Chapter 23: The Fury of the Rosenberg Family
In the conference hall, all the Rosenberg family members were stunned by this scene.
"Arthur! What are you doing?"
An elderly man with white hair and beard slammed the table and stood up abruptly. It was Harry Rosenberg, one of the family elders.
"You want to call for backup? You want to tip someone off?"
Other family members also stood up one after another, their eyes full of anger.
"Arthur, you've really disappointed us!"
"We've supported you as the family head all these years, treated you as part of the Rosenberg family! And you actually..."
"How can you face Mira after all she's done for you?"
In fact, the Rosenberg family had been unhappy with Arthur for a long time. The reason was simple—he was just an adopted son.
Even though Emily had been dead for many years, they still believed Emily was the true heir.
Arthur quickly waved his hands to explain, "No! Listen to me! I'm innocent! I really didn't know about what happened back then!"
"Then why did you call for help?"
Leo looked at him coldly, "If you're really innocent, why would you want to call for backup at this moment?"
"I... I..."
Arthur was at a loss for words, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. "I just... I just wanted to save Caroline... We're husband and wife after all, I couldn't bear to watch her die..."
"Husband and wife?"
Chloe suddenly stepped forward, her eyes full of tears and anger.
"You say you're husband and wife?"
"Then what about my mother?"
"I..."
What Arthur answered was a loud slap.
Chloe raised her hand high and slapped Arthur hard across the face.
"You still dare to say you're innocent?"
Chloe gritted her teeth, tears streaming down continuously. "When my mother died, I had just been born! If the nanny hadn't risked her life to save me, I would have died too!"
"And you... You hypocrite! You clearly knew the truth, but chose to stay silent for power and status!"
"How are you any different from those murderers?"
Other family members also glared at Arthur angrily.
"Someone like you doesn't deserve to be the head of the Rosenberg family!"
"Do you even have a conscience?"
Facing everyone's accusations, Arthur collapsed to his knees, trembling all over. "Mother, I really didn't know back then... By the time I found out, it had already happened... I just didn't dare speak up..."
"Shut up!"
Mira slammed the armrest of her wheelchair, her aged eyes full of anger. "Arthur, how have I treated you?"
"You were just an orphan back then. I adopted you and raised you like my own son!"
"And what about you?"
"For your own power and status, you watched my daughter get murdered and pretended you knew nothing!"
"Do you know? When Emily died, I cried for a whole year! Every night I had nightmares, dreaming of her covered in blood, begging me for help!"
Arthur knelt on the ground, trembling all over, unable to say a word.
"Victor."
Mira took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.
"I'm here!"
Victor stepped forward and knelt on one knee.
"From now on, Arthur is no longer the head of the Rosenberg family!"
"Strip him of all family positions and inheritance rights!"
"Place him under house arrest in the east wing of the manor. Without my permission, he's not allowed to step out of his room!"
"Yes!"
Victor immediately waved his hand, and two bodyguards stepped forward, grabbed Arthur, and dragged him out.
"No! Mother! Mother!"
Arthur struggled desperately, but it was useless. He was quickly dragged out of the conference hall.
"As for you two..."
Mira's gaze fell on Caroline and Edward, her eyes full of deep hatred.
"You killed my daughter. This blood debt must be repaid with your lives!"
"No! Don't!"
Caroline screamed, struggling desperately. "You can't kill me! I'm from the Vanderbilt family!"
"The Vanderbilt family?"
Leo suddenly laughed and pulled out a gun from his waist. "You think the Vanderbilt family can save you?"
Bang!
A gunshot rang out.
Caroline's screams stopped abruptly, and her body slowly fell to the ground.
"No..."
Edward turned around in terror, trying to run away.
Bang!
Another gunshot.
The back of Edward's head exploded, and he fell face-first to the ground.
Blood quickly spread across the carpet.
The conference hall fell into dead silence.
Everyone was shocked by the sudden gunshots, staring blankly at the two bodies on the ground.
Leo put away his gun, walked past the two bodies expressionlessly, and lit another cigar.
Mira looked at the two bodies on the ground. There was no pity in her eyes, only cold warning. "See clearly! This is what happens to traitors!"
All family members were silent as cicadas in winter, lowering their heads one after another, not daring to meet Mira's eyes.
"From today on!"
Mira pulled Chloe to her side, raised her hand high, and announced to everyone:
"Chloe is the sole heir of the Rosenberg family! The next family head!"
"She will inherit all my shares and assets! Her will is my will!"
"Anyone who dares to disobey will end up like them!"
"We obey!"
The family members present bowed one after another, and no one dared to object anymore.
Chloe's heart was filled with mixed emotions.
She knew that from this moment on, her life would completely change.
And all of this was brought to her by the man beside her.
She turned to look at Leo, her eyes full of tenderness and gratitude.
"Finally..."
Mira looked at Leo, her eyes full of solemnity. "In the name of the Rosenberg family, I declare that from now on, we will spare no effort to take revenge on the Drake family!"
"But now is not the time for an open break. They're good at conspiracies and tricks, so we'll use their own methods and pay them back a hundredfold!"
"I want Evan, I want the entire Drake family, to pay a bloody price for the crimes they committed twenty years ago!"
The Rosenberg Mansion, after the meeting ended.
Leo stood alone on the terrace of the main building, overlooking the entire estate.
The autumn wind blew, making his black trench coat flutter.
The smoke from his cigar was blown away by the wind, disappearing into the night.
The gunshots from earlier still echoed in his ears.
The deaths of Caroline and Edward were just the beginning.
The real battle was still ahead.
Just then, a seductive perfume scent drifted from behind.
Leo turned around to find that someone had appeared on the sofa at some point.
A seductive figure reclined on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine, her long, fair legs casually crossed, her wine-red evening gown outlining a breathtaking figure.
It was the information broker, the European arms queen—Victoria.
"Dear Reaper, your efficiency is as high as ever. The smell of blood has drifted all the way to me."
Victoria swirled her wine glass, looking at Leo with seductive eyes.
"How did you get in?" Leo frowned slightly, though he wasn't surprised by her appearance.
Her intelligence network spanned the globe. Sneaking into his room silently was nothing unusual.
"When I want to see you, there are always ways." Victoria put down her wine glass, walked barefoot on the soft carpet, step by step toward Leo.
She pressed her body against Leo and said, "The mole in the Rosenberg family has been cleaned up. Congratulations, you've pulled out another one of the Drake family's fangs."
"Get to the point." Leo remained unmoved and took a sip of whiskey.
"Fine, no sense of romance."
Victoria shrugged helplessly. The seductive look on her face instantly faded, replaced by a businessman's shrewdness. "Caroline is dead. Do you think the Vanderbilt family will let this go?"
"The Vanderbilt family?" A flash of coldness passed through Leo's eyes.
"That's right." Victoria lit a lady's cigarette, her eyes becoming sharp. "The Vanderbilt family may not be as powerful as the Drake family, but if these two families join forces, they'll be much harder to deal with."
"Go on!" Leo took a drag of his cigarette, quite calm.
"Because our enemy is the same. The Vanderbilt family's energy business in Europe has also taken a big slice of my cake."
Victoria moved closer to Leo, her red lips almost touching his ear. "So, I've brought you some good news."