Before James could speak, Valentin saw who it was and could not help but smile. She snapped her fingers at the waiter and handed him a glass of champagne. "Good evening, Your Royal Highness. How do you feel about today's banquet?"
"Thank you." Tilde took the champagne politely although she didn't want to drink it. "Thank you very much for inviting me to today's banquet, but it's a little late. James, can I invite you to join us? I have something to ask you. "
"Erm …" Looking at the Macallan 1956 in Paula's hand, James was reluctant to part with it. He didn't realize that his behavior and thoughts were abnormal. In the past, even if he was fond of Macallan whiskey, it wasn't to the point where he couldn't move his legs.
Seeing James' abnormal behavior, Valentine smiled and said, "How about we go to the conference room to talk? I also have something to ask Your Highness about the Women and Children's Fund."
His words surprised Tilde. Valentine shrugged and said helplessly, "You know that I just came to England and I don't know a lot of things. But I understand that if I want to enter the upper class of England, I have to express my goodwill and let everyone know that I'm not just here to make money. I'll also have my social responsibilities."
After saying that, Valentine stopped and looked at Tilde. Seeing that Tilde finally smiled, he continued, "I know that Your Highness Tilde is one of the directors of the British Women and Children's Fund. Today, I would like to ask you about the donation."
Soliciting donations was an important activity of the royal family. Not only could it increase their fame and prestige, but it could also improve the public's view of the royal family. Therefore, Tilde said happily, "Thank you for your kindness."
The three of them walked into the reception room under the guidance of Paula and sat down politely. Valentine began to deliberately flatter Tilde and James and promised to donate one million pounds. Tilde's attitude toward him was obviously better. She happily talked about the purpose and operating principles of the fund, as well as the things to pay attention to when donating.
As Tilde talked too much, she unconsciously drank a lot of champagne. Every time she stopped talking, Valentine would find a topic to ask her questions. At 12 o 'clock in the evening, Valentine saw that Tilde had drunk a lot of champagne brought by Paula and was almost drunk like James. With a smile, Valentine said that he would take them to see something interesting.
Tilde didn't refuse because they talked well and were drunk. James, on the other hand, basically listened to Valentine's words because he drank too much wine with special effects.
Paula led the four of them to a room in the villa that was filled with medical equipment.
"Come on, Your Highness James and Tilde, please lie on the medical bed. I'll show you something good," Valentine ordered with a smile.
James obediently lay down on the medical bed. Tilde, who was still in a daze, woke up at once when she saw the instruments on the medical bed. "What's this? Why did you bring me and James here? God, I have to go, Mr. Valentine.
"Hmm?" Valentine looked at Paula in surprise as he asked Paula, "What's going on? Didn't I tell her to put something special in Tilde Wine House?"
Paula's face darkened. "I'll deal with her. You implant the control chip in James first."
"Yes, take Tilde away and lock her up in our secret base. She'll still be useful."
"Understood."
Paula pulled Tilde up and walked out of the medical room. Tilde's mind was awake but her body was weak. However, to Paula's surprise, Tilde's three bodyguards were waiting for her in the corridor.
As soon as she saw her bodyguards, Tilde immediately shouted, "Help me!"
Hearing Tilde's cry for help, the three bodyguards looked at Paula in surprise. They were not sure if Tilde was joking. However, due to a few seconds of hesitation, the three bodyguards were all killed without much effort from Paula.
Then, a few people dressed as mercenaries walked over and said to Paula, "Do you need us to kill James' bodyguards too?"
"No, take Tilde through the back door and lock her up in the base. Be careful not to disturb the guests outside," Paula shook her head and said.
"Yes, ma 'am." The mercenaries walked forward and sealed Tilde's mouth with tape before carrying her away. However, when the mercenaries turned around, it was easy to see the scars on the back of their ears where the chips were implanted.
"I didn't expect Tilde to be so stupid. She couldn't even escape after I helped her change the special wine," William, who was far away in his manor, said with a smile. "Did you take all the videos?"
"Yes, sir. The videos of how Valentine and Paula drugged James, how they used the chip to control James, and how they kidnapped Ms. Tilde are all very clear and very complete."
"Very good. Today's show is over. The only thing left is how to make money and watch Valentine being forced into the abyss step by step."
William stood up and walked to the wine cabinet to pour himself a glass of whiskey. He took a sip in a good mood. "Since the news spread yesterday, are there many people who are short Valentine Group today?"
"There are many people who want to enter the market, but there are not many contracts that can be reached. The market is waiting for the latest news. No one is stupid enough to bet that Valentine Group's share price will rise immediately at this time."
"Haha, but what if James agrees to supply Valentine with special materials tomorrow, plus his free plan?" William narrowed his eyes and said, "Everyone loves free things, but free things are often the most expensive. Many people understand this principle.
Once he occupies most of the market share in the telecommunications industry, as long as the capital chain is continuous, he can form a monopoly, and monopoly is the most profitable business. "
"Inform Felix of the Swiss National Bank to open the market tomorrow with three times the price of one billion US dollars to buy Valentine's shares. The contract will last for three days. Let's test the water first, in case the price is too high and the contract can't be completed. On the fourth day, depending on the situation, he will short Valentine Group."
"Sir, are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure. I won't let Valentine see his shares soar and really produce hundreds of millions or even one billion chips, completely messing up the world," William said with a smile.
"Understood, sir. The message has been sent."
"Well, keep a close eye on Phillips and the futures group of ten people. If there are any abnormal movements, immediately inform me." William thought for a while and said, "How much money do I have in the National Bank?"
"Understood, sir. I'll monitor these people's every move. Last month, you transferred two billion US dollars to the Bank of England, but there are only 1.4 billion US dollars left in this account, 3.96 billion US dollars left in the National Bank, and 750 million pounds of bulletproof suits in the Swiss Bastian Bank."
"There's still so much cash?" William asked curiously, "Tell me the data."
"Okay, in March this year, you shorted the US stock market with 400 million US dollars of capital and made 3.4 billion US dollars. In May, you made 720 million US dollars from shorting the Belle Hotel in Las Vegas. In August, you made 1.63 billion US dollars from shorting the Debis Group. In these ten months, you made 6.15 billion US dollars and 750 million pounds in cash.
In terms of expenses, the property in New York is worth 35 million US dollars, the manor in Kensington Garden Street in London is worth 150 million US dollars, 150 million US dollars in Moonstone, 110 million US dollars in Victoria's Secret, 300 million US dollars in taxes, and some miscellaneous expenses are around 45 million US dollars. "
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