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“Elliot is now in Aryadelle. Even if it is useful, we can’t see it.” Emilio, who had been silent
all the time, spoke at this time.
“Hehe, if it’s really useful, Elliot was tortured to death by us. Do you think the people
around Elliot would not tell Avery? As long as Avery knows that something happened to
Elliot, she will naturally find a way. Hahaha! It’s starting to be fun.” Travis said.
Leland Sirois was a little surprised: “Mr. Jones, we earn our money, so there is no need to
be an enemy of Elliot, right?”
Leland Sirois didn’t know that Travis was deceived by Elliot of $14 billion.
It was impossible for Travis to tell such a shameful thing to outsiders. So he just made up
reasons.
“I have a grudge with Elliot. It was Avery and Elliot who exposed my scandal before.”
Travis looked gloomy, “Mr. Jones, you wouldn’t be so brave, would you? If we can control
Elliot, then don’t Elliot and Avery just listen to us? Their money and their connections can
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtbe used by us. When our wealth surpasses theirs, do we still need to look at their faces?”
Leland Sirois was very embarrassed: “Elliot and I have no grievances and no enmity. I
don’t have to go through this muddy water.”
“Don’t worry. I can’t fight an uncertain battle. I’m just trying now to see if I can control
Elliot. If I can’t, I definitely won’t take the initiative to trouble him. My energy is limited
now. Of course, all of it is used to make money.” Travis said.
“If I can control Elliot, I won’t do too much. After all, we now have our own way to make
money. Elliot’s thinking is too simple. Elliot’s success depends not only on him, but also on
the entire think tank behind him. Sterling Group is not owned by Elliot alone. If you want
Sterling Group, I advise you to dream less. Don’t lose yourself and lose your army again.”
Leland Sirois reminded.
Travis was much clearer than before.
Travis: “Don’t worry, my focus now is on our project.”
After speaking, Travis looked at Otto Wiens: “Take me to see the method that you said we
can control Elliot.”
Otto Wiens immediately led the way.
Emilio followed behind his father step by step to see the method together.
What he was most worried about, he didn’t expect to happen so soon.
If the method of controlling Elliot was useful, his father would definitely torture Elliot to
threaten them.
At least the $14 billion deceived by Elliot will definitely come back.
And Elliot’s character may not be able to bear this loss.
It must be another bloodbath by then.
“Look, the pattern on this screen is the pattern of the device in Elliot’s head. I can use the
computer to trigger the device in his head.” Otto Wiens explained in detail, “These
buttons are contraction, relaxation, and electrical stimulation. …Even if I can’t kill Elliot, it
should give Elliot a severe headache.”
Leland Sirois frowned upon hearing Otto Wiens’s words.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIsn’t this thing the key device of the resurrection technique? How come there are only so
many functions?
“Okay! Hahaha! Mr. Wiens, try it now!” Travis laughed, “Keep stimulating his brain, don’t
stop until Avery comes to me.”
Otto Wiens hesitated, then replied: “Okay. I’ll try it. It may not work.”
“Mr. Wiens, I believe in you. You will definitely not disappoint me!” Travis said, and sat
down in the chair next to him.
Aryadelle. 10 o’clock at night.
Elliot came out of the study and planned to go back to the room to take a bath and rest.
But the footsteps just stepped out of the study, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in
the head!
He grabbed his head with one hand and propped himself against the wall with the other.
This pain was not unfamiliar.
When Margaret controlled him before, he threatened Avery like this.
Margaret was dead, who was manipulating him now?
His face turned pale with pain, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.