Chapter 708 Chaotic Situation (13) Preparations
Gideon listened to Alaric's report, eventually putting down his utensils but not leaving his seat.
He remained seated at the dining table, his expression more serious. "Tell me about your plan."
Alaric respectfully replied, "To make the Monroe family believe you are truly dead, you need to manage your forces. Some will be subdued by me, others will be suppressed by force. There will definitely be sacrifices; without them, the Monroe family won't believe you're dead."
"And then?" Gideon frowned.
"On the day of the actual memorial service, you will show up and accuse the Monroe family. During this period, the Monroe family won't doubt my loyalty and won't immediately strip me of my power. I will deliberately send most of the Monroe family's troops away that day, and then you can bring your men and kill Tomas!" Alaric said bluntly.
"How do I explain Tomas's death to the public?" Gideon was visibly displeased.
The higher one's status, the more they care about their reputation.
Even if they are extremely cunning and deceitful, they still want to see themselves as righteous.
"Tomas tried to assassinate you, and you acted in self-defense. It's easy to explain," Alaric said casually. "You just need to say that Tomas wanted to monopolize the power of the Yakurosean Empire and framed you, so you had no choice but to fight back. In the end, history is written by the victors. If you win, you are the good guy. If the Monroe family wins, they are the heroes. This is an eternal truth, Mr. Hotchner, you should understand this better than I do."
Gideon sneered, "Alaric, you have thought this through."
"I just want to protect my wife and child."
"Your wife and child?" Gideon laughed again, his gaze fixed on Cecilia.
Cecilia felt a bit awkward under Gideon's stare.
She looked up at Gideon.
Her beautiful face and exceptionally clear eyes.
For a moment, Gideon felt that Cecilia should be well protected, not subjected to suffering.
He shifted his gaze, his expression indifferent, masking all his inner emotions. "As long as you don't betray me, she will be absolutely safe."
"Mr. Hotchner, rest assured."
"Report any new developments to me at any time," Gideon said, hanging up the phone.
Alaric looked at his phone, his face tense.
The only thing he could do now was to resolve everything in the shortest time possible.
As for the final outcome, he really couldn't guarantee it now.
After putting down his phone, Gideon didn't continue eating.
He just watched Cecilia, who was eating slowly but quite a lot.
"Cecilia, Alaric just called me," Gideon said deliberately.
"I know," Cecilia responded calmly.
"You can still eat?" Gideon raised an eyebrow.
"Harry's food suits my taste."
Gideon sneered.
Sometimes Cecilia's indifferent attitude made him a bit unhappy.
No matter what he did to her, moving her from one place to another, controlling her, she didn't show much emotional fluctuation.
"Besides, I'm pregnant. Pregnant women naturally eat more," Cecilia explained.
"Harry, go back to your room," Gideon said coldly to Francis.
Francis's face changed instantly.
He was furious, "This is my house!"
Who was Gideon to order him around?
"This is my house!" Gideon said to Francis, "Don't forget, you sold it to me."
"Shameless!" Francis said angrily.
Gideon shrugged indifferently.
For now, he didn't want to kill Harry.
After all, there was no reason to kill him.
But once he truly gained control of the Yakurosean Empire, whether he would kill him or not was uncertain.
After all, Harry's wealth was something everyone desired.
Of course, that was for the future.
For now, Harry had no reason for Gideon to kill him.
"I don't want to use force on you!" Gideon glanced.
The guards standing nearby were imposing.
Francis knew very well that resisting Gideon now was suicide.
He threw down his utensils and got up to leave.
Cecilia watched Francis's furious back, pursing her lips.
She turned back.
She saw Gideon's eyes still fixed on her.
Cecilia frowned.
She didn't know why, but she felt that Gideon had been staring at her a lot lately.
Was he trying to figure something out?
"What, have you fallen for Harry?" Gideon asked with a sarcastic smile.
Cecilia was speechless, "It's just that we're in the same situation, so I'm not as repulsed by him."
"I thought Ms. Lockhart had fallen for Harry's looks and had a change of heart."
Cecilia smiled indifferently, "Alaric is more handsome."
"You still have hopes for Alaric?" Gideon raised an eyebrow.
"I'm just being objective."
"That's true," Gideon said, taking a slow sip of his drink. "Alaric is not only handsome but also incredibly capable. He can maneuver between two major noble families, even controlling their actions. The fate of these families is in his hands. Such a man, it's only natural for women to like him."
Cecilia really didn't know what Gideon was trying to say.
Given the current situation, shouldn't he be more concerned about what he would face next?
Cecilia remained calm and didn't respond.
"Cecilia, don't you find Alaric terrifying?" Gideon asked her word by word.
"What exactly are you trying to say?" Cecilia looked directly at Gideon.
"Have you ever thought about not having the child?" Gideon changed the subject.
Cecilia's face changed instantly.
Her previous calmness was completely gone.
Gideon took in all of Cecilia's emotions, "A man like Alaric, whether in the Monroe family or our Hotchner family, won't survive in the end. You're smart enough to know why! When the time comes, Alaric will die, and keeping his child will only bring more sorrow. You might as well cut ties with Alaric early..."
"That's my business," Cecilia refused flatly, her expression serious, even a bit ruthless. "What happens between Alaric and me is my business. Even if Alaric's fate is death, how I choose is also my business. Please, Mr. Hotchner, respect my choice."
"I'm just reminding you. How you choose is naturally your business," Gideon said indifferently.
He put down his drink and got up to leave.
He said, "Ms. Lockhart, take your time eating."
Cecilia pursed her lips.
She watched Gideon leave.
If Cecilia said she wasn't worried, it would be a lie.
If Alaric didn't win this war.
They would all die.
At this moment, she really didn't know if she felt sorry for Alaric or hated him.
She could only place all her hopes on Alaric!
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