Chapter 662 Ch661 House of Representatives Debate

Chapter 662 Ch.661 House Debate

Rupert Benevento.

The boy with light pink diamond eyes.

An arrogant young master.

Their first meeting was not a pleasant one.

This equally young and beautiful little gentleman has an origin and family background that most people do not have. The title of 'richest' brings him endless happiness, but it also brings pain to special people.

Then.

And arrogance.

Claudia Hayan Cavendish's arrogance might have been masked by the scent of an unfashionable perfume.

Rupert's had no scruples.

Like the smell of onions mixed with rotten fish in some gentleman's armpits.

They are proud of it.

Roland opened the envelope in front of Randolph.

There was only one sentence written on the letter.

"Monsters can only be friends with monsters."

Randolph poked his head silently. He couldn't suppress his curiosity in front of Roland - two friends who knew each other well enough to kick each other's butts didn't have to be so pretentious.

"You are actually familiar with Benevento."

"To be precise, I have dealt with them as an 'executive officer.'" Roland simply spread the letter on the table. "This family is quite rich, isn't it?"

"Very rich?" Randolph repeated with a crooked eye: "That's the real rich people in this country, Roland. Compared with them, the Taylor family is nothing."

The Duke of Benevento commanded unimaginable wealth.

Randolph knew his friend's background, and perhaps the steady growth of the wealth in the bank account at the rate of five thousand pounds a year had exhausted his surprise - and the children of the Benevento family might have to reach this figure. Add a zero at the end.

Multiply that by two.

No.

Wealth is no longer their real strength.

When the wealth is huge enough to control half of the country, and at the same time, they can still keep this tower standing - it proves that in addition to wealth, they also have extraordinary power.

"The Duke of Benevento plays an important role in the Gray Party."

Randolph said.

His eldest son, Greg Benevento, is now more active than his father and is definitely the most famous and powerful person of his generation.

certainly.

Regardless of the words in the letter or Roland's original character, Randolph didn't think that he would interact with that Greg beyond the scope of standard gentleman's social interactions.

"Little son."

Roland picked up Randolph's gold-tipped fountain pen and turned it around, thinking about how to reply.

"Well, the other two kids in their family aren't that good."

Randolph had never seen Natalie and Rupert on any serious occasion, but he had heard rumors about these two: their daughter was careless and fooled around with all kinds of men all day long.

Not to mention the youngest son.

It is said that he has a brain problem and his father keeps him at home almost all the time, and he is not allowed to go out to harm others.

"Is this... the letter from Rupert?"

Randolph glanced at the beautiful words: "What monster friend?"

"I think that with my wisdom, I can't answer such a complicated and profound question," Roland wrote, and appended his own words below the line of question without a question mark:

"The new perfume from the Fountain of Youth is about to be launched. The limited edition of the Lady series, can you save a copy for each of you?"

Randolph: ...

What does this mean.

Endless questions, endless answers.

"Don't tell me you found a real 'friend'."

"There is still a little gap between us," Roland closed the envelope and handed it to Randolph: "Send it back for me, thank you."

"The Taylors are not your mailbox."

"It won't happen soon. I'll wait until you buy my house and decorate it."

"Do I have to lay out a long blanket for you and hire a group of soldiers to stand on both sides to welcome you?"

"Don't be so nice to me, Randolph."

Then Randolph started swearing.

Sometimes, Randolph also wanted to ask Barton to teach Roland a lesson - the garden behind Taylor's house was a good place.

But Barton said the ritualist was not a boxer or a circus animal trainer. In a life-and-death battle, information usually wins and loses.

Exposing one's strength in a playful fight is undoubtedly the stupidest thing to do.

Mr. Bodyguard hinted to Randolph that if it was just a 'joke', he could go on stage in person and compete with Roland.

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There shouldn't be any big problems.

joke.

Randolph doesn't play on his own.

Then it will be interesting to be beaten by Roland with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

——He can guarantee that with Roland’s character, he will definitely get rid of his bruises and swelling.

The businessman cleared his throat, rolled his eyes toward the door, lowered his voice, and changed the topic:

"Have you heard anything lately?"

"Discussions in the House."

Since the weather turned warm, the issue of the title of the Streeter family in Inns Town has been continuously discussed in the House of Representatives for a month.

Most noble titled gentlemen strongly opposed this.

The title of Street would have gone to the male heir of the Street family - Henry Street.

"Obviously, a dead person cannot inherit a title."

Randolph thought those gentlemen in the House of Lords were too humorous: "They highly suspected that Peggy Streeter murdered her parents and brothers just to inherit the mine and the title of knight - they believed that it was not right to decide the fate of a title so hastily (referring to spending thirty days) and especially to hand it over to a woman of 'unknown origin'."

"A suspect in a major murder case."

Among them, only a few members of the Gray Party had the guts to express the opposite opinion.

To be honest, the Gray Party was not optimistic about the title being inherited by a woman. But they were born to be at odds with the Secret Party, these old-fashioned, traditional old things who had to follow the rules when speaking and whose waistbands were wider than the fire rings of tigers.

Especially, with some people working tirelessly to run and connect.

I don't know who persuaded the Duke of Benevento.

When the old gentleman clearly stood up to support and advocated that under the tide of this era, whether old or new, they should learn to break the rules 'moderately' -

So

More and more Grays and neutrals joined the "support" camp.

This fierce debate not only lasted for a long time, but also involved the Inspectorate and detectives.

They were asked to go to Inns Town to thoroughly investigate this case, which might be a murder or an accident. The shrewd parliamentarians did not alarm the court, but sent people from all sides to try to deal a fatal blow to the other side in the next debate.

It was actually meaningless.

Whether it was an accident or a murder, a long time was enough to bury all evidence.

This was no longer a question of whether a girl far away in Inns Town had the right to inherit her father's "insignificant" baronial title.

This was another confrontation between the Secret Party and the Gray Party.

Obviously, the Chloe family wanted to take back (monopolize) their own mineral resources in Inns Town and use the shares they held in it. After erasing Peggy Street's title, they also let this ambitious country girl have an expected accident...