The Magnificent God of War

"you……"

"If you make a mistake, you have made a mistake. If you are beaten, you have to stand upright. Why should everyone pay for your mistakes?"

Emmel became vigorous, like a queen!

In an instant, the person who just spoke was speechless.

"My proposal is so, everyone can vote."

After speaking, she leaned back on the chair and said no more.

Kidd squinted his eyes.

He stretched out his hand, tapped lightly on the table, and looked at the vacant seat: "Dawson is seriously injured. He is currently unable to participate in the vote. His vote will be forfeited."

"Everyone can start voting!"

As soon as the voice fell, someone spoke up.

"I agree!"

There is the first, there is the second!

Everyone is smart, and since they can avoid losing themselves, they are not willing to help Dawson share the burden.

What's more, it was not a day or two for Amel to compete with Dawson for the position of heir to the patriarch. Everyone knew that this time, Dawson had lost.

And this loss means losing everything!

"I agree!"

"I agree!"

"I agree!"

"agree!"

...

One after another raised their hands in agreement, and the votes were easily passed by more than half. The rest of the people, hardly any hesitation, all nodded in agreement.

The last person left, his face gloomy, and the gloomy eyes burst out with a fierce light!

He is Dawson's line, the highest status person, Dawson's uncle, Duncan Slanka!

But now, he has nothing to do.

He couldn't compete with the voting results of the round table.

"Humph."

Duncan stood up directly and sneered, "Since you have all decided, do you still need to ask my opinion?"

After speaking, he turned around and left.

"Vote passed!"

Kidd ignored Duncan's reaction and announced the result calmly.

In this battle, Aimee played very beautifully. The Slanka family branch of the casino will be controlled by them in the next few decades.

Amelie didn't say anything, and stood up.

As soon as she stood up, the others immediately followed.

Obviously, they all know that in the next few decades, the status of Amel in this Sri Lanka family branch is undoubtedly the highest, she is the next patriarch!

"Now that the matter is resolved, please feel at ease."

Amelie said a word, and then went out.

At the door, Wu Wuran slapped in love, and Dawson, who had received the news, was sitting in a wheelchair and hurried over.

He does not accept this result, he wants to refute it!

Seeing Amelie come out, Dawson's face was gloomy: "Amelie! You fool me!"

Amelie gave a faint smile, walked to Dawson, took a look at his pathetic appearance, and shook her head sympathetically.

"Jiang Ning's kick is lighter."

"you……"

"Dawson, I didn't fool you, you are stupid."

Aimee said bluntly, "You never thought that the people you place next to me will be instigated by me?"

Dawson's face changed.

"You are too stingy, you just gave one million dollars, and I gave ten million."

Dawson's face was even more ugly, his face flushed and his breathing became quicker!

Amelie squatted down, attached her ear to Dawson's ear, and whispered softly: "I know, you have never despised me, but you... despised Jiang Ning. Before doing something, don't you know how to understand your opponent? Stupid."

After speaking, Amel laughed mockingly and left straight away.

"puff--"

Dawson couldn't help it, opened his mouth and wowed, spouting blood, and his whole body fainted again...