It seemed inevitable. Still, Julien was no fool. He quickly figured out the interests involved. If he didn't work with Charlie, Charlie might order Hank to kill him and Royce now. Hank had unbelievably become Charlie's subordinate. Charlie would not bear any responsibility for Hank killing them, and no one might even know about it. On the other hand, he would be in a safer place if he decided to work with Charlie. At the very least, he would still be alive, right? In addition, if he could help Charlie bring the Four-Sided Treasure Tower out of the United States, he could retain his position as heir. If he could keep his position as heir and outlive Harrison, he would be the patriarch of the Rothschild family. With so many advantages, Charlie's leverage over him would not be such a big deal. Moreover, the leverage wasn't always useful. The best time to use the leverage against Julien was when Harrison was still alive. As the first heir, Julien had to walk on thin
Julien had his own plans. For him, the Wade family was nothing but one of the inferior families that tried to act tough. If he could smoothly transition to the position of the head of the family, he would never take them seriously. Although he was now in Charlie's hands, once he got through the ordeal and became the head of the family, he would be someone so prominent that Charlie couldn't possibly reach. The Wade family would certainly not be a threat to him. Of course, at this moment, he only dared to keep this thought to himself. On the surface, he feigned a polite smile and promised, "Of course! We will become each other's most important partners in the future!" Charlie knew that Julien was acting. He was likewise acting too. His phone was still recording their conversation. The more pious Julien was, the greater the deterrent power of this video would be for him in the future. Charlie sighed and asked, "I heard that your father is over 80 this year, am I right?" "Y
Charlie then ended the video recording and called Helena. There was a time difference of six hours between Northern Europe and New York. Northern Europe, which was further east, was six hours ahead of New York. It was dark in New York, but it was already morning in Northern Europe. At this moment, Helena was discussing her schedule for the next few days with the royal housekeeper. The sudden call from Charlie delighted her. She swiftly sent the housekeeper away and answered Charlie's call, her voice full of youthful excitement, "Hello, Mr. Wade!" Charlie felt a ripple in his heart when Helena's cheerful voice echoed from the other end of the line. He asked with a smile, "Helena, how are you?" "Pretty good," Helena answered. "Everything is fine, except for the family's never-ending nagging, but these are all small things." Charlie asked curiously, "You're the queen. Who would dare to nag you?" "Oh, you have no idea." Helena sighed and murmured dejectedly, "Yes, I'm the q
Her first advantage was her exceptionally beautiful looks. No one across the entire European royal family could surpass her beauty. Even compared to the most beautiful Hollywood actresses, she was no less stunning than any of them. The second advantage was her youthful and positive energy combined with a healthy and radiant aura. Who in the elite circles of Europe and America did not have a bit of a dark past? Drug use, affairs, promiscuity, violence, prison time, or even connections with organized crime—it was not fair to say that the entire upper class of the West was a den of snakes and rats, but at the very least, it was full of all kinds of vices. But Helena was different. Born into a royal family, she received an aristocratic upbringing from a young age. When others reached puberty and began to indulge themselves, both of her parents passed away one after the other. As a result, she had to be extremely cautious to secure even a limited space for survival in the harsh
Helena's reschedule would be officially announced in a few hours. What awaited next was to see if Harrison would urge Royce to go to Canada. If everything went according to plan, Charlie could take Julien's helicopter and fly to Canada with Royce. Either way, Julien and Royce were now his so-called hostages. He did not have to worry about them spilling the beans. In fact, he could constantly control and threaten them using this collaboration, which was much more practical than psychologically manipulating them. Psychological manipulation would be risky as those who were most familiar with them would be able to sense the abnormality sooner or later. Hence, Charlie preferred this kind of mild blackmail, which would be efficient when facing a strong opponent. The harder the opponent struggled to break free, the tighter he would be bound. Julien and Royce were bewildered as they watched Charlie finish the phone call with Helena. They didn't expect that Helena, the Queen of Northe
This made the men monitoring the Cole family mansion shudder in bewilderment. An agitated voice suddenly echoed from Hank's walkie-talkie, "Sir, something is going on in the mansion!" "Shit!" Hank hastily shouted, "Maybe someone sneaked into the house through a secret passage we don't know about! Hurry! Catch them before they get away with the Four-Sided Treasure Tower! Everyone, move! Whoever catches them will be rewarded with 10 million! Whoever gets the treasure tower will be rewarded with 100 million!" As soon as the announcement was made, almost everyone sprinted out of their hiding places and rushed into the Cole family mansion like a herd of sheep. Even though they worked for the Rothschild family, they were in low-rank positions. Their annual salary was basically around a few hundred thousand dollars. Some had even less than that. It was no wonder that they would go berserk when they were offered such a lucrative reward. Besides, it was not their absence from duty but a
Charlie did not open the wooden box to save time. He used his Reiki to scan the box and immediately sensed two items inside. One was a thick book, which he assumed was the copy of the Preface of the Apocalyptic Book. The other was an item made of metal in the shape of a pagoda. After confirming that the items were intact, he wanted to retract his Reiki and quickly leave the Cole family mansion with the box. However, when his Reiki swept through the tower, the tower seemed to have sensed his presence. Immediately after, he felt his Reiki being forcibly drawn toward the tower without any warning. What shocked him even more was that because this strand of Reiki was controlled by his divine sense, effectively making it an invisible extension of his consciousness, when the Reiki was absorbed by the tower, it also forcibly took a wisp of his divine sense from his Reiki field. At that moment, he felt as if he was standing in a world of fuzziness. Whenever he looked, it was dark
The reason it seemed somewhat familiar yet unfamiliar was likely because the Giant Wild Goose Pagoda had undergone several renovations after its initial construction. Its appearance, features, and even the number of tiers had changed significantly. Moreover, these renovations happened hundreds or even thousands of years ago. People had only seen the pagoda as it appears today after five major reconstructions, passed down through history. No one knew what it originally looked like, which was why Charlie had that sense of déjà vu but couldn't be certain. Charlie muttered under his breath, "So, the priest I just saw was Saint Jerome?" In the midst of his thoughts, the image passed through the prosperous Coleham and arrived at a temple on a green mountain in the south outside of the city. From the terrain, Charlie recognized that the place was the northern foot of Mount Solis. The two large words ‘Josher Temple’ on the gate of the temple immediately enlightened him that this was S