"Grace Ballard's original name is Grace Butler, and Grace's mother's name is Madeleine Butler, right?" Major Ulanga. "William looked at Ulanga, who was about to put away his revolver.
"I-I don't know," Ulanga, who felt guilty under William's stare, thought about it and said, "Twenty-six years ago, Marco did have a lover named Madeleine Butler.
But as far as I know, when Madeleine died in childbirth, the child in her womb was a boy. "
William shook his head and said, "No, no, Madeleine's death certificate can be easily found, but that child has no death record.
And Marco, who has always been unhappy with Toby Kans for being a gay man, would only abandon a child who has lost his mother under one circumstance. "
"Girl?" This time, William didn't need to say anything. Everyone understood and also understood why Grace would kill people so crazily.
Once Marco, Toby, Suzy, and Charles were dead, she would become the only direct heir of the Kans family.
"But she's just an illegitimate daughter," Nick asked doubtfully.
"Sorry, in France, there's no distinction between illegitimate children or not. As long as it's Marco's child, it has the right to inherit, and it's divided equally among all the children."
After William finished speaking, everyone looked at Detective Louis, who was from France.
Louis shrugged. "We're more unrestrained, so in order to prevent future generations from fighting over the inheritance, this method of dividing equally has long been recognized by everyone."
"Alright, since the case has been solved, and it's very late now, I won't disturb everyone's rest. Someone will come to take your statements tomorrow morning."
Before leaving the conference room, Louis turned around and reminded them, "Please don't leave France without our permission."
Looking at Louis who left with the police, Nick asked curiously, "This is Monte Carlo, when did it become France's?"
"You have to understand, Nick. To the Gallic Rooster, Morocco is their sphere of influence." William patted Nick's shoulder and said, "Are you interested in having supper with me?"
The careless Nick was about to agree, but Audrey, who was afraid of William, quickly refused. "No, no, no, we're not hungry. We've been busy all day and need to rest. See you tomorrow, Mr. Devonshire."
After saying that, he pulled the reluctant Nick and quickly left. Before Wickra and Ulanga, who also wanted to leave, could say anything, they heard William say, "Let's go. Let's find a suitable place to eat and talk."
"I don't like being rejected."
Looking at the leaving William, Wickra and Ulanja looked at each other and saw helplessness and fear in each other's eyes. Looking at the several security guards who entered the conference room and stared at them, the two reluctantly followed William.
After leaving the French Hotel, they took William's Rolls-Royce to the Monte Carlo Casino Hotel and casually ordered supper.
Half an hour later, Wickra looked at William who was eating and asked carefully, "Mr. Devonshire, we still have to record a statement tomorrow. Should we go back and rest early?"
"Yes." William nodded and then said in a relaxed tone, "Oh right, Wickra, do you know why Suzy went to the beach?"
"How, how would I know?"
"Well, I see." Glancing at the nervous Wickra, William said, "Oh right, I want to know why the place where you and Grace went shopping was only a few hundred meters away from the scene of Suzy's death? You fell asleep on the sofa as soon as you arrived at the luxury store? "
"Mr., Mr. Devonshire, it's just a coincidence." Wickra forced himself to answer.
William squinted at Wickra, who was sweating profusely, and asked again, "But I heard that there was a Third Chieftain who promised Suzy that he would marry her and make her his queen after she regained her freedom. Wickra, do you know who this Third Chieftain is?"
With that, William took out a silver revolver from under the table in front of Wickra and Ulanka's fearful eyes. Ulanka's hand subconsciously reached for his gun holster.
Unsurprisingly, he touched nothing. Then, he saw William withdraw the revolver's magazine, pour out six bullets, and reload.
Turning the magazine, he swung the revolver in his right hand and the magazine was reset. Aiming at Wickra's forehead, he shot.
"Kacha."
The gun didn't sound, but Wickra had already fallen to the ground in fright. In a few seconds, his body was wet.
"F * ck you, coward, you actually f * cking peed in fright."
With a look of disgust and disgust, William stood up and fired three shots at Wickra, whose hands and feet were numb and in a daze.
Silence, silence,
"F * ck you, bastard, how can you be so lucky?" Pulling the trigger, another "kacha" sound was heard.
Including the first shot, William had already fired five shots. Withdrawing the magazine in disbelief, he poured the bullets into his palm.
"F * ck, let's continue."
After saying that, he put the bullets back into the magazine, turned the magazine, and swung it with his right hand. But this time, without waiting for William to point the gun at him, Wickra was already on the ground begging for mercy.
"I did it, I did it."
"Hehe." Hearing Wickra's words, William chuckled and sat back on the chair. Placing the revolver beside the knife and fork, he took a sip of red wine and said with a smile, "Continue."
After waiting for a moment, seeing Wickra lying on the ground and not speaking, William put down the wine glass and shot at the ground in front of Wickra's head.
"Bang."
"Sorry, I missed, but it finally sounded. It's okay, we still have five bullets, we have plenty of time to play."
Looking up, he saw William taking a bullet from the table and reloading it into the revolver. Then, he heard William say that in this VIP room, even if they were in a gunfight, their voices wouldn't be heard outside.
Wickra finally gave up and said, "I was the one who invited Suzy to the beach and purposely brought Grace there to shop. Then, I pretended to be asleep so that Grace had a chance to sneak out and kill Suzy."
"Continue, I want to know why Grace shot you in the end."
"I, I, I," While hesitating, Wickra suddenly felt something cold pointed at his head, "I was the one who told Grace that she was Marco's daughter."
"Very well, I heard that you're worth close to ten billion USD. Looks like we'll have to have a good chat later." Looking at Wickra with disgust, he turned to look at Ulanja.
"Colonel, you were the one who helped Grace complete her plan, right?"
"That's right." Raising his broken left hand, Ulanja said with nostalgia, "Do you think that I wanted to kill Marco because of my broken hand, blind eye, and Madeleine?
No, I was willing to save Marco because twenty-six years ago, he spent no less than thirty thousand USD on me. After that, he even gave me 0.5% of the gold mine's shares.
I wasn't surprised that Madeleine followed Marco without knowing if I would wake up. So, I didn't hate Marco at that time, until two years ago. "
At this point, Ulanja's single eye stared fiercely at Wickra for a long time before he explained, "Two years ago, this coward came to me and told me that before his father died, he told him a secret that had been kept for more than twenty years.
Before Madeleine got pregnant with Grace, she was already pregnant with my child. Tell me, should I kill Marco? "
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