The closer he got to the boat anchored in the depths of the airport, the Count of Omancia did not know where he got the empty boat, the more he felt that his inner curiosity was mixed with anger, and it was almost about to burst out.

Pushing open the door of the VIP room on the top of the empty boat-Count Hertha took a breath and quietly looked at the Count of Omansia, who had his back to him and didn't know what he was doing.

"..." The air fell into a strange silence. Both of them didn't seem to think too much, nor did they dare to break the calm. The Earl of Amancia clearly felt the somewhat dazzling gaze of Count Hertha watching him from behind-in the end, he was the first to give up this senseless "stalemate" and turned around.

"What's the matter?" He deliberately pretended to be strange.

"You actually..." Count Hertha's breathing began to become rapid, "You dare to..."

"From the beginning, you should be smarter." The Earl of Amancia gave a triumphant smile, "Now... anyway, you are already inevitable, so let you be clear. That's fine."

"What the **** is going on... Did you already know that the box of cigars is not an oriental specialty at all, but an addictive poison!" Count Hertha asked excitedly.

"Yes. From the beginning, I planned all of this—it looks like you don’t know what you did just now." The Earl of Amancia smiled, "Well, let’s start from the beginning and make it clear. Right—from the beginning, this is the game I set to get you into today’s trap."

"...I didn't see it. You lied to me to touch those drugs and brought me to Remi Filia. What is it good for you." Count Hertha looked at the latter's proud expression and couldn't help but Feeling disgusting, "And I don't think I provoke you."

"No, no...you are wrong. From the first day you...your father, and even your grandfather, existed in Bariahat, you are my enemy." The Earl of Amancia narrowed his smile, somewhat fierce. Said, "Your existence has taken away the reality that the Amancia family has become the most dazzling star in the public capital for so many years-so no matter what, I will take it back. I think, now on the side of Bariahat , My people should have started to pack up your birth stuff."

"...I don't hesitate to do this..." Count Hertha gritted his teeth, but he was still puzzled by some things, "But what's the use of deliberately fooling me here?"

"It's very simple. Just because of what happened a few hours ago-I have the capital that you can never threaten me." The Earl of Amancia smiled confidently, "I have asked someone to bring back the original secretly. Keep it...but in order to keep you from being fooled, I also specially kept a batch of copies. It's in the file bag on the table over there...you can take a look at it yourself."

Count Hertha looked in the direction pointed by the Count of Omansia—there was indeed a small document bag with an open opening and some photos in it.

"..." For some reason, Count Hertha felt that something shattered in his heart suddenly.

Some mechanically moved to the desk, and tremblingly opened the contents of the document bag-it didn't matter if you didn't look at it, he almost fainted when he saw the first document in the bag-or a photo. past.

The self in the photo is lying naked on the bed, with a very enjoyable expression on his face-and his body is actually... a girl who looks very young, sitting in a delicate place on his body , Seems to be pleasing himself.

Count Hertha knew what it was doing-and it was clear that the other party's age was young enough to be blacklisted in an absolute sense by major organizations.

The most important thing is-that person is himself. This means nothing can be done

Enduring such dizziness, Count Hertha continued to turn to the next page—the next page—until he could no longer hold the few pages of paper, which were actually very light, scattered all over the floor. The photos together-kneeling on the ground.

"It seems...do you also understand?" The voice of the Earl of Amancia sounded like it came from another time and space, full of unreal feelings, "These things are enough to ruin anyone in an instant. Holding these means completely controlling you."

"You...you..." Count Hertha said bitterly, but found that rumbling through his brain, he couldn't find a vicious enough word to describe the behavior of the Count of Amansia. In the end, he could only bow his head like a fate.

"Of course... if it wasn't necessary to do this, I wouldn't take the initiative to do it." The Earl of Amancia seemed to have talked about what the Earl of Hertha would do a long time ago, "As long as you do according to my requirements later- —I won’t take the initiative to release all these photo information."

"...I have another choice?" Although he hadn't yelled, Count Hertha felt that his voice was extremely hoarse at this moment, it was not like his own voice.

If it's something else, it's okay-but only this time, the Earl of Amancia really firmly grasped his lifeblood. I will not mention other things for the time being. If such a thing is published, who will believe it even if he tries his best to defend it? The reputation of the family will be completely destroyed, and the trouble will spread to the duke, even to the emperor, what will happen afterwards-he can't even imagine.

"It's very simple. I will get back what I need-although I say that, according to my intelligence, you are indeed a personal talent in doing business." The Count of Amancia said casually, "Although Those things were originally ours, but it doesn’t seem good to deprive you of everything like this. I hope you can reach an agreement with me in general-under this agreement, as long as you act low-key, I will still return You have enough money to maintain the expenses of your entire earl mansion without taking away all your things."

"..." The strong sense of humiliation was like a basin of ice water poured down in the cold winter, becoming more and more icy-but Earl Hertha had no way to resist, or even dodge. In the end, he just agreed with a small voice that he could hardly hear.

"Oh... that's right. And... about our trip, the statement I announced to the outside world is for business talks." The Earl of Amancia continued, "At the public capital, I have already thought out a plan. Arrangement method-as long as you do it honestly, there will be no problems. But if you do something beyond your expectations, it will be difficult to say what will happen then..."