On the top floor of the Wildenstein Building, an impromptu meeting was coming to an end.
"That's it for today. Regarding the relocation of the company's headquarters to Manhattan, we can no longer delay it. All departments need to speed up the progress——"
Just when the group president Consulli Wildenstein announced the end of the meeting and stood up from the top of the long table, the atmosphere in the conference room suddenly changed. All the participants were stretched out with fatigue.
He was lazing around, or hurriedly packing up the documents in front of him.
But at this moment, a young and clear voice sounded in the conference room: "Everyone! I think we have forgotten something."
Everyone couldn't help but look sideways at the speaker. He was a young man with fiery red hair, about twenty years old, with a handsome face and a sunny and tough temperament.
"Hazel Wildenstein, this is a member of our Wildenstein family. But now this poor little girl is in a basement in Atlanta, suffering inhuman torture. Maybe tonight, she will become
The victim of the resurrected Catastrophic Dragon Girl."
At this time, even Consulli Wildenstein stopped, but the first person to respond was a middle-aged man sitting in the second seat from the left with a somewhat stout figure. This man's eyes were slightly squinted.
, with an unpleasant sheen.
"What do you want to say, Philip?"
"What I'm trying to say is, we can't just ignore her!"
The young man put his hands on the desk and glared at the people on both sides of the conference table: "I don't know what made you ignore her existence. You actually pretended that nothing happened. But I can't see it.
Get down, gentlemen! What flows in her body is the blood of our Wildenstein family! And now, we are sitting back and watching one of our blood relatives die!"
"But Philip, she is no longer one of our tribe."
The speaker was next to Kang Xiuli, with a sinister temperament and a smile on his face: "She and her father have been removed from the list, haven't they? We have already taken back her surname. Strictly speaking, she
There is no right to use the surname Wildenstein."
"But this doesn't change the fact that the blood in her body belongs to Wildenstein."
The eyes of the young man named Philip were filled with anger: "Uncle Cleo, and everyone, have you ever thought about how the famous families in Atlanta will view the Wildenstein family after this incident? Those of us
How do the tribesmen feel about the family? This Wildenstein Building, this group company with a market value of hundreds of billions, the original intention of our ancestors to establish it is to protect our tribesmen and our bloodline, isn't it?
?”
“A very powerful speech!”
In the first seat on the right, an elegant woman wearing a red suit skirt smiled and applauded the young man: "I have always believed that Philip, your talent lies in the political arena. If one day, your talent
Voters will be captivated by your speech."
"Don't praise him so much, Margaret, you will make him even more forgetful. If an innocent guy like him really goes into politics, he will be eaten to the bone."
The fat middle-aged man laughed and shook his head slightly: "Since Philip mentioned that poor little girl, let's vote on this matter as an issue, everyone? Agree to rescue Hazel and save her from the hands of the Dragon Witch Cult.
How about those who have been rescued please raise your hands? I think if the number exceeds 1/3, our private army can be dispatched."
But ten seconds later, more than 20 people present, including Consulli Wildenstein, were indifferent. This made Philip Wildenstein's face turn red, and his eyes were angry and hateful.
"Wow! Is it just Philip?"
Margaret Wildenstein, the woman in a red suit and skirt, first exclaimed and then looked at Jennifer Wildenstein: "You surprised me.
, Jennifer. With all the people in the conference room, I thought you were the only one who would agree with him."
"I don't know why you say that, Aunt Margaret."
Jennifer's face darkened: "Excuse me, what's the reason?"
"Sorry, I didn't mean anything else."
Margaret raised her lips slightly: "I have heard about your family. Your mother and Vivian are very close, and the situations of your two families are also very similar."
Jennifer couldn't help but squeeze the hands she placed under the table tightly, and suddenly veins popped out.
But just when she wanted to respond, Philip's fluctuating breath suddenly calmed down: "Everyone, I have recently heard a theory that the reason why our Wildenstein family treated that little girl...
Indifference is actually an exchange. We gave Hazel as a tribute to the Calamity Dragon Lady Adriana in exchange for the princess not to take revenge on our family for the death of the Calamity Dragon God Disfalk.
."
"Nonsense!"
The fat middle-aged man stood up immediately with an angry expression: "Shut up, Philip, do you know what you are talking about? You bastard."
"Of course I know."
At this moment, Philip's whole body was suddenly burning with golden and white flames, and his eyes glanced at everyone present with ridicule: "You let me down very much, a group of people who keep talking about family ties, and the history and honor of Wildenstein."
You guys who are extremely important, when you really need to safeguard the honor of your family and protect our people, you behave like a bunch of people in the gutter.
Mouse. I don’t understand, what kind of glory can such a Wildenstein have? Forget it, since you are unwilling to save that little girl, then I will use my own power to intervene. If anyone dares to stop me, or through other
Set up obstacles in a different way. I, Philip, swear that I will spend my whole life making you bear the price! I don’t care who it is, even if he is my father——"
After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, covering his mouth and nose with his hands, as if he disliked the stench of the place.
When he pushed the door open and left, the fat man seemed to feel palpitations. He covered his chest with his hands and sat down with a pale face.
"He is indeed a guy who has awakened the bloodline of the sacred dragon Osvid. His sense of justice is unparalleled."
Margaret chuckled and looked away from the door: "But we can't really ignore him, right? It will be very troublesome."
"Of course! The Dragon Witch Cult is not our responsibility."
Cleo Wildenstein, the sinister-looking man on the left, said calmly: "Six hundred years ago, we joined forces to form this federation and watched the establishment of powerful institutions like the FBI and CIA. Every year
We pay billions in taxes just to expect them to deal with us
Unable to handle the security problem? At this time, when the main body of the group is about to move to Manhattan, the Wildenstein family cannot add more enemies. Rodrio, Philip, he is your son, stop him
You are responsible for the matter. Father, what do you think?"
"Can."
Consulley Wildenstein seemed to be in a lack of interest. He stood up again and walked towards the door of the conference room: "Philip wants to save the little girl. This is his freedom; if you want to stop him, it is also your right."
."
When this person also left, everyone in the room couldn't help but frown, not knowing what he meant.
Jennifer was equally puzzled, with confusion in her eyes. She was thinking about what her grandfather meant by these words.