Chapter 214: Who's Behind the Scenes (Find a Corner for Leader Yang 10/15)
The black guy drove the car very fast.
Not long after, the car arrived in front of a villa.
There were several policemen in front of the villa, and a woman with brown curly hair was standing at the door and saying something.
This is Alyssa's home, well, more specifically, it was bought to Alyssa by Belle Harris...
"Bell!" When Alyssa saw Bell arriving, she immediately ran over and threw herself into his arms.
Bell Harris hugged Alyssa, gently caressed her back, and whispered comfort in her ear.
As the vice president of a large steel company and a high-income group, isn't it reasonable to have a lover?
Alyssa's figure and appearance are much better than Catherine's, um, she's also much younger.
Of course, Bel Harris still loves his wife.
He just made a mistake that all men in the world make.
After Alyssa calmed down for a while, Bell Harris chatted a few more words with the police officers who arrived at the scene.
"He should be a habitual criminal. His movements are very neat. He is just a threat and does not hurt anyone." The police said their thoughts.
"We will investigate as soon as possible."
"I'll let you know when there's news."
The police left, and Belle Harris took Alyssa into the villa.
There was no chaos in the villa. After the robbers rushed in, they forced Alyssa at gunpoint to find the valuable items. After getting them, they immediately ran away without doing anything to harm Alyssa.
Bell Harris breathed a huge sigh of relief. Fortunately, nothing he least wanted to see happened.
Dragging his somewhat tired body, Bell Harris comforted Alyssa until an hour later...
Bell Harris left even more exhausted.
There are still people waiting at home, so I won’t go back today.
Gee, man, so tired.
He couldn't drive Alyssa's car, but luckily Bell left the phone number of the black driver just now.
The United States is like this. It's not a bustling urban area, so you have to call in advance to take a taxi.
However, before the black man's car arrived, a car stopped in front of Bear Harris.
The car window rolled down, and a man stuck his head out and said with a smile: "Mr. Bell, get in the car."
"Who are you?" Bell Harris took a closer look, and he was sure that he didn't recognize the other person.
And just when I was about to take a taxi, someone drove over. What a coincidence, right?
"Oh, it doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that someone wants to see you." The visitor was not in a hurry and continued to say with a smile.
"Whoever wants to see me, why don't you come yourself." Bell Harris took two steps back warily.
"I've said hello to you twice." The man in the car continued to say with a smile.
Bell Harris seemed to understand something, his pupils shrank suddenly, the hair on his body exploded, his hands were clenched into fists, he turned his head and glanced at the villa behind him and then looked at the people in front of him, "Fake, you guys
Crazy, you..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw the expressions of the people in the car slowly turning cold, and Bell Harris suppressed all his angry words.
"Go, or don't go!" The person in the car said coldly: "Mom, I can't talk to you well, can I?"
Bel Harris opened his mouth, and there were big drops of sweat on his forehead. He really didn't want to go, he was really scared, these people almost hit him to death just now.
But, he really doesn't dare to refuse now.
As if his footsteps were filled with lead, he moved towards the car door little by little. The person in the car cursed impatiently: "Now, now!"
Bell Harris shivered, quickened his pace, opened the car door and got in.
The car drove away quickly, and not long after, the black man drove here but saw no one. He stared at his big black and white eyes and cursed loudly.
…
"Here, get off the car."
Bel Harris was taken to the road, where a stretch Lincoln was parked on the side of the road.
The car door was opened, and someone pushed him behind him. Bell Harris staggered into the car, and when he raised his head, he saw Sean, whom he had just met in the morning.
"You, it's you!" Bell Harris's eyes widened and he looked at Sean in disbelief, "How could it be you!"
He thought of many people in his mind, but he never thought it would be Sean.
This is a member of the Rockefeller family!
How could you do such a thing that threatens other people's lives?
This method is too despicable and brutal. Only drug criminals and gangsters can do it!
"I didn't expect that!" Sean raised his eyebrows and said thoughtfully: "So, in fact, you did what you did today without knowing anything about my situation."
"You, you, I, I will definitely report it to the Trust Committee, I will sue you!" Bell Harris shouted through gritted teeth.
Normally, there is nothing wrong with this approach.
"Hehe, hehe, sue me?" Sean was amused by this guy.
"What are you suing me for? You can't sue me for anything. A car accident? It's just fatigue driving. There is nothing except some financial losses. The driver is at the police station. Robbery? The robbers have not been found. What does it have to do with me?"
"You can say such childish words, your more than 40 years have been wasted."
Sean shook his head, looking very disappointed.
"I, I..." Bell Harris opened his mouth, unable to refute for a while.
"Okay, don't waste time. What did I ask? What did you say? Who asked you to give such a quotation?" Sean's face turned cold, and the air in the car instantly became suppressed.
Bell Harris swallowed involuntarily, "This, this is a normal quote."
"But, that is for the outside world, and should not be for me, Sean Rockefeller!"
Being stared at by Sean, Bell Harris felt his heart beating wildly. He really didn't expect that the Rockefellers, who had always been elegant and appeared in public with a philanthropic image, would have such a person.
Thinking about what he had just experienced, he cursed the person who gave him the order and said quickly: "The Rockefeller Family Fund Trusteeship Committee."
"Them!?" Sean frowned. He really knew this. John Rockefeller made two trusteeships before his death.
The trustee of the 1934 trust was Chase National Bank.
The trustee of the 1952 letter was Fidelity Union Trust, which was later acquired by Wachovia Bank.
The form of these two trusts is an irrevocable trust, that is, the trust agreement cannot be changed or terminated without the consent of the beneficiary.
The beneficiaries of these two trusts are all the fourth generation of the family, the generation of Sean's cheap dad.
Currently, some of the beneficiaries of the trust have been transferred to the fifth generation, including Hayden.
The steel company that Sean came to this time has a large part of its stock held by Fidelity United Trust.
However, what Sean couldn't understand was that he didn't have any conflict with the other party, so why should he stumble?