In the letter sent to the elders of the family, Jack Ferguson announced to the elders of the family that due to the death of the head of the family, Alfredo Ferguson, his only son, who is also the first successor of the Ferguson family, the next Earl Ferguson protected by the Constitution of the Kaman Empire, Conor Ferguson, has not returned to the family. As a core member of the family, according to the family rules, Jack Ferguson will hold a meeting of the elders of the Ferguson family in the Ferguson Mansion to discuss with the elders of the family how to solve this situation. "
Although Jack Ferguson didn't say how to solve the problem of Conner Ferguson's late return, but only invited the senior members of the family to discuss it together, everyone knew why Jack Ferguson sent the letter to the senior members of the family.
Although it was Jack Ferguson who proposed to hold the meeting of the elders of the family, after the elders of the family all sat down and waited for about ten minutes, Jack Ferguson walked into the meeting hall in high spirits.
"Uncles, I'm sorry I'm late!" As soon as he entered the conference hall, Jack Ferguson apologized to the elders of the family who were sitting upright. Although he said that he was sorry, he didn't seem to be apologetic at all based on his beaming face.
Hearing Jack Ferguson's apology, the elders of the family just looked at each other and didn't speak first. Jack Ferguson didn't care about that. He walked straight to the main seat in the meeting hall and stopped half a meter away from the seat of the head of the family.
Jack Ferguson's movement immediately attracted the attention of all the elders of the family in the meeting hall. Under the gaze of these elders of the family, Jack Ferguson, who hadn't passed the legal process to become the head of the family, didn't dare to be too presumptuous. He patted the chair of the main seat with regret and sat down in his seat, which was opposite to Butler Martinez, the first seat on the right.
When Jack Ferguson took his seat, the meeting of the family elders was officially convened. As the head of the family elders, Butler Martinez, who currently held most of the power in the Ferguson family, glanced coldly at Jack Ferguson, and took the initiative to speak. "Jack, since you've convened a meeting of the family elders in accordance with the family rules, and called us old bones here, why don't you tell us what kind of good solution you have? I don't think your solution is to let Jack Ferguson inherit the family and become the new Earl Ferguson, right? "
Seeing that Butler Martinez was the first to speak, the smile on Jack Ferguson's face instantly froze. Fortunately, he was a shrewd person. He knew that Butler Martinez was deliberately provoking him and baiting him into a quarrel so that he could ruin the meeting of the elders of the family. Therefore, he didn't fall for it. After taking a deep breath, he looked at Butler Martinez, who was looking at him with shining eyes, and said with a smile, "Butler Martinez, the meeting of elders of the family has just begun.
"Chief Butler Martinez, this year's meeting of family elders has just begun. There's still plenty of time. Let's proceed according to the procedure. I wonder, how's the search for my nephew, Connor Ferguson, going?"
Looking at the smiling Jack Ferguson, Butler Martinez sighed in his heart despite his expressionless face. He knew that Jack Ferguson had come prepared. Today's issue of the family's power was definitely not coming with good intentions!
Faced with Jack Ferguson's question, Butler Martinez glanced at him coldly before looking around at everyone in the meeting hall. Then, he said unhurriedly, "The people I sent have already met Connor in Loen. However, because Connor is there now, he has some urgent matters to attend to, so he hasn't had the time to rush back. I believe that it won't be long before Connor returns to the family and inherits the family, as well as his father's title of count!"
When Butler Martinez said the words "inherit the family's title of Earl", he seemed to be implying something. He deliberately emphasized his unhurried tone.
Hearing that Butler Martinez had found Connor, Jack Ferguson, who was sitting opposite Butler Martinez, didn't seem to have expected this at all. He looked a little panicked. At the same time, the other elders of the family in the meeting hall were also shocked when they heard the news from Butler Martinez. Then, they started whispering to each other. The meeting hall, which was originally solemn and quiet, suddenly became a little noisy.
Butler Martinez wasn't surprised by the situation in front of him. He continued to sit in his seat contentedly. However, Jack Ferguson wasn't in the mood for leisure like Butler Martinez. After thinking for a few seconds, he turned his head and looked at the short, fat, balding old man sitting in the seat next to him. He was dressed in luxurious clothes and had a balding complexion.
In the beginning, the short and fat Mediterranean old man lowered his head and ignored Jack Ferguson's gaze. However, he couldn't stand Jack Ferguson's gaze. He had no choice but to raise his head and exchange a glance with the old man who was sitting opposite him. The old man was wearing a simple military uniform. He had a serious expression on his face and a sturdy old man. Then, he braced himself and said to Butler Martinez, "Butler Martinez, are you saying that your people have found Master Connor?"
"Hmph! Bernardo, are you deaf? Can't you hear me clearly? Or are you doubting my words? " In the face of the question from the short, fat Mediterranean old man, Butler Martinez, who was happy and content just a moment ago, snorted coldly and said in a deep voice,
Although Butler Martinez's voice wasn't loud, it was clearly transmitted into the meeting hall. Every elder of the family saw that Butler Martinez had shown his power. Under his decades of accumulated power, the meeting hall, which was in a mess just a second ago, suddenly became quiet. Everyone kept quiet out of fear. At this time, the sound of a silver needle dropping on the marble tiles in the hall would probably be heard.
The short, fat, Mediterranean old man in the center of the storm, Bernardo, an elder of the Ferguson family, was obviously a little afraid of Butler Martinez, who had been in charge of the family affairs for decades. He didn't dare to reply. He could only look at the old man in a military uniform sitting opposite him for help.
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