4687: C4687 The Best Thing to Control Is the Heart

C4687 The Best Thing to Control Is the Heart

Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit one thing: what Goodwin said was true.

Hall really wouldn't let go of this opportunity.

However, Arman was not too worried. He had evidence that Blake had stolen the family's wealth.

Just this point alone was enough to make Hall not dare to act rashly.

"I will be careful with Hall."

"But right now, the most important thing isn't Hall, but to think of a way to deal with the remaining elders."

Arman said in a deep voice, "Uncle Goodwin, I asked you to collect their information. How is it?"

"Young Master Arman, this is the information of the remaining two clan elders. Please take a look."

Goodwin nodded and took out a piece of information from his bag and handed it to Arman.

Alman took the information and glanced at it. Soon, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Let's go and meet the Michelle elder."

As he spoke, Arman brought Goodwin to Michelle's residence.

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Study room...

"Elder Michelle, don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you."

Oman's lips curled up, and he slowly put down his phone.

Just now, he had just spoken to the elder of the Rothschild family, Michelle.

On the phone, Michelle clearly stated that she would stand on his side.

This made Oman feel relieved.

Michelle was the oldest among the many elders of the Rothschild family.

She was also the one with the most authority among all the elders of the Rothschild family.

As long as Michelle stood on his side, no one would be able to shake his position.

Of course, in order to make sure everything went smoothly, Oman's operation did not end there.

The Rothschild family had six elders.

Of course, the more support they received, the better.

A moment later, he dialed Birwick's number.

"Doo Doo Doo ~"

After three blinks, the call was smoothly answered.

"Hello, Oman, is there something you need from me?"

Before Oman could say anything, Bilwick's voice came through the phone.

If there was a problem, of course there was a problem, and it was a big one!2

Oman's lips curved up slightly, and he said with a smile, "Bilwick, I remember your grandson Harvey. Recently, he has been competing for the position of the president of the Red Shield Bank, right?"

Bilwick:??

Hearing Oman's words, Bilvic's eyes immediately narrowed.

He could hear something different from Oman's words.

"Oman, what do you mean?"

"I watched Harvey grow up after all. I know his ability. It's alright to be a deputy, but if he's a formal employee, I'm afraid his ability isn't enough."

Oman said with a smile.

In an instant, Bilvic's face darkened.

As an elder, what he hoped the most was for his juniors to surpass their master.

But now, Oman said that his grandson wasn't capable enough. What did he mean by that? Was he provoking him?

"Oman, are you provoking me?"

"You don't need to judge whether Harvey's ability is enough."

Bilvic said word by word with a gloomy face.

"Elder Bilwick, you are wrong. I am the patriarch of the Rothschild family. Of course, I can judge the abilities of the family members."

"Harvey, whether you have the ability or not is just a matter of a few words from me. Bilvic, you should understand what I mean, right?"

Bilvic:..." "

Understood!

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