Holding the phone, William didn't know what to say for a long time, and asked him to kill the irrelevant people to ensure that there would be no hesitation,

I don't like Charles anymore, and when Charles has no conflict of interest with him and no hatred, William really can't do it. But if Charles is really the murderer of Marco Cans, that's another story.

On the surface, after the scandal broke out, it was only the Cavendish family that was unlucky, what does it have to do with him, but no one in England knows the relationship between Cavendish and Devon Hill, plus he and Charles appeared in the live broadcast a few days ago.

I don't want England's two hereditary ducal families to have a bad reputation for murdering their relatives and lose face, once it is really found out that Charles is related to the murder, then William must take action.

After simply replying to the German Archduke 'Understood', William hung up the phone and walked around the living room with a frown, thinking, watching Abigail and Jesse who didn't dare to breathe.

After waiting for ten minutes, William said to Sunday, "Prepare two planes for me, one to take Abi and Jesse back to the London estate, and one to take me to Monte Carlo in the Principality of Morocco in southwestern France."

"Okay, SIR".

"Honey, are you really going to get involved in this?"

Seeing that William was going to southwestern France, he was as smart as Abigail, even if he didn't hear the call between him and the Archduke Devon, he only thought that William had just said that the two fathers and sons of Kans were hanging,

She understood what William was doing when she went to Monte Carlo, and hurriedly persuaded anxiously, "This kind of thing that is mixed into the internal affairs of other people's homes, ordinary people can't hide, and you don't need to be short of money, status and fame."

"No, you don't understand, I can't get out of it since Charles came to see me that day", William took Abigail's hand and explained, "the only way is to completely clear the suspicion of Charles Cavendis, otherwise I and the German Grand Duke will lose face in the nobility and upper echelons of England, and even be labeled as unpopular."

"So serious", Abigail asked in surprise, and Jesse, who came over, frowned and said, "Of course it's serious, just like when I used to mess around on the streets of New York, anyone who attacked his own people would become a public enemy, and whoever killed this kind of traitor would have a lot of benefits."

"Hahaha", William laughed out loud when he heard Jesse link the rich family's struggle for inheritance with the vendetta of the gray society, "That's right, although things are different, but the meaning is the same, no one wants to deal with someone who has a black hand on their own people."

After kissing Jesse on the face, William turned to Abbi and said, "When you go back, take Jesse to help me keep an eye on the banquet, and I can do it in three days and two days."

"Two or three days?

Abigail looked at William strangely, and his eyes seemed to say, this matter must have something to do with you, otherwise who would dare to guarantee that it will be solved in two or three days.

An angry William hugged Abi and slapped her in the round place behind her.

Abi, who was hurt, punched William in the chest, scolding the bastard in a coquettish voice, and William, who was already in a bad mood, was itching.

Two hours later, Abi and Jesse, blushing and exuding a lazy post-workout, were sent to the helicopter, and William was in a good mood to board the helicopter to Monte Carlo.

Arrived in Monte Carlo, directly into the Grand Casino Hotel, before the helicopter landed, I saw a group of people in suits standing more than ten meters outside the tarmac, surrounding an old man who looked like a butler at a glance.

It wasn't until the helicopter turned off the propeller that William stepped off the plane, and his greeter greeted him and bowed to William and said, "Good evening, Your Excellency Archduke Devonhill, I am Lowell, the Steward of the Moroccan Royal Family, and it is a pleasure for you to be here in Morocco, and His Royal Highness the Prince has asked me to extend you an official invitation to visit the official residence."

William shook his head and refused, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lowell, you should already know what I mean, now is not a good time to meet, greet His Excellency the Prince and express my apologies."

"Well, that's a pity", of course the housekeeper Lowell knew why William had come to Monte Carlo, and had been told that Marco Cans and his son had died on board a yacht called the 'Queen of the Mediterranean' in French territorial waters.

They had no intention of getting involved in this matter, but it didn't take long for the French authorities to inform them that William would go to Monte Carlo later to personally follow the death of Marco Cans and his son.

If it were anyone else, the royal family might not pay attention to it, but William still has the status of the Grand Duke of England, and the Moroccan royal family, which is also a nobleman, of course, he has to politely ask William if he is interested in meeting.

Seeing William's veto, the old housekeeper quickly understood that William came here to pay attention to the death of his relatives, but in fact, the real purpose was Charles Cavendis, who was still alive and suspected of murder.

This kind of internal family matter, William is certainly not as concerned and involved as others.

personally sent William into the presidential suite, and carefully told the hotel's exclusive butler some aristocratic things before politely saying goodbye to William.

Early the next morning, as soon as the yacht 'Queen of the Mediterranean', which had returned from the Mediterranean, arrived, all those who had been present at the scene of Marco Kans's death yesterday were taken to the Moroccan police station by the French police for questioning.

As for why the French police are investigating, this matter is very simple, Morocco is the second smallest country in the world completely surrounded by French territory, only a little larger than the Vatican,

Nominally an independent principality, in fact it was influenced by France in all aspects, and even its foreign policy had to be adjusted to a limited extent according to French policy.

Now that a French super-rich man has died, it is strange that Morocco can take over the investigation of the case.

Confessions were recorded for more than three hours, and at around 10 a.m., nine suspects were admitted to the French Hotel, where the French police had requested a centralized stay.

Within a few minutes of the confession, someone personally delivered it to William, and while reading the confession, he checked the clues from the investigation on Sunday night.

William couldn't help but scold Marco for his brain, thinking that as the eldest patriarch, no one in a group of juniors would dare to shout in front of him.

I never thought about how crazy one or two people who had been dissatisfied with him for being stingy, mean, and arrogant since he planned to deprive everyone of the inheritance rights.

However, although Marco is dead, a passage he said in front of everyone on the yacht allowed William to solve a question that had been hidden in his heart for ten years.

That's why his maternal grandfather, Henry Devonhill, only left a small house for his mother, and even let Lena carry the foreign debt left over for William's maternal grandmother's medical treatment, and it was extremely difficult to support William alone.