4705: C4705 He Wanted to Usurp the Throne

C4705 He Wanted to Usurp the Throne

This time, I'm afraid something big is going to happen to the Rothschild family.

The Rothschild family is going to change.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

In the study.

Oman fiercely flicked his sleeve, sweeping all the teacups on the table to the ground.

He was about to go crazy from anger.

Just a few minutes ago, Mitchell confidently told him that Oman was still at the stage of accumulating strength.

He wouldn't make a move so quickly.

However, a few minutes later, the news of the clan gathering reached his ears.

Why would Arman hold the clan meeting at this time?

The answer was very obvious. He must have felt that he had accumulated enough strength and wanted to seek a breakthrough.

"Damn it, damn fellow, how dare he do this!"

Oman gritted his teeth, his face so gloomy that it seemed like water would drip out.

To be honest, he was really angry this time.

Arman was his son, and now his son wanted to challenge his father.

He wanted to usurp the throne.

This made Arman's heart burn with rage.

Naturally, he would give what he wanted to give to Oman. At that time, if he didn't want to give something to him, nobody would be able to snatch it away.

"Hu ~"

Letting out a long breath, Arman took out his phone from his pocket. Without saying anything else, he took out Arman's number and dialed it.

"Doo Doo Doo ~"

After three blinks, the call went through smoothly.

"Arman, what the f * ck are you trying to do?"

"I'll give you three minutes. Come to the study and see me. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you."

Without waiting for Arman to speak, Arman had already angrily rebuked him.

On the other end of the phone.

Hearing Oman's furious words on the phone, not only did Oman not get angry, a brilliant smile appeared on his face instead.

He knew that Oman, who had once been indifferent to humiliation, was truly anxious this time.

"Father, I still have matters to attend to now. I'm afraid I don't have time to see you."

"If you have anything to say, just say it over the phone."

Arman said calmly.

"Arman..."

"Father, there's no need to yell at me. If there's anything to say, just say it. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up."

Arman wanted to rebuke him, but he was interrupted in the next second.

Oman was burning with rage, but he had no choice but to suppress this anger in his heart.

"Phew ~"

Oman let out a long breath and suppressed the anger in his heart. He said in a deep voice, "Oman, why did you do this?"

Why?

Isn't it because you've been sitting here for too long?

Of course, Alman didn't say that.

It was too straightforward.

He was worried that Arman would go berserk.

"It's all for the family."

Oman said.

Family?

For the family?

For the family, Alman wanted to usurp the throne?

Oman almost couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Oman, this is your reason? You want to usurp the throne for the sake of your family?"

"Do you know that by doing this, the entire Rothschild family will be thrown into turmoil?"

Oman berated in a stern voice.

Usurp the throne!

No matter when it happened, it would cause the entire clan to fall into turmoil.

Now, the Rothschild family was facing internal and external problems.

If Arman usurped the throne at this time, others would take advantage of it.

Then the entire family could suffer great losses.

Turbulence?

Arman shrugged his shoulders and smiled indifferently.

Now, he had the support of all the elders except for Mitchell.

In addition to Goodwin, he was in charge of the old division.

He believed that he would be able to control the entire Rothschild family in a very short period of time.1

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