of eyes. They seemed calm, but not many people could look at them.
Even Gates, the world's richest man on the surface, only looked at Jeff Morgan for less than three seconds during his first meeting with him before he could not bear the pressure and withdrew his gaze.
"That's what happened."
After reporting Andy's assassination, the old butler stood respectfully beside Jeff Morgan, waiting for his orders.
Jeff Morgan didn't say a word. His face didn't even change. He just tapped the desk with his right finger.
After a long time, he slowly opened his mouth.
"I got it. Go and arrange for people to find out the person behind the scenes as soon as possible.”
"Yes, sir!"
The old butler left the study room respectfully.
Looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, Jeff Morgan's eyes flashed.
He muttered,"The American Financial Group, even at the last moment, they still won't give up." Since that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless!”
Even before the results of the investigation were out, Jeff Morgan had already confirmed that the mastermind behind Andy's assassination was the Consortium.
The US presidential election was never as fair and just as the outside world said.
It also had many unspoken rules.
The top ten consortiums in the United States controlled the Federal Reserve and jointly controlled the economic lifeline of the United States.
The two ruling parties, the Liberal Party and the Republic Party, were filled with the direct members of these consortiums.
Almost all of the high-level members of the two parties and the Congress were from the top ten financial groups.
It could be said that whoever they wanted to be the president would be the president.
The previous presidents were only the spokesperson for their interests, or even their marionettes.
A European scholar described the US president as such: He was an employee of one of the top ten consortiums in America.
This sentence might be a little exaggerated, but in fact, it was not much different.
Let's not talk about the distant ones, just take the African President Lu Xi'an, who was about to step down tomorrow.
The interest groups he represented were the major consortiums led by the City Consortium.
A series of policies were basically formulated and implemented around the interests of the consortium.
Although the top ten consortiums in the United States jointly controlled the United States, there were also competing interests between them.
Every presidential election was actually a game between these consortiums.
However, Morgan Financial Group won this time. Andy, whom they supported, was about to become president.
Jeff Morgan picked up the phone next to his desk and was about to dial it when he stopped.
It was as if he suddenly remembered something.
"This time, I'll watch from the sidelines and let Andy take revenge on his own. Let's see if he has the guts and courage to take revenge on the consortium.”
"If he doesn't have the guts to take revenge on the Morgan Financial Group, even if he marries Jessica, the Morgan Financial Group can't be handed over to him.”
"The heir I want not only needs strong ability, but also courage and boldness that ordinary people don't have!”
With this thought in mind, Jeff Morgan put down the phone in his hand and looked forward to Andy's response.
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