Chapter 1241: Chapter 604: With One Choice for Victor, the World Opens Up
Belsaria beca sowhat emotional, tears streaming down, “He said he only loved when we got married.”
“If he had always been honest, do you think he could have risen to this position?”
“Everything in the world is about sex, except sex itself, which is about power.”
Belsaria was at a loss for words, “Brother…”
“Alright, soone is here to see . If you can’t figure it out, think about our mother and grandmother. I’m not asking you to endure like them; sotis this is just how the bigger picture is. Call again if you have more on your mind.”
Bramo hastily finished speaking and hung up.
Listening to the dial tone from the receiver, Belsaria stared at the ceiling in a daze.
So…
In the eyes of the brother who cherished her the most, is this really the role won play?
Or is it simply a political marriage in essence?
She pulled the covers over her head and could not hold back her tears.
Being born into an official and aristocratic family is not easy.
…
The sky gradually darkened.
At the edge of the Potomac River in Arlington County, Virginia, the evening breeze gently rippled.
On the balcony of the villa.
Little Bush sat quietly, crossing his legs, looking towards the distance.
“Sir, Speaker Charles is here,” the bodyguard said softly from behind.
“Let him in.”
About two or three minutes later, the Speaker of the United States Senate, Charles Grassley, walked in with a grave look on his face.
“The wind on the Potomac River is just like it was twenty years ago. Back then, I also sat here, quietly watching the distance, but then there were seagulls, sunsets, whistles, and couples holding hands…”
Little Bush spoke without turning around, “At that ti, my father was the CIA Director. Back then, I had just earned an MBA from Harvard Business School and started working in an oil company. In the blink of an eye, it’s been 20 years.”
Charles Grassley wasn’t sure why he was called here—could it be for nostalgia? He just stood silently.
Little Bush wiped tears from the corner of his eyes, turned his head, and smiled, “Co, sit down, there’s no need for such formality between us.”
But the more he said it like this, the more cautious Charles Grassley beca.
When soone calls you out of the blue, chances are they an to push you off a cliff.
Calling a woman at midnight—is it possible you’re acting as a psychological advisor?
Either it’s to silence soone or force soone into sothing sordid; Charles Grassley likely already knows what Little Bush intends to do.
Since his old man died, this guy decisively resigned and retreated to Connecticut. During Texas’s independence, he even ca out to reprimand, stating, “There’s only one Arica.”
But now he’s making a coback, and it certainly can’t be for anything good.
Little Bush’s eloquence was quite remarkable; this was evident in many magazine articles. He spoke with such ease that it impressed people. After exchanging pleasantries with Charles Grassley for over 20 minutes, he suddenly said with a profound look, “The Skull and Bones is very dissatisfied with the current situation in the United States.”
Charles suddenly looked up and was stunned by the expression in the other’s eyes.
The Skull and Bones is not just a myth.
Sure, the internet is filled with its mysticism to the point where people believe it’s a… world-overturning organization, but that’s impossible.
Who could easily overturn the world’s balance?
Even if Arica is in turmoil, it’s only the grassroots pushing the ambitions of opportunists forward.
Though the Skull and Bones aren’t as mysterious as rumors suggest, they still shouldn’t be underestimated!
Those who join the “Skull and Bones” are essentially Arica’s noble families.
If your family hasn’t been to the White House, you’d be embarrassed to go; if you haven’t been the richest, you’d hesitate to call yourself a mber.
This includes the Bush family, the Ponti family, the Harriman family, the Lord family, the Phelps family, the Rockefeller family, the Taft Family, the Goodwill Family, the Payne family, and the Whitney family, and so forth.
Sounds familiar, right?
So the Society has always encouraged internal marriages and alliances. First, to maintain the purity of “blue blood” (i.e., aristocratic lineage), and second, to collectively build the power and wealth alliance of the “Skull and Bones Dynasty.”
After Old Bush beca President, he selected five Skull and Bones mbers to join the Cabinet, including William Donaldson, who was the chairman of the SEC and joined the Skull and Bones in 1953.
The societies established by the mbers, like the “Arican Historical Association,” the “Arican Psychological Association,” and the “Arican Economic Association,” essentially control the narrative of the nation’s dominant ideals.
From power to ideology, they are all under control.
Charles Grassley gazed at him, shaking his head with a bitter smile, “I know what you want to say, Walker. Do you think overthrowing Norman will save Arica?”
Little Bush furrowed his brow. He wasn’t naive; he was experienced and politically astute. He knew that reviving Arica in its current state was very difficult, very difficult, very difficult!
Those Europeans and xico forming an alliance—it wasn’t just to keep him down?
“We’ll never succeed if we don’t try, but if we do, there’s a chance.”
“We lost on the battlefield…”
These brief eight words abruptly halted all the things Little Bush wanted to say.
In the end!
The battlefield decides everything…
Japan was once so powerful, but a single “Plaza Accord” reduced it, one of the so-called “Four Asian Tigers,” to a secondary position, and for years afterward, even faced a severe economic crisis.
If victorious, what would have been signed would be the “Arican Cession Agreent.”
Power stems from the gun.
Little Bush quietly pondered, while Charles Grassley remained silent, gazing at the moonlit waters in the distance. After a few minutes, it was the latter who spoke first, “President Carter is in Illinois; is he considered a rebel or regular army?”
“Whoever controls the White House is authentic!” Little Bush said with great certainty, gritting his teeth, “If you help us, once successful, I’ll ensure you serve a term as President!”
Charles Grassley’s heart skipped a beat.
He looked at Little Bush in astonishnt. He thought his heart would remain calm, but upon hearing this condition, he couldn’t help but be amazed.
Being offered village head wouldn’t faze you, becoming county chief wouldn’t concern you either, but being made Emperor—damn it, it’s a lasting glory…
No one can say no to power, truly no one.
Charles Grassley felt his mouth go dry, his throat unable to utter a word of refusal.
“Take down Norman Schwarzkopf, and you can have the drug market under his control.”
“When!” Charles Grassley asked.
“What?”
Little Bush was taken aback, not quite understanding.
“I an, when to act? I’m ready to genuinely contribute to a free Arica.”
Little Bush smiled upon hearing this, looking deeply at him.
Indeed, profit is the eternal ally, and the price he offered made it easy for the other to change course.
“You don’t have to act; soone else will. All you need to do now is sign a bilateral friendship agreent with xico, agreeing to whatever they ask.”
“Huh? No matter what they ask for?”
“Pull back your fist, and then strike again with greater force. We can make reasonable concessions.”
Charles Grassley thought to himself: “Aren’t you afraid you won’t be able to strike again?”
But then, thinking of the Skull and Bones, he realized that success was possible.
Norman Schwarzkopf had bowed to these elites, yet he hadn’t been accepted, which is why he created the “Golden Knights.”
If Victor encounters such a supposedly centuries-old, nationwide elite class, what then?
Should I go to xico City to express my willingness for reconciliation?
A mont of seizing the opportunity, and suddenly the world feels boundless!
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