The night is deep.
At Elrad Manor in the Hamptons, New York, Elvis Morgan sat at a marble side table in front of a French window, holding a white chess set, lost in thought.
Opposite the black and white chessboard with crisscrossing longitude and latitude is a middle-aged man with an oriental face, but with deep eyebrows and eyes, giving him a strong sense of mixed blood.
This person is Max Morgan, who is the father of Elvis.
But the atmosphere between the two of them did not have the warmth between father and son. Instead, it seemed like two old acquaintances who had not seen each other for a long time and were half-familiar with each other.
In fact, the two had not seen each other for many years.
Ever since his mother died ten years ago, Elvis had rarely seen him, and the number of times they had met in the past ten years could be counted on one hand.
After a while, Elvis put down the white chess piece in his hand and said, "You and Evelyn should resolve your grudge alone."
The implication is, don't drag your family into this.
He had been thinking about this problem since the news of the failed assassination came this morning. The family business had been passed down for more than two hundred years, and he didn't want it to be destroyed in his own hands.
Max glanced at him, as if he was watching the innocent speech of an innocent child.
"Do you think you can stay out of this now? She's a vindictive person. From the moment you sent someone to assassinate her, there was no way you could stay out of this."
"It's easy to get on the boat, but hard to get off. We are all in the same boat now."
When this was mentioned, Elvis's face darkened, because he always felt something was wrong.
He went to assassinate her suddenly, but Evelyn was accompanied by so many people, even fighter planes...
At this moment, Elvis's old assistant came hurriedly and said, "Elvis, half an hour ago, three of our factories in New York were burned down."
Elvis frowned and lit a cigarette, "Who did it?"
The old assistant nodded, "DuPont's people."
This surprised Elvis. Why would he suddenly do such a thing?
"Have you found out why he did this?"
The old assistant shook his head. "I don't know, but two hours ago, several DuPont factories caught fire. I wonder if it's related to this incident."
"Go check it out right away."
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Half an hour later, the old assistant returned. "The arsonist who burned down DuPont's European automobile factory has been apprehended. He confessed at the police station. We sent someone to do it."
"We?" Elvis's eyes flashed, and after thinking for a few seconds, he suddenly said with a gloomy face, "We've been fooled!"
He finally realized what was wrong.
She was able to escape unscathed that morning because she had anticipated that he would send someone to kill her, so she took advantage of his trick, went out to keep the appointment, and then sent people to burn down the DuPont factory to put the blame on him. Forming an alliance then became a natural thing.
In other words, his assassination actually became the driving force behind the alliance between Evelyn and DuPont.
The man angrily hammered the marble side table and ordered, "Go and bring the arsonist from Europe."
The old assistant looked troubled. "The arsonist has escaped from prison, and the police are chasing him."
Upon hearing this, Elvis became furious, swept the chess board down, and cursed "Damn it".
The chess pieces fell to the ground.
Max bent down and picked up the Black Queen that had rolled to his feet. His expression, which had been casual just now, now became sinister.
The little wolf that I raised is even better than before.
How to respond?
Max thought for a moment, and a flash of light flashed in his mind. "She planned to kill DuPont's grandson. If DuPont knew about this, he would definitely turn against her."
Elvis raised his eyes. "You mean, we should cut off the source of the trouble, hand over the evidence that she orchestrated the incident to DuPont, and let them kill each other?"
Max looked at him without saying anything.
Ives thought he acquiesced, and a hint of difficulty flashed in his eyes, "She cleared herself of that matter too cleanly, there is no valid evidence at all..."
Suddenly, he raised his voice, "Then create some evidence?"
Max stared at him for a long time, then shook his head with a look of disappointment. After all, this son was not as smart as Evelyn in every aspect.
"She will always have enough backup plans before doing something..." he reminded.
Yet Elvis still didn't understand.
There was even more disappointment in Max's eyes, now that he had said this.
"DuPont's grandson is not dead at all!"
"Not dead?" Elvis was shocked. "How is this possible?"
DuPont personally identified the body and cried heart-wrenchingly, it didn't seem like he was acting.
However, Max's tone was even more certain, "He's definitely not dead. Evelyn..."
He picked up the chessboard and chess pieces on the ground, and placed a soldier on the intersection of the chess pieces.
"When she took this initiative, the whole game was basically in her hands. She would have thought that we could fabricate false evidence to undermine the alliance. She would have considered every possibility."
In this muddy water, the most effective and useful stabilizing force is that DuPont's grandson is still alive.
If the grandson was not dead, DuPont would continue to cooperate even if he knew about this, because once people become greedy, their desires will be difficult to satisfy.
As long as DuPont has the idea of forming an alliance, it will not stop.
They will seize this piece of fat meat and hold on to it until the end.
After his guidance, Elvis suddenly understood, and his eyes were instantly filled with blame and resentment. "Max, why did you care about her in the first place?"
Why should I care about her?
Max looked up, through the floor-to-ceiling window, at the stars in the night sky, and the scene of his first meeting with Tang Xili flashed through his mind.
It was a rainy day, the autumn rain was cold. She was 13 years old, wearing tattered thin clothes, soaked all over, and rummaging through the trash can for food, like a dirty stray dog.
He felt pity for her, took her out to dinner, and brought her into the organization.
He remembered that day, she was standing next to the trash can, staring at him for a long time.
Later, when she betrayed him and tried to kill him, he suddenly remembered that look and realized that the girl with such a high IQ had known who he was the moment she saw him for the first time.
She has been enduring and studying hard under him to make herself stronger.
He thought she betrayed him because he poisoned her, but it turned out that she had been aiming for his life from the beginning.
In fact, he had regretted it a long time ago and should have let her fend for herself.
He forged the knife with his own hands to kill himself.
Seeing his eyes full of regret, Elvis hated him even more, "Max, why did you drag the whole family into this?"
Max closed his eyelids. Why? Because he wanted to live.
After being hunted all over the world for these years, he doesn't want to hide anymore. He wants to find a mountain that is as big as her to compete with her and take back everything that belongs to him.
Perhaps guessing his intention, Elvis suddenly stood up and looked at him angrily, "You are still so selfish!"
He turned and walked out, instructing the old assistant following behind him, "Go find DuPont's grandson Cole immediately."
"yes."
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