The Duke's little ancestor slipped away again

high seas.

A part of the ocean that is not subject to the sovereign jurisdiction and control of any country.

"Mr. Moshi, the high seas are just ahead. Do we still need to take the ones in the cabin with us?"

In the main warehouse, a man dressed in black who looked like a bodyguard asked Mo Xi, who was drinking with his upper body naked in front of him.

"Our Lord Duke is not a man who is easy to talk to. His children are in our hands now, and we still have room for bargaining. If we lose the leverage, how much time do you think we have left?"

Mo Xi shook the wine glass in his hand, and his eyes became more and more blurred.

"Duke Vaughan is seriously ill and in bed, and the Empire's stock price has plummeted. His wife is busy dealing with it. For the time being, there should be no flawless clone to trouble us."

The bodyguard told Mo Xi the information he had secretly collected in the past few days.

"You underestimate Vaughn and his wife. The news of the Empire is never disclosed. What you have learned is mostly what they want others to know. Maybe the news of Vaughn's serious illness is true, but the fact that there are problems with the Empire's stock price and internal affairs... is unbelievable. Do you think his subordinates are just there to eat for free?"

It must be said that Mo Xi's analytical ability and insight were sharp, because at this moment the Empire State Building's president's office was filled with peace.

"Ma'am, the news has been released, and we haven't found any movement from them yet."

Asim picked up the coffee beside him and took a sip.

"Ok?"

Why is it sweet?

"Assistant Asim, if I'm not mistaken, the cup of coffee you just drank... should be mine."

Salifu walked over with a smile on his face, twisting his waist. He put one hand on Asim's shoulder and naturally took the cup from his hand with the other hand. Then he drank all the coffee in the cup from the place where he had just drunk.

"Well, it's so sweet."

"Get lost! Are you sick?"

Asim pushed him away in disgust, and brushed off the non-existent dust on his shoulders.

"Yes, I am not only sick, but also seriously ill. Do you know what the illness is? Let me tell you, my illness is called lovesickness. If I have time tomorrow, Special Assistant Asim will let me see your abdominal muscles again. Maybe my illness will be cured."

Salifu pinched his index finger and poked Asim's waist through his suit.

"Vaughn, you were right."

Bourne silently gave a thumbs up.

"What did you say to him?"

Mu Mu put down the black sticky substance he was fiddling with and looked at Vaughn beside him curiously.

"Nothing, don't listen to Bourne's nonsense."

Vaughan gave Bourne a warning look, and the latter flinched and looked away.

"Jingjing, are you curious?"

"I'm more curious about the wine in your cellar."

Ruan Jing had been longing for the wine in the cellar of the villa halfway up the mountain for a long time, but the Duke only opened it to his wife.

"Havira, are you curious?"

"I'm a little curious about what this thing you've got now."

If it is medicine, then why does it smell like it has a sweet fragrance?

"Tika, what about you?"

"I'm... curious."

How could she not be curious? This ancestor was obviously going to cause trouble. What if she didn't unite with her... and didn't play with her?

"Since your curiosity is related to me, why don't I take you out to play? The Duke has men to do as men, so I, the Duchess, will take you out..."

"Mu Mu... stop making trouble."

Vaughn raised his hand and wanted to rub the little girl's head, but Mu Mu tilted her head and dodged.

"No, the Duke is seriously ill in bed, and I am in charge of such a large company in the empire alone. It is reasonable for me to go out and get drunk when I am exhausted, right?"

"and then?"

"And then? Nothing else?"

"Mu Mu, I've already asked someone to watch over Tang Tang and Qing Qing. Nothing will happen to them. You should give them enough trust and confidence."

"I……"

Mu Mu was not embarrassed when his little thoughts were exposed, and he directly stated his request.

"Of course I believe them, but I just can't help but worry. I'm worried, and I feel bad. When I feel bad, I want to go out for a drink. Do you have any objection?"

"Isn't the wine at home as mellow as the one outside?"

“There are people in my family who make me unhappy.”

"You have to give Selif some face, right?"

Knowing that she was making a fuss about not letting him speak, Vaughn patiently negotiated with her in a low voice.

"Who among you in this room has dignity?"

"I'll tell you later, okay?"