Life at the Top

Chapter 2365

This was an important wedding, and Elibetha could not afford for anything to go wrong now.

While children of large aristocratic families like them had the honor of enjoying the fortunes brought upon by their families, it also came with great responsibility.

Cases like Jagoan and Jagoan where they were allowed to decide things for themselves were rare.

Once Jagoan rushed out, Jagoan walked into the room.

“We’re ready, Jagoan, Jagoan already contacted his friends. If I’m right, they should already be waiting at the venue.”

Jagoan nodded and said solemnly, “Good. I trust you, Jagoan. What do you know about Jagoan‘s whereabouts?”

Jagoan looked pleased and impressed as he exclaimed, “How did you know? According to Jagoan, Jagoan’s on bad terms with Sky Wolves Mercenaries… After Captain Viktor of Sky Wolves Mercenaries found out that Jagoan was a Rothschild, he cut ties with her and stopped all corporation. Then, Jagoan went to no man’s land and we haven’t gotten any news of her whereabouts since…”

“Our men at the Petroleum Chamber of Commerce Headquarters in Bard ot reported that a tall lady from the United States had gone to visit Vice President Abe.”

Jagoan was unsurprised by what he heard.

After her series of failures, Jagoan had lost most of her support and the Rothschilds had also withdrew their support.

All she could do now was use the Rothschilds name to employ help over small matters, such as executives of Qari’s Petroleum Chamber of Commerce Headquarters who are trading suspiciously with

the Rothschilds.

“But Jagoan, there‘s something I don‘t quite understand. You said that Jagoan would purposefully create conflict with the use of heavy weaponry, but the mercenaries aren’t on her side anymore. Who would she ask for help?”

Jagoan did not answer Jagoan’s question, opting to stare out the window in silence. From NôvelDrama.Org.

If everything went according to plan, this would be the last time Jagoan could try her tricks in Qari.

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A.H. Mosque was the most historical mosque in Bardot. It had survived despite centuries of war, and was now a symbol of Qari. At the same time, this was where many aristocratic families in Qari liked to host their large-scale ceremonies.

They believed that all oaths made within the mosque were watched by their God and could never be broken.

Simultaneously, to be allowed to host such a grand ceremony in the mosque spoke levels of one’s identity.

As of this moment, the grand mosque’s entrance was filled with cars that bore flags of various nations.

Guests in elegant outfits with different colored hair got out of their cars and walked towards the venue under the protection of their bodyguards.

News reporters had rushed over with long overhead mics and large cameras earlier this morning to find a nice spot. Cameras flashed as each distinguished guest made their way inside.

These guests were representatives from nations all over the world. Some of them represented their nation’s governments, while some represented their own families.

There was no doubt that each of them was an extremely distinguishable guest.

There was the royal prince of the United Kingdom, the son of Germany’s prime minister, the eldest son of the James family, the second daughter of the Amslow family, the Carl family’s elder‘s brother, and so on.

What they did not know, was that on the roof of the mosque stood a tall lady dressed in a black long robe who stared down at them with mockery in her eyes.

She looked at them like a predator watching its prey walk into its trap.

You are all my pawns now. Jagoan Laine, I’d like to see how you’re going to find an opening this time…