Chapter 1292
Within the castle.
Simon stood in front of the retro window of the Simon's library, watching the movements of the castle's gate. He watched as the daring police came to negotiate with Stephen, and then evacuated...
His face darkened, and there was a chill in his eyes!
He wanted to know who had given those policemen the courage to come and arrest him!
"Your Majesty, I'm sorry. There must be some misunderstanding." The Simon behind him was answering the phone from the queen. "In these three days, we'll definitely investigate the matter thoroughly and give Your Majesty an explanation. Your Majesty, please have a good rest."
"Can I rest?" The queen's roar came from the phone. "Sara is competing for the throne. Now the police say that they have found evidence to prove that her fiance committed a crime. Does he want me, the queen who trusts him, to be ashamed, or does he want to make Sara lose the right to compete for the throne?"
"Your Majesty, we'll investigate this matter. I'll ask Simon in person..."
"In any case, within three days, if he doesn't take care of all these matters, I will personally put him into jail to uphold the dignity of the royal family!"
"Yes, Your Majesty. We'll deal with this matter and let Your Majesty worry about it." Hearing the queen hang up the phone, Simon put down the phone. He lowered his eyes and put his hands on the phone heavily.
Even at home, they were dressed in suits and leather shoes, which were the symbol of the rich and the upper class of the nobility!
The Simon, who was wearing a suit and a tie, took a deep breath and suppressed his anger. He said to the second son behind him, "If you are still in your teens, I will beat you up and lock you in the underground prison for decades. I won't give you any decent food, will I, Simon?"
It was a pity that his son was no longer a boy in his teens.
It was not something that could be resolved with just a few more adjustments.
What Simon did involved the crime, and the police even found out. If he had done the job of the helicopter, he would have risked endangering national security and crime relating to diplomatic affairs...
Simon remained silent and just stood in front of the window coldly.
"Do you really think that His Majesty spoke to you and bailed you out for the sake of your upcoming engagement with Princess Sara?" The Simon gritted her teeth and said with a black face, "For the sake of the Royalty, the marriage between you and Princess Sara was decided by her and the royal family. If something happened to you before your engagement, the queen and the royal family would criticize you. But if you haven't settled this matter after your engagement with Princess Sara, it would be more humiliating for the royal family!"
During these three days, if you don't get rid of all these things, His Majesty will personally order you to be put into prison for the sake of the dignity of the royal family and her!"
The Simon suddenly roared, "At that time, neither your mother nor I will be able to help you say anything. If you are betrayed and sentenced to death, my mother and I will have no choice but to watch you die!"
Simon remained silent.
The Simon strode over, grabbed the bastard son by the collar, and said furiously, "Did you hear that? I don't care if you were the one who did it or not. Get rid of all these matters within three days!"
"Of course, father." Simon replied lazily, although he had finally finished his sentence.
The Simon clenched her fists.
He wanted to wake his second son up with a punch!
The butler knocked on the door and walked into the study. "Simon, the police have left."
The Simon got rid of Simon and strode outside. She asked Butler Stephen, "What about Henry?"
"Simon, Mr. Unlock and Mr. Emperor are discussing on business terms now. They should be coming back in the afternoon," Butler Stephen said. The Simon left the hall as he made a call to Henry. At such an urgent time, he still wanted his eldest son to help deel them. After all, they were all his sons.
Simon, who had been standing behind the chamberlain, stopped him just as he was about to leave with the Simon. Simon said, "I have some questions for you, chamberlain Stephen. I hope you can answer them."
The chamberlain Stephen turned around and said, "Young Master Simon, you should try to prove your innocence at this point, instead of asking me questions."
"Is this your attitude towards me, the housekeeper, when I talk to the second son of the Poswoth family?" Simon asked, walking over with a cold look on his face.
"No, this is my suggestion to Master Simon." Supervisor Stephen replied.
"Didn't you just call someone after sending off the policemen outside the front door?" Simon stood in front of Butler Stephen and laughed sinisterly. He looked at the face of the chief butler and continued, "Let me guess. Are you calling Henry? Report what happened at home to him and tell him that there's finally a chance to deal with me, the second Young Master who can threaten his position as the head of the family?"
"Second Young Master, you are too serious," Butler Stephen said. "However, I was indeed making a call to Mr. Henry earlier. I was telling him that something happened to Mr. Henry's house and that he should return as soon as possible."
"So, his answer?"
"Mr. Alex and Mr. Emperor are Same side. I'm afraid they won't be able to come back in a short time," Stephen said. "So, you should think of your own way, Second Young Master. Mr. Henry is also very busy."
"Haha, he's busy. He must be enjoying himself, isn't he? You know very well what kind of person he is, Butler Stephen." Simon snapped." Stephen, you're actually one of the Garden of Valor, aren't you?"
"I'm the butler of the Pochiphus family. I'm at your command, master. I'll listen to your orders for the Simon. If he's not at home, I'll listen to the current Patriarch," the butler said. "Please find a way to prove your innocence for the sake of the Pochiphus family and His Majesty the Queen, who was bailed you out. I still have something to do, so I'll leave first."
Simon looked at the back of the Stephen butler with a horrified look on his face. His knuckles creaked as he clenched his fists.
He picked up his phone and called the people he sent out. "His father and daughter, did you find them? If you did, send them to hell immediately!"
Simon knew that the Edwards and his daughter must have been testifying for the police's dared to come here.
"Mr. Simon, when we went his house to attack him, Aman's men saved him. We can only be sure that He was shot but was blind. His daughter, Tenne, was sent away by Mr.Alex..." The person on the phone said, "We're still looking for them."
"Go to the hospital and search all the hospitals !" Simon retorted angrily. "Since He was shot, he must be in the hospital!"
"Yes, my lord."
"I must kill them within three days!"
Simon hung up the phone and kicked a single- person couch to the ground in a fit of rage.
When he heard that Aman had saved Them and they had even been sent away, his anger burned like a dark fire. "Aman! It's Henry!"
Delicate snacks and morning tea were placed on the marble table in the garden.
The tea was the most elegant English black tea, a scene of morning tea and leisure in Europe's noble ladies. Madame and Rowan were accompanying Chloe, a guest, to drink the morning tea.
A maid came to the Simon' wife's side, bent over and whispered into her ears, "Madam, the police just left. It was His Majesty who called Simon..."