Seeing the servant's panicked expression, Davidson jumped up from the sofa and walked out quickly.
After walking a few steps, he paused, tilted his head, and said politely to Tang Xili and Yong Zhixu, "Evelyn, Mr. Yong, I'll be right back."
Even though the old man in his sixties was impatient, he did not lose his composure and courtesy.
Tang Xili stood up and extended her hand as a 'please' gesture, "Mr. Dupont, go and deal with it first."
Davidson nodded, quickened his pace, and followed the servant downstairs.
Watching the two disappear around the corner, Tang Xili sat down again, picked up the coffee, opened her red lips, and drank the coffee elegantly and slowly.
Yong Zhixu sat over and reached out to straighten her slightly crooked blue diamond headband.
"Don't you want to go down and take a look?" he asked, and smoothed her fur shawl over her.
Tang Xili raised her eyelids and glanced at him, calm and composed, "What's so good about a dead person?"
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First Floor Banquet Hall
Three minutes ago, as the atmosphere reached its climax, all the lights went out.
The whole place was silent, except for a beam of light shining on the ground from the side door.
The ethereal birthday song sounded, and a slight sound was heard. Davidson's three granddaughters walked in from the side door, pushing a blue Gothic castle cake that was nearly three meters high.
They walked towards Victoria while singing Happy Birthday, wishing her happiness.
Half a month ago, Victoria had just recovered from a serious illness, but she suddenly received the sad news of her grandson's tragic death, and was deeply saddened.
The birthday party was originally going to be cancelled, but Davidson wanted to make his wife happy and get over her grief, so he held it as planned.
In fact, Victoria had been forcing herself to be happy all day.
The moment her granddaughters appeared pushing a big cake, she shed tears. Yes, there were still many family members who cared about her, and she couldn't let the children worry too much.
The lights in the banquet hall lit up one by one. A cake was pushed in front of Victoria. Surrounded by her family, she blew out the candles on the cake. Then, she took the knife from her granddaughter, held her hand, and symbolically cut into the cake.
When it was halfway through cutting, it suddenly got stuck and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't cut any further. He heard a scream of pain from inside.
This frightened Victoria and the people nearby, and they stepped back with horror on their faces.
Then the cake collapsed and an arm suddenly stretched out from it.
"Ah——" the little granddaughter screamed in fright.
The armed bodyguards at the scene remained highly alert and immediately rushed over when they heard the screams.
Then, a person crawled out of the cake in a rage, his body covered with cream, and his face and hair were all covered with cream, so his original appearance could not be seen.
The only thing that is certain is that it is a man.
The tall man came out of the cake with shaking feet, smeared the cream on his face, and kept swearing in English. It was obvious that he was confused and angry about the situation.
He opened his eyes and glanced at the frightened little girls and old women in front of him, then looked around and saw people all dressed in bright clothes.
The man was stunned. Isn't this someone from the DuPont family?
Suddenly, a surge of anger filled my heart. Damn it, had I caught him for so many days just for him to hide in the cake and play a prank?
Alan Morgan was furious. He pulled out a gun and rushed towards Victoria, cursing.
After being locked up for half a month, at this moment, his anger overwhelmed his rationality, and he didn't even think about why he had a gun on him.
He just wanted to ask why the DuPont family had locked him up.
However, before Allen had taken a few steps in a hurry, he was shot by a bodyguard at the scene. Seeing him rushing towards Mrs. Victoria with a gun, he shot without thinking.
When the other bodyguards saw this, they also opened fire.
In just a few seconds, Allen was beaten like a hornet's nest. Before he could even utter a word of questioning, he fell to the ground and died.
Blood gushed out from under him, mixed with white cream, and flowed onto the ground, looking very much like a rose in an oil painting.
“Ahhhh—”
The guests' screams were heard in the banquet hall. Everyone was in a panic. Some ran out reflexively, while others squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands.
Victoria was so frightened that she fainted in the arms of her grandchildren.
When Davidson hurried down the stairs following the maid, the scene was already in chaos.
He pushed through the crowd, ran to Victoria, and ordered the servant to call a private doctor immediately. He then put his ear to Victoria's heart and listened. Feeling that her heart was still beating, he breathed a sigh of relief.
A minute later, the private doctor arrived. He handed his wife to the private doctor, stood in the middle of the field, and began to stabilize the situation.
After everyone at the scene calmed down, Davis waved his hand and asked the bodyguards to check who the deceased was.
The bodyguards took a tissue and wiped the cream off the dead man's face. After a careful examination, they were surprised: "Mr. Dupont, it's Alan Morgan, the murderer of the Second Young Master!"
Davidson's pupils shrank and he was a little shocked. How could Alan appear here?
He glanced at Alan's hand and saw that he was holding a gun.
The man came out of the cake and was holding a gun. Could it be that he had forced the Morgan family to hand over the person during this period, and Allen was dissatisfied and wanted to take revenge on his family?
At this moment, someone in the crowd said, "He's hiding in the cake with a gun. He wants to kill Mrs. Victoria!"
With these words, the guests who did not run away also remembered that after Allen cut open the cake, he rushed towards Victoria with a gun.
There is indeed suspicion of murder.
This sentence also reinforced Davidson's guess that Allen deliberately killed people because he forced the Morgan family.
What a stubborn and arrogant guy! Not only did he kill his grandson, but he also dared to run to his house and touch his family members. He really doesn't take them seriously.
Lawlessness!
Good, very good!
Several politicians who were protected at the scene were there to mediate. Seeing this, they all said, "Davidson, there may be some misunderstanding..."
"There must be a misunderstanding. Alan wouldn't dare."
Davidson sneered in anger, "He dared to hang my grandson and kill him openly, what else would he not dare to do?"
Before, he had questioned whether Allen really dared to disregard the law and kill people?
Today, he finally understood that he really dared. Alan Morgan was a bad seed spoiled by his family, a daring devil!
Originally, he thought that as long as the Morgan family handed over Allen, one life for one life, the matter would be settled peacefully.
Now, forget it.
He and the Morgan family are irreconcilable!
When Tang Xili and Yong Zhixu came down from the second floor, Davidson was calling the police.
This matter is in the public eye, so it naturally cannot end like this. There must be an explanation to the public.
Instead of asking others to call the police, it is better to call the police proactively, classify this incident as intentional homicide by Alan Morgan, and control public opinion on your side.
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