Although the police have not yet found the mastermind of this car accident, everyone knows that the murderer must be in the Victor family, after all, the people of the Victor family who benefited the most from this car accident.

"Chairman Victor, as far as I know, because the divorce case between you and Ms. Huang Shuxian is still going through legal procedures, that is to say, you are still husband and wife. If Lady Anna dies like this now, she will never be able to divorce you and divide the property. You are now the biggest beneficiary of this car accident, so I have reason to suspect that you sent someone to do this car accident?" asked the policeman, staring at Chairman Victor.

"It's not me! The car accident really has nothing to do with me, if you don't believe me, you can look it up. Chairman Victor shook his head and said that although he wanted to do this, he didn't have time to do it yet.

"According to the intelligence we investigated, one of the trucks that caused the accident was a container truck of a shipping company under the Victor Group, and the truck driver's wife has confessed that it was indeed someone who sent her husband to deliberately cause the accident. It is said that the driver's wife confessed that the mastermind was your son, Mr. Naphtali Victor, and that he did so to prevent Mr. James Victor from taking over his shipping company, and that we have now sent someone to arrest Mr. Naphtali. What do you think about this?" said the policeman.

"I knew he did it! Naphtali, the bastard is just like her sister, who doesn't know anything but get into trouble. If he is half as stable as Sharjah, I will be content......," Chairman Victor said with disgust, frowning.

"This is not necessarily! Chairman Victor, you are afraid that you will be disappointed this time, General Manager Yi Sharjah is actually no different from Mr. Naphtali. According to our investigation, the truck that rushed out from behind was sent by General Manager Sharjah, because the traces of the car evading the young master Miliel at the scene of the accident were too obvious. We followed this line of thought to investigate, and it was easy to find out the connection between the truck driver and the general manager of Sharjah Victor. According to Green's family, the truck driver was terminally ill and could only live for half a year at most, but he suddenly became rich half a month ago and didn't know where to get back 500,000 pounds to his family. Although Green is dead in the car accident without proof, we still find that half a month ago, with the general manager of Sharjah once transferred 500,000 pounds to his secretary, this amount is correct. The police said.

"What! You said it was done in Sharjah? This is impossible! If you don't have evidence, don't talk nonsense, or I'll have a lawyer sue you for defamation." When Chairman Victor heard this, he immediately stood up angrily and said.

Isharjah has always been his most valued son, and he is the heir of the group that Chairman Victor has cultivated for many years, so Chairman Victor will never let Victor go to prison.

"The truck avoided Miliel Vicker's BMW at a critical moment, and that's the clearest proof of this. If Green wasn't the general manager of Sharjah, how could he be willing to trade his life for the life of Miliel Vik?" said the policeman.

If the truck hadn't stopped in front, the wrong-way truck would have crashed directly into Miliel Victor's BMW.

******

Sunday, 17 January 1993

Because of Charles Victor's tragic death, the Victor family hurriedly buried him after receiving the death certificate.

On the day of the funeral, Madame Mahler, dressed in black and wearing a black gauze hat, sat in a wheelchair and wept sadly, while her sister pushed her to the cemetery.

According to the custom of the funeral in country Y, the family should discuss the funeral with the church and notify other family members, friends and colleagues of the deceased.

Because of Madame Mahler's ill health, the entire funeral was organized by Mrs. Linda with the help of the housekeeper of the Mahler villa, while her son Asher Victor was responsible for receiving the guests.

"David, go and see why Levid hasn't come yet, he'll have to recite a prayer on behalf of his family later, how dare he be late for such an important matter!" said Director Victor with a frown.

Chairman Victor, the biggest suspect in the case, had to pay a huge bail of £1 million two days ago to bail him out.

It stands to reason that it is most appropriate for his brother to do the prayer, but Mrs. Mahler stubbornly believes that the accident was instigated by Chairman Victor, and that General Manager Sharjah is just a substitute for him, so Mrs. Mahler forcibly rejected Chairman Victor's idea of officiating at Mr. Charles's funeral.

In desperation, Chairman Victor had no choice but to let Levi Victor, the eldest of his remaining sons, preside over his funeral.

"Master Limo may be stuck in traffic on the road, so I'll urge you!" Davy said.

"Bad chairman, something has happened to Mr. Levi Victor!" said the CEO of the shipping company to him suddenly.

"There are so many people watching here, what are you panicking about? What scares you like this?" asked Chairman Victor a little angrily.

"Just now, a lot of police officers suddenly came to the company and took all the materials in Master Levid's office, and it is said that even Director Levi Victor himself was arrested by them and taken back to the police station. The president of the shipping company said anxiously.

Didn't the people at the police station confirm a few days ago that Lemo had nothing to do with the accident. Chairman Victor asked puzzled.

