The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 662 Ch.661 House Debate
Rupert Benevento.

The boy with the light pink jewel eyes.

An arrogant young master.

Their first meeting was not a pleasant one.

This young and handsome gentleman has a background and family circumstances that most people do not have. The title of "richest" brings him endless happiness, but also brings pain to special people.

then.

And arrogance.

The arrogance exuded by Claudia Hayon Cavendish could perhaps be concealed by the smell of her unfashionable perfume.

Rupert had no scruples.

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

They are proud of it.

Roland opened the envelope in front of Randolph.

There was only one sentence in the letter.

"Monsters can only be friends with monsters."

Randolph leaned forward silently. He couldn't suppress his curiosity in front of Roland - there was no need for two friends who knew each other well enough to kick each other's ass to be so pretentious.

"You are actually familiar with Benevento."

"To be exact, I have dealt with them as an 'executive'," Roland simply spread the letter on the table. "This family is quite rich, right?"

"Rich?" Randolph repeated with a slanted look in his eyes, "Those are the real rich people in this country, Roland. Compared to them, the Taylor family is nothing."

The Duke of Benevento controlled 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 add a zero to the end of this number.

Multiply it by two.

No.

Wealth is no longer their real strength.

When their wealth is large enough to influence half of the country, and at the same time, they can stably maintain the tower standing - that proves that in addition to wealth, they also possess extraordinary power.

"The Duke of Benevento holds great sway in the Grays."

Randolph said.

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

of course.

Whether from the words in the letter or Roland's original character, Randolph did not think that he would interact with Greg beyond the standard gentleman's social circle.

"Youngest son."

Roland picked up Randolph's gold-tipped fountain pen and spun it around, wondering how to respond.

"Oh, the other two kids in their family aren't that great."

Randolph had never met Natalie and Rupert in formal occasions, but he had heard rumors about them: their daughter was unreliable and was fooling around with all kinds of men all day long.

Not to mention the younger son.

It is said that he has a mental problem and is locked up at home by his father almost all day, who does not allow him to go out and harm others.

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

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

"I think, with my wisdom, I can't answer such a complex and profound question," Roland wrote, adding his own words below the question without a question mark:
"The new perfume of Fountain of Youth is about to be released. It's a limited edition of the ladies series. Can I leave one for you?"

Randolph: ...

What does it mean.

A meaningless question, a meaningless answer. "Don't tell me you've found a true 'friend'."

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

"The Taylors' house is not your mailbox."

"It won't be like that soon, until you buy my house and renovate it."

"Do I have to lay out a long carpet 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 let Barton teach Roland a lesson - the garden behind Taylor's house was a good place.

But Patton said that ritualists are not boxers or circus animal trainers. A life-and-death battle is usually won or lost with information.

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 himself and compete with Roland.

There shouldn't be any big problems.

joke.

Randolph doesn't play himself.

It would be interesting to see Roland beating me up.

——He dared to guarantee that with Roland's character, he would definitely go for it with a black eye and a swollen face.

The businessman cleared his throat, rolled his eyes toward the door, lowered his voice, and changed the subject:
"Have you heard anything lately?"

"Discussions in the House."

The issue of the title of the Streeter family in Innstown has been under discussion in the House of Commons for a month, ever since the weather turned warmer.

Most of the gentlemen holding noble titles strongly opposed this.

The title of Streeter was supposed to go to the male heir of the Streeter family - Henry Streeter.

"Obviously, the dead cannot inherit the title."

Randolph thought those gentlemen in the House of Lords were really humorous: "They highly suspected that Peggy Streeter murdered her parents and brothers just to inherit the mines and the title of knight - they believed that it should not be so hasty (referring to spending thirty days) to decide the whereabouts of a title, especially to hand it over to a woman of 'unknown origin'."

"A suspect in a major murder case."

Only a small number of Gray Party members bravely expressed the opposite opinion.

To be honest, the Grays were not too happy about the title being inherited by a woman, but they were born to be at odds with the Camarilla, old-fashioned, conventional people with trousers wider than the rings of fire that a tiger can jump through.

Especially with some people working tirelessly to connect with others.

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

When this old gentleman clearly stood up to support and advocated that under the tide of this era, no matter whether it is old or new, everyone should learn to break the rules "moderately" -

then.

More and more Grays and neutrals are joining the 'Yes' camp.

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

They were asked to travel to the town of Inns to thoroughly investigate this case, which might be a homicide or an accident. The shrewd congressmen did not alarm the court, but instead sent their own people in an attempt to deal a fatal blow to the other side in the next debate.

It's actually meaningless.

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

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

This is 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 their shares in it - after erasing Peggy Streeter's title, at the same time let this ambitious country girl have an expected accident...

(End of this chapter)