Chapter 904 - Frame (1/2)

Chapter 904: Frame

Translator: Min Editor: Caron_

“Mr. James Rothschild, may I ask if what you said is true?”

In front of reporters, the moment when James told “the truth,” the audience erupted.

Originally, James, who was identified to be dead in the fire, reappeared before the public. However, compared to what he said next, the shock caused by the “resurrection of the dead” was simply not worth mentioning.

“Yes, what I said is true, truer than the 24k gold ring on my finger!”

“…I repeat once again that the fire that took place in Pilsen wasn’t a terrorist attack but a despicable and shameless murder!” Standing in front of cameras, James Rothschild waved his fist frantically and scolded the conspirators. “As for the murderer, it wasn’t anyone but Carmen Rothschild, my brother.”

“Mr. Rothschild, what evidence do you have?” A reporter brought the microphone closer and said quickly, “If your accusation is validated, this will become the most appalling scandal in this century. We need to know more details.”

“Details? You need detail? G.o.d, I know my brother too well. He’s a man who can do anything to achieve his goal! Anybody can be a victim, even his allies, even his closest relatives. Don’t believe? Haha, Look at Ber. It’s a beautiful city, isn’t it? You might have forgotten what happened there two years ago, but I will never forget!”

James didn’t answer the reporter’s question directly because he had no evidence at all. Instead, he cleverly threw out even more exciting news. He pushed the terrorist attack two years ago in front of the media, intentionally yet unintentionally linking it to the Rothschilds.

It was a fact.

They were certainly involved in that attack.

After that, Merkel lost the trust of voters, and the New Choice Party came to power. The Jewish Consortium became a direct beneficiary.

Suspicion required no evidence.

Whether or not James could produce evidences, his previous remarks already created controversy. It would take time before the scandal become a conspiracy theory. He didn’t need to make any explanations, in fact, he could even just hide from the media to create the illusion that he was being hunted by his own brother and family. This would add persuasiveness to this baseless conspiracy theory.

The report continued, but James Rothschild used the excuse of not feeling well to end the interview. But judging by the swarm of microphones, the reporters who sensed a big story didn’t plan on letting him go.

“This b.a.s.t.a.r.d,” said Johnson, gnas.h.i.+ng his teeth in rage, his eyes flashed with ferocity. “I advised you to kill him long ago.”

Carmen gloomily stared at the TV. His four fingers holding the gla.s.s tapped in order. The reflection of the shaking liquid on the gla.s.s didn’t reveal his emotions at the moment.

“Do I need to arrange people to take him out?” Johnson sighed.

“No.” Rothschild shook his head then he suddenly grinned and smiled. “If we acted in anger, they would, in turn, use my brother’s death and frame me as a heartless demon or cold-blooded killer.”

“He’s just an insignificant piece. We don’t need to worry about him.”

“But he intends to fight for inheritance rights with you,” said Johnson, staring at the image on the television.

Carmen suddenly burst out laughing.