"It's not a car accident, it's smuggling! It is said that customs officers suddenly inspected our company's cargo ship early this morning and found a lot of smuggled goods and contraband in the containers. That's why Young Master Limo was taken away by the people at customs!" said the president of the shipping company in a cold sweat.

Levid Victor had been the financial director of the shipping company and the manager of operations for the Eurasian routes, and the smuggled goods were discovered on his ships.

"Am I missing his money to spend or what? Why did Lemo engage in smuggling, didn't he degenerate himself? Lemo, a guy who had not achieved enough things and had more than enough failures, had messed up today's affairs. Where am I going to find someone to say the prayer now, the funeral service is about to begin. Chairman Victor said angrily.

Most of the Victor family is here today, and if they can't even get a single person to recite the prayer, they will definitely be laughed at by the whole clan.

"What's wrong with Ikley, why is your face so ugly?" asked Lady Linda.

"You've just arrived, go and call Asher to me right away. I have something to tell him to do!" said Chairman Victor, looking at Mrs. Helen's eyes.

"What are you looking for Aar?" asked Lady Helen.

"Levith has an accident and can't come, so give this to him, and then let Asher go up and recite the prayer in Levid's place. Chairman Victor handed Mrs. Linda, who nodded, as he handed Mrs. Linda, who had prepared the eulogy long ago.

The funeral ceremony of the nobles of country Y is very solemn, before the coffin is set off, a priest recites a prayer, and then the funeral director and the funeral home carry the coffin away and put it in the hearse, and finally everyone follows the hearse to the church.

Mrs. Mahler sat quietly in the church and waited, the front row of the hall was supposed to be the seat of the deceased's immediate family, but unfortunately due to various accidents, only she and Chairman Victor sat alone in these two rows.

Asher Victor followed the coffin into the church as the main mourner, and after the priest performed the ritual on the coffin, the coffin of Mr. Charles Victor was sent to the cemetery behind the church for burial.

The coffin was slowly lowered, the clergy sang hymns on the side, the priest prayed for the deceased and read the Bible, and Asher Victor took the eulogy and gave his final speech at the funeral on behalf of the family.

The guests listened with sadness, recalling what Mr. Charles had been like during his lifetime.

"You let me in! I'm also from the Victor family, so why can't I come to Uncle Charles's funeral? Suddenly there was a commotion at the door of the cemetery, and everyone looked at it in unison.

"Esther, what are you doing here? Didn't I say, since Naphtali was one of the murderers of Charr, you weren't allowed to attend Charr's funeral!

"My brother was wronged, he and Uncle Charles have no grievances, why did he kill him? If anyone really wants to kill Uncle Charles, father, I am afraid that you are much more suspicious than my brother. Esther said angrily, and Lady Helen looked at her coldly.

"Smack, what are you talking about, Charles is my brother, why should I kill him?" Director Victor slapped Esther in anger, saying that he didn't want everyone to know that their brother was at odds.

"Stop, you've already put one of my sons in prison, don't you want to kill my daughter?" said Lady Helen, standing in front of Esther.

"Naphtali Victor went to prison on his own accord, what does it have to do with me! You two get out of here, I don't want to see you again. This is the graveyard of the Victor family, and you're going to get dirty if you stay here. Chairman Victor said angrily.

"Today is Charles' funeral, and I don't want anyone to disturb his final rest. Since Esther wanted to give her uncle a ride out of filial piety, let her in. Mrs. Mahler spoke, and Chairman Victor reluctantly let Esther go.

"You can't go in! Could it be that you've really forgotten who you used to be? We don't welcome a bitch in the graveyard of the Victor family. Director Victor had stopped Mrs. Helen after speaking.

"Ikli Victor, don't go too far, you're really pushing me into a hurry, I'm going to shake out all the things you did and let you go to jail. Lady Helen said angrily.

"If you do, I'm not going to leave Esther and Naphtali a penny, and you mother and son won't be able to get anything. Chairman Victor snorted disdainfully after speaking, and went back to attend the funeral himself.

As flowers were placed on the coffin by the guests, the earth gradually buried the coffin, and the last traces of Charles Victor were obscured.

"Wait for me, Charles, and I will soon come to you......" said Madame Mahler, weeping.

****

Time flies, time flies, and after a cold winter, spring in Britain finally arrived in March.

"Aunt Mahler's weather is fine outside today, so I'll push you out into the garden. Asher Victor put in a vase the flowers he had just picked from the greenhouse, and then went over to Mrs. Mahler and crouched down.

"No, I don't have the spirit to go. Madame Mahler shook her head.

