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Chapter 250: A Secret Meeting

Chapter 250: A Secret Meeting

Earlier that evening, when the Prime Minister went to seek audience with the King, Juliette Blanc had already received the news... before even His Majesty himself. Without delay, she called Sebastian to confirm their pre-arranged meeting at Langford Estate.

According to their plan, Cassandra Blanc had travelled ahead, bringing with her a group of Clan Blanc guards to secure the estate for the night. The meeting was to remain strictly confidential; no risk of a leak could be tolerated.

As night fell, four helicopters lifted from Clan Blanc’s various airstrip, each dispatched to a different direction to collect the invited attendees. The party leaders had been discreetly informed in advance, and were waiting at their designated pick-up points. Black-clad guards, armed and efficient, ushered them aboard without ceremony.

When the helicopters descended upon Langford Estate, the leaders were met with an intimidating sight. More than fifty guards in identical black uniforms patrolled the castle grounds, each carrying a Heckler & Koch MP5. The weapons were instantly recognisable, yet the sheer concentration of such firepower in one place unsettled even these seasoned politicians. Questions formed silently, but none dared voice them aloud. All of them already knew... the true force behind tonight’s gathering was no ordinary power.

At the castle entrance, Butler Graham Langford greeted them one by one with impeccable courtesy, guiