Chapter 370 [It’s Time to Show Your Cards]

In the following days, Belsinger was so busy that he hit the back of his head. While he was busy receiving information, he was also busy sending Lina, who was already on her due date, into a separate ward at St. Mary's Hospital. The couple grew up together. Although Lina didn't know what her husband and the old housekeeper were busy with recently, she would definitely be so busy that she hit the back of her head because her mental state was so weak.

She seemed very tired. How could the considerate Lina let her husband come to the hospital to accompany her while he was busy at work? Besides, there are still more than 20 days left before the due date, so what are you afraid of? So Belsinger was sent back to the hotel, leaving Natasha to take care of her personally.

It seems that Belsinger is quite carefree, but in fact there is a little girl Praji beside him to take care of, and he also has to worry about his wife's safety. Life is not easy. As time went by, Xinge contacted several other families at any time to inquire about the progress of the matter. After getting the answer that everything was going well, two days later, the action plan began.

Belsinger's mission has also come. Today he plans to visit the Marquis of Sheffield and hand over the dozens of reports he has in his hands to the Marquis of Sheffield. Show him how stupid he is, how stupid he is, even a pig is smarter than the Marquess of Sheffield.

Today is the time to confess. My job is to deal with the Marquis of Sheffield, and as for Butler Raphael. This betrayer is controlled by bodyguards from several other families. After all, this is Britain and he is an outsider. If there is any big move in Britain. Even if several other families jointly guarantee it, if he wants to come to the UK again, he will be in trouble and the Sheffield Manor he wants most will leave him.

Therefore, these problems should be left to the local local snakes in the UK to solve. I am only responsible for delivering messages. So early this morning, I was so disgusted that I was fully dressed and energetic, and I got into the car one by one, accompanied by a human flesh mule, and arrived at the small apartment in London where the Marquis of Sheffield was hiding from his debts.

As early as one day ago, the two followers of the Marquis of Sheffield, namely Raphael's eldest son and younger son, were all notified that they and their father were invited to drink coffee by several other families.

Now the Marquis of Sheffield is alone in the apartment. The Marquis of Sheffield, who has never suffered any hardship since he was a child, cannot cook. I couldn't even order takeout without feeling hungry. My chest was pressed against my back. When I felt like I was about to starve to death, I actually heard the ringtone and saw through the peephole. It turned out to be someone who contacted me a few days ago and wanted to buy Sheffield Manor. Belsinger.

In any case, both parties had met once and were considered acquaintances, which made the Marquis of Sheffield, who was about to starve to death, very happy. He quickly invited Belsinger to enter the living room. After the two parties sat down, they were disgusted and stunned that the Marquis of Sheffield's first sentence actually said this.

"Mr. Singer arrived just in time. Two of my men ran away or were called back to the manor by the old housekeeper. They haven't been seen for a whole day. I haven't eaten yet. Can you give it to me? After ordering food and having a full stomach, the two of us were discussing the sale of Sheffield Manor."

Oh my god, Lord Marquis, can you be more of an idiot? Do you really know nothing? Don’t you even have the ability to make a phone call and order a pizza? Not to mention virgin forests or African savannahs, even if you put it in London, you would starve to death.

What do you think you, this loser, are doing with your life? Belinger was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but in the end he still couldn't make a phone call in person. Our very cute Marquis of Sheffield has ordered tens of millions of meals. Don’t let him starve to death first. Many things have not been resolved. If he starves to death, this operation will fail 1/3.

But the Marquis grew up well-fed and well-fed, and even if he ordered fast food, it would be quite demanding and not just a piece of pizza. In addition to eating and drinking, we also drank delicacies from the mountains and seas. After simmering for more than an hour, we also had a cup of the famous Blue Mountain coffee, which was the end of the day.

Seeing the Marquis of Sheffield sitting on the sofa after eating and drinking, Belsinger's mouth couldn't help trembling. I don’t know whether I should laugh or cry. Who are these people? How could such a result happen today? It's all because of his famous waste. He was a waste worse than a pig, but when he saw the confident expression of the Marquess of Sheffield, he knew that his words were in vain.

It's better to do business. The longer he hangs out with this idiot, the lower his IQ will be, so he coughs lightly and looks at the well-fed Marquis of Sheffield before saying with a smile. "His Royal Highness the Marquess of Sheffield, the reason I came here today is to talk to you about the real reason why your parents died."

Originally, the Marquess of Sheffield thought that Belzinger wanted to discuss the sale of the Sheffield family castle. I didn't expect to talk about the reason why my parents died. Didn't my parents die in a car accident? I've been to the site myself to see it, and there's nothing else I can say. Besides, what is your purpose in finding out the cause of my parents' car accident? What do you want to do? Although the Marquis of Sheffield does not have some common sense in life, he is not stupid, and he still has some vigilance.

He got up from the sofa, looked at Belinger's face seriously, and said expressionlessly. "Mr. Singh, what do you mean by this? Please explain to me clearly what your purpose is in approaching me and why you want to check on my parents."

Are you a pig? Can you hear every word I say clearly? I'm talking about the real reason why your parents died. Instead of investigating your parents, your parents have been dead for more than 20 years. Why should I investigate them? Belsinger was really defeated by the other party's innocence.

He patted his forehead hard, and then forced himself to calm down. He smiled bitterly and said it again. "Your Highness, the purpose of my visit today is to talk to you about the real reason why your parents died. Do you understand? The reason for death."

The Marquis of Sheffield heard the real reason for his parents' death, and there are still many tricks. A normal person can hear it, let alone the Marquis of Sheffield who has received higher education. Although his common sense is like a blank sheet of paper, he is not stupid. He listened to the words and heard that there are very important secrets.

Although his parents died when he was young, he remembered the images of his parents and how his parents loved him. But what can you do if you die in a car accident? Are you going to heaven with your parents? In addition, the police did not find any results. He was just speeding, first hitting a cement tanker, then hitting a bridge pier and catching fire, and died on the spot.

But seeing Belsinger's serious look, the Marquis of Sheffield was shocked and asked seriously. "In other words, Mr. Singer came here today to tell me the real reason for my parents' death, right? My parents didn't die by accident, but because someone did something to them."

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