American Tax Officer

Chapter 703: Chapter 352: The Kennedy Family’s Ecstasy_2
 

“No, our Kennedy Family is, after all, a prestigious aristocratic family in America, and one of us must take on this responsibility. Let me stay and bear it, I won’t leave.”

As Sean had said, the Kennedy Family is indeed a prestigious aristocratic family in America.

For the sake of the family’s legacy continuing, they could evacuate, but the glory of the family must also be steadfastly defended.

So he planned to stay here, even if Freemasonry would go so far as to attack him, even if he sacrificed his own life, he would declare to everyone that their Kennedy Family would never fear Freemasonry!

“No, Father, you must leave with us!”

Selina became frantic, reached forward, and grabbed Sean’s arm, a pleading look on her face.

It was known that because of her father’s close relationship with David, he was one of the top people Freemasonry wanted to eliminate.

And once he stayed here, the outcome was likely to be certain death.

Sean touched Selina’s cheek, looking at her with a loving and reluctant gaze, saying, “Selina, this is the responsibility I need to take on, don’t feel sad for me…”

“Mr. Emerson…”

Just as the father and daughter were having their poignant moment, an urgent voice disrupted the thoughts of everyone present.

The Kennedy Family’s butler Nabu hurried over and said, “We just received news that David isn’t dead!”

“What did you say!”

“That’s impossible!”

A wave of shocked voices rang out through the hall.

According to the hotel’s surveillance footage, David had entered the suite one minute before the explosion, and after the explosion, human tissue was found in the room. Since David had disappeared after the explosion, the only explanation seemed to be that he had died.

However, now their butler Nabu was telling them that David wasn’t dead?

“What is going on, Nabu!”

Sean, like an angry bull, directly rushed over and grabbed Nabu by the collar.

It was not hard to understand his loss of composure.

The Kennedy Family’s current dire situation was entirely due to the absence of David’s strong support, in addition to the collusion between Freemasonry and the Ansa Group.

If David was truly alive, then it should be Freemasonry and the Ansa Group who should be afraid; these people wouldn’t have time to bother targeting their Kennedy Family.

“Cough cough…”

Nabu was also choked to the point of almost not being able to breathe. After struggling free, he said, “The news came from the dinner hosted by Freemasonry, just now the Internal Revenue Service’s armed forces suddenly showed up at the banquet scene, and while everyone there was feeling outraged, then David made an appearance…”

“What! David made an appearance at the banquet?”

“Wait… are you sure it was him in person? Could this just be a stand-in arranged by the Internal Revenue Service?”

Some of the Kennedys present still couldn’t believe David was alive. They thought it was possible for the Internal Revenue Service to find a stand-in to scare the Freemasonry scoundrels and sicken them at their so-called celebration dinner.

“According to the messages from the scene, the David there, whether in looks or the aura of his gestures, does not seem like what a stand-in could impersonate, it’s very likely to be him in person!”

“Could it be… that David was faking his death?”

“Possibly…”

As the Kennedys were abuzz with speculation, Sean directly took out his phone and dialed David’s number.

“Hello, this is David, I’m currently busy, please leave a message…”

“He really is still alive!”

After the explosion, Sean had immediately dialed David’s number, wanting to confirm its reality, but no matter how much he dialed, the line was always disconnected, which had made him quite desperate for a while.

But now it was different; although the call still did not connect, the appearance of a voicemail was essentially indirect proof that the owner of the phone had not perished.

So, after thinking it through, this so-called ‘fatal explosion’ was likely a fake death staged by David!

With this thought, Sean erupted with elation, laughing loudly as he looked at Emerson and said, “Father, it’s true what they say that heaven doesn’t seal off all the exits. Since David is not dead, we haven’t lost yet!”

“Even if David isn’t dead, our situation is not exactly looking rosy…”

Emerson was, of course, overjoyed to learn that David was not dead—it meant their family didn’t need to flee America in disgrace for the time being.

However, this assassination was a collaborative scheme of the Freemasonry Ansa Group, the Illuminati, and Freemasonry, and while it was now proven to be unsuccessful, the three powers had not suffered much. They could regroup and attack again.

And as formidable as David was, facing the unified front of these three powers, it was unlikely that he could easily crush them.

“I know, but as long as David is still alive, we always have a chance!”

Sean of course understood his father’s implication, but his current state was like that of a drowning man who had grasped a lifeline—or rather, a rope; the feeling was incomparable.

“Sean, see when you can get in touch with him, have a good talk and see if he has any plans. Now that we’re at the gambling table, we don’t have a choice, we have to keep playing!”

The reason Emerson had previously agreed to the idea of fleeing America was because the Kennedy Family really had no other option. Who would willingly give up such a vast business and reputation to flee in such an ignominious manner?

But now that David was alive, that changed everything!

“Understood, I will!”

Having confirmed that David was still alive, Sean had no time to stick around any longer. His immediate priority was, of course, to calm those powers allied with their family, then to try and get in touch with David.

Before he left, however, he cast a deliberate glance at those family members who had just complained about his alliance with David. Noticing their evading gazes, he left with a sense of triumph.

This night was a case of some rejoicing, some in sorrow.

Rejoicing were naturally the Kennedy Family, the Internal Revenue Service, and those allied with David.

The sorrowful ones were the Freemasonry Ansa Group and the Illuminati, for fear of how David might retaliate. These people barely slept that night.

The next day, a headline in the New York Observer jolted the still half-asleep citizens of America into full alertness.

The headline, “David brought back to life?” was only nine characters long, but its content sparked boundless speculation and discussion.

“It can’t be, wasn’t Chief Inspector David confirmed dead? How could he have been resurrected and also attended some banquet?”

“What’s the New York Observer’s angle? Could they be doing this just for clicks?”

“If it’s just for clicks, that’s disgusting, that’s like profiteering off someone’s tragedy!”

“I see the New York Times, the Washington Post, and other credible media haven’t reported this news. This is definitely sensationalism!”

Because the newspaper content suggested that according to some insiders, David, who had been almost confirmed dead, suddenly appeared at a banquet last night and even had some ‘interactions’ with many people there, which naturally caused an uproar among the populace.

Of course, uproar notwithstanding, most people, seeing that authoritative media such as the New York Times and the Washington Post had not reported this news, instantly lashed out at the New York Observer, accusing the outlet of sensationalism for the sake of sensationalism.

What they didn’t know was that the reason these major outlets hadn’t reported it was not because they hadn’t heard the whispers, but because these newspapers were controlled by the news conglomerate and by Sally, Ted, John, and others.

Without David’s instructions, they naturally did not dare to make any public reports prematurely.