America 1919-Chapter 912 - 311, if you want me to betray Donnie, you’ll have to pay more_3

They usually called each other family, and now his brother and comrades had been taken away by the police?

Gilbert Thomas could hardly believe this was happening.

Just then, the Birmingham Police Chief, David Pearson, appeared in Gilbert Thomas’ office, dressed in uniform.

What was truly concerning was that behind David Pearson was an entire squad of uniformed, armed officers!

"David, what’s the meaning of this?"

Gilbert Thomas stood there, glaring furiously at David Pearson.

David Pearson shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "Dear Thomas, I hope you understand that everything happening today is not what I want to do!" freeweɓnøvel.com

Gilbert Thomas spoke coldly, "It’s not your choice, yet you’ve brought a group of people here to me—what exactly are you trying to do?"

David Pearson replied, "Dear friend, you should think carefully about which mighty figure you’ve offended recently. The orders came from the top. Either I take you in today, or we both get locked up together. Tell me, what choice do I have?"

Rothschild!

Gilbert Thomas immediately grasped the crux of the matter.

"I want a lawyer!"

At this moment, Gilbert Thomas realized there was no avoiding this situation.

David Pearson shook his head and said, "I sincerely apologize, my dear friend. The orders I’ve received state that you currently have no rights. Besides, I think seeking a lawyer right now is not the most important thing—what matters most is understanding who is targeting you and finding a way to seek their forgiveness!"

Gilbert Thomas froze for a moment; he hadn’t anticipated that they wouldn’t even allow him to make a phone call.

This also made it clear that whoever was behind this didn’t want the matter to escalate or draw attention.

After careful consideration, Gilbert Thomas ultimately followed David Pearson out.

Naturally, Gilbert Thomas’ subordinates were also taken away.

Gilbert Thomas was placed in a solitary cell.

Since receiving financial backing from Donnie, Gilbert Thomas hadn’t been in a place like this.

He never expected to end up here again!

Only a day later, Gilbert Thomas saw a white man in his fifties, with silver hair, walk into the cell.

The man’s attire was extremely sophisticated—it was evident that even Birmingham’s average worker would need an entire year’s salary, without spending on anything else, to afford such clothing.

"Greetings, Mr. Thomas. I am Leo Rothschild. My apologies for meeting you under these circumstances!"

Leo Rothschild covered his mouth with a handkerchief, casting a disdainful glance at the surroundings.

"Ah, so it’s Mr. Leo!" Gilbert Thomas, upon hearing the man’s identity, appeared quite composed.

"Mr. Thomas, aren’t you concerned about your current predicament?" Leo Rothschild asked, studying Gilbert Thomas carefully.

Gilbert Thomas replied with ease, "Since Mr. Leo Rothschild has personally come, I assume the Rothschild family must want me to do something. As for my current situation, I believe it’s just Mr. Leo demonstrating your family’s power to me."

"Haha!" Leo Rothschild burst into laughter, though the action led him to inhale more of the cell’s foul odor, causing him to grimace.

"Damn it, can’t they clean up this place?"

After grumbling, Leo Rothschild smiled and said to Gilbert Thomas, "Mr. Thomas, you’re truly sharp—no wonder the Razor Party’s reputation is thunderous in Birmingham these past two years!"

Gilbert Thomas said, "Mr. Leo, perhaps you could get to the point? I’d rather not converse with you in a place like this."

Leo Rothschild nodded; he wasn’t fond of the environment either.

"It’s quite simple—it’s about what our family’s people previously discussed with you."

Gilbert Thomas said, "So the Rothschild family wants me to betray Donnie?"

"I don’t like the word betrayal," Leo Rothschild remarked. "But if that’s how Mr. Thomas interprets it, I won’t argue."

Gilbert Thomas said, "Surely Mr. Leo, you’re aware Donnie saved my life on the battlefield—he’s my sworn brother?"

Leo Rothschild asked indifferently, "So what? Does that outweigh your own survival?"

"No, no, no!" Gilbert Thomas shook his head. "No one can compare to my own survival. My point is, Mr. Leo, if you want me to betray Donnie, you’ll have to pay up!"

Leo Rothschild: "..."

"So, Mr. Thomas, what are your terms?"

Gilbert Thomas said, "If you want me to betray Donnie, I require a zero-interest loan from Rothschild Bank, full ownership of Birmingham Steel Plant shares, and railway company contracts!"

"You really are asking for a lot!" Leo Rothschild teased.

"Since I rarely get the chance to negotiate with a high-ranking member of the Rothschild family, I’m afraid I’ll regret it and slap myself awake in the middle of the night if I don’t ask for more."

Leo Rothschild burst into laughter and said, "No problem, but this has to be done perfectly—there cannot be any direct evidence linking this matter to the Rothschild family.

If anyone finds out, Mr. Thomas, I trust you understand the consequences?"

Gilbert Thomas spread his hands and said, "Isn’t this already a consequence in itself?"

Leo Rothschild chuckled and said, "This is merely a friendly demonstration—not a true punishment!"

"Understood!"