"It's because you don't have the spirit that we have to go out for a walk, you always stay in the house and don't go out, of course the spirit is not good. Now that spring has come, and the flowers in the manor are blooming, we will go outside and take a look around your spirits, and the willow tree that you and Uncle Charles planted with their own hands has sprouted, and I will show you to see it. Asher Victor said to her.

"Okay then, I'll let you go outside, the willow tree was planted together when we were married, and now the tree is still in the Shire but the others are gone. Mahler said sadly.

Asher Victor took Madame Mahler for a walk in the garden, and at last put her under the old willow tree by the pond to look at the view, and then set up his easel and began to paint.

"Asher Victor! Do you still have the heart to paint oil paintings here? The day after tomorrow, the quarterly board of directors of the Victor Group will begin, why don't you study the materials I brought you, but have the leisure to paint here. Mrs. Linda came over with a frown.

Now that the three general managers of the Victor Group have entered the police station, many positions have been vacated in the group at once, and the chairman of Victor asked Asher Victor to terminate his graduate studies at the Academy of Fine Arts and go to the Victor Group to help.

"Mother, I'm just a department manager in the publicity department of the group, what does the big matter of the board of directors have to do with me. Asher Victor said unconcernedly.

"Who says the board of directors has nothing to do with you? Your Aunt Mahler is not in good health and widowed, and can't go to the board. So she entrusted you as her plenipotentiary to sit on the board of directors of the Victor Group in place of her, and you will be an important person on the board tomorrow. Mrs. Linda explained.

yes, the women of country y will also be widowed!

Although ordinary people don't care about these customs anymore, nobles with titles like the Victor family still strictly abide by them.

According to the customs of country Y, the newly widowed women not only wear light elements of clothing, but also have many rules to abide by in their daily life.

For example, a new widow is not allowed to receive guests for two or three weeks, is not allowed to go out for six months, and does not attend balls and large banquets for one year.

Of course, after half a year, it is still possible to attend concerts, operas, or small gatherings between family and friends.

In the same way, a widowed man of the nobility of country Y should behave elegantly for two or three months, and should not drink and have fun with all his wine, so as to express the mourning of the living for the dead.

If anyone violates these customs, they will become the laughing stock of the entire high society.

So of course Mrs. Mahler could not go to such a thing as a board meeting, and Mrs. Mahler left the matter to Mrs. Linda's mother and son.

"Yes Mother, I know about it, I'll be there tomorrow, if you have anything to do, go back first. Asher Victor said impatiently.

"I'm fine, turn around and listen to me! You listen to you not only going tomorrow, but also behaving well on the board! Now that your brothers are in jail, if you do well in the company, you can become the heir to the Victor Group." Do you understand?" said Lady Linda, taking Asher Victor's shoulder.

Asher Victor slipped on her hand, and the ink on the tip of the pen dragged a red scratch on the canvas, and in an instant a good landscape painting was ruined.

"My painting!" said Asher Victor, looking at his painting distressedly.

"You're about to become the heir to Baron Victor, so don't be too obsessed with this kind of plaything. You should put your mind on socializing!" said Lady Linda displeased.

"Don't be sad Asher, the color of this landscape is a little too dark, and it's better to ruin it!" said Madame Mahler, reassuring him.

*****

"Doctor, what's wrong with my health? Can I be discharged from the hospital tomorrow to attend the board of directors of the Victor Group?" asked the little Jew, sitting on his hospital bed.

Little Jew now has gauze on his head and bandages on his arms, and even then he doesn't want to stay in the hospital anymore.

Little Jew was injured in the last car accident and was in a coma for three days before he woke up, and in the more than one month since he was recuperating from his injuries, Little Jew had long hated Chairman Victor and them, and he really couldn't wait a day.

"Why do you want to go to the boardroom when you're hurt like this?" asked Esther Victor.

"Since they killed my grandmother for money and the shares of the Victor Group, then I must not let them be so happy!" said the little Jew through gritted teeth.

"What if you don't want them to get their way? Lady Anna has died, and the lawsuit has been put to rest for the time being. Now that you don't have a stake in the Victor Group, how are you going to sit on the board?" asked Mrs. Helen.

"Huh...... I haven't just been in vain for more than a month, since I have made up my mind to join the Victor Group to take revenge, how can I do something that I am not sure of? I still have hole cards in my hand, and even if Chairman Victor wants to prevent me from entering the group, it will be impossible!" said the little Jew with a sneer.

"What hole cards do you have in your hand, and why haven't I heard of them before?" asked Lady Helen anxiously.

"Have you heard of the law of primogeniture?" said the little Jew, looking at the ruby ring on his hand, and Esther covered her mouth in surprise at the sight of the ring.

"Oh my God, isn't this the Victor family article ring?" said Esther, surprised.

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