Chapter 716

Chapter 716

Did Tucker run into someone's room just to look at the decoration and

furnishings? How was it possible?

Watching Chaz calmly talk, others just felt Chaz was treating

themselves like fools.

Harold was filled with anger, and if it weren't for this Chaz, he wouldn't

have been in so much trouble.

MI6 is now very popular, with so many small countries flattering

Franklin, and he also relies on Franklin. Yet Chaz can't know what's

right to do. It's simply detestable.

'He may have brought his own downfall upon himself, but if he drags

everyone down with him, he can't blame me for punishing him."

Whoever can hold the position of minister must have some tricks up to

their sleeves, don't they?

Harold met Chaz's gaze with a dark expression and spoke slowly and

deliberately, “Tucker has confessed. He planted a Trojan horse on the

MI6 computer at your command."

Chaz tightly clenched his fists, his face turning pale. He couldn't help

but widen his eyes, with shock and panic written all over his face.

How is that possible...

This bastard.

Did he actually admit it?

Tucker's mouth was stuffed with a white cloth, his face filled with terror

as he stared wide-eyed at Chaz. His mouth emitted a constant

whimper.

Chaz was trembling with anger, and he slapped Tucker across the face.

“You little brat, I knew you were nothing but trouble! I warned you so

many times, don't ever tell the truth, and if you do, both of us will face

the music!"

Tucker's vision went black, and the piece of white cloth he had stuffed

in his mouth was knocked out, falling to the ground.

Finally regaining his freedom to speak, Tucker cried out in anguish,

"Chaz, Chaz, I didn't say anything! I didn't confess! Harold tricked

you..."

Chaz stood there, feeling his head buzzing.

He fell for the trap!

He was cheated by Harold!

He was so stupid that he admitted it himself.

His hands were trembling and his face was pale, but he still wanted to

argue, "Mr. Gamble, let me explain... I was just angry and didn't think

Tucker would actually set up a Trojan horse..."

He seemed to be greatly wronged, and slapped Tucker in the face

again. "You bastard, why did you slander me? I am your uncle! I have

always been good to you, and it's none of my business if you created

the Trojan horse!"

At home, everyone was always pampering him. But now, after helping

Chaz with a favor, he was being beaten up by Harold's men and even

by Chaz himself? The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

"Chaz, I helped you out and you still hit me? Didn't you just give me

one million dollars?"

Harold couldn't believe that even at this point, Chaz was still trying to

defend himself and shift the blame. He shook his head in

disappointment. "Chaz, things have come to this point and yet you're

still trying to argue your way out of it?"

Chaz quickly looked towards Harold. "Mr. Gamble, this has nothing to

do with me! It was Tucker who caused all of this trouble! Even though

I'm his uncle, I have no choice but to do what's right."

He then turned towards the officials from the Department of Justice.

"Take Tucker away and deal with him however you see fit."

"Chaz," Harold waved his hand as his assistant immediately brought

out a bank card," This bank card has both your fingerprints as well as

Tucker's fingerprints on it; there is one million dollars inside which

belongs to Tucker.”

“I'm his uncle; what's wrong with me giving him a bank card?" Chaz

continued stubbornly.

"It's not about giving him a card; but... there is a recording,” Franklin

finally spoke up after remaining silent for so long; his eyes were cold as

ice while speaking nonchalantly.

The color drained from Chaz's face until he almost fainted upon hearing

those words. "What... what does that mean?"

Franklin remained silent while Jasper chuckled softly before explaining,

"Don't you know? Panda Byebye comes equipped with recording

function which can only be extracted during decryption.”

"So since the moment when you got hold of Panda Byebye, it started

recording everything without our knowledge. We just weren't sure

whose voice had been recorded until now, and it turns out that voice

belongs to none other than yours!"

“No! That can't be true! When I bought Panda Byebye from Christian,

he never told me it could record!" Chaz growled furiously.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Franklin looked at Harold coldly. "It seems like Christian

is involved in all of this?"

After hearing what Chaz said earlier, Harold 's face turned grim.