4693: C4693 Your Son Wants to Usurp the Throne

C4693 Your Son Wants to Usurp the Throne

But before he could do anything, his phone rang.

The caller ID showed that it was Mitchell's number.

Mitchell?

What was going on?

With some doubt, Oman pressed the answer button.

"Oman, someone wants to change the sky. "

But before Oman could ask, Mitchell's solemn voice came from the phone.

Oman:???

Wait, what did he just hear?

Someone wanted to change the world?

Who?

Who wanted to change the world?

Who has the guts to change the world?

This sentence directly stunned Oman.

One second, two seconds, three seconds. . .

After being stunned for more than ten seconds, Oman finally came back to his senses and hurriedly asked, "Mitchell, what do you mean by that?"

"Who wants to change the sky? Who has the guts to change the heavens?"

"As long as I, Oman, am still in the Rothschild clan, the heavens of the Rothschild clan will not change!"

Can't change?

Hehe. . .

Mitchell smiled faintly.

Even now, Oman was still immersed in the past. It was no wonder that he had the intention to change the dynasty.

"Oman, just now your son, Oman, came looking for me. " Mitchell said.

Oman:???

Arman had gone to recruit Mitchell?

In an instant, Oman's eyes narrowed.

"Mitchell, what do you mean by that?"

What do you mean?

Hehe. . .

"Your son wants to usurp the throne!"

Mitchell did not beat around the bush and went straight to the point.

Arman had already made it clear that he wanted to usurp the throne.

Boom!

Mitchell's words were like a sudden clap of thunder, exploding in Arman's mind.

Oman stood rooted to the spot.

Although he had previously guessed that Oman was trying to "harm" him.

But after testing Merlin and Will, his attention was shifted to Goodwin.

Now, Mitchell told him that Arman wanted to usurp the throne.

How could he not be surprised?

"Mitchell, are you serious?"

Oman probed.

"Nonsense!"

"If I wasn't serious, could I call you?"

Mitchell said unhappily.

If, if he hadn't been forced by Arman, he wouldn't have bothered with him.

If the snipe and the clam were to fight each other and reap the benefits, wouldn't he be a fisherman behind the scenes and reap the benefits?

"Thump ~"

After getting Michelle's confirmation, Oman's expression suddenly darkened.

That gloomy expression was as if it was about to drip water.

"Why did he look for you?"

Oman asked.

"He's asking for my support"

"You agreed?"

"[Yes]" Mitchell nodded and said: "I have no choice but to agree, he has something on me"

Mitchell agreed, but now he suddenly said "high-secret" to himself.

What did he mean by that?

Mitchell's words immediately confused Oman.

Logically speaking, since Mitchell had agreed to Alman's request, he and Alman were now on the same boat.

It was unlikely that he would contact him, much less tell him about Alman's usurpation of the throne.

But what about Mitchell's current actions?

He actually wanted to tell him about it, and now he couldn't do anything about it.0

What was going on?

He didn't play according to the rules.

One second, two seconds, three seconds. . .

Oman didn't say anything for a long time.

This time, Mitchell became anxious.

Oman did not reply for a long time, greatly disrupting his plan.

According to Mitchell's script, when he said that he had a weakness in Oman's hands,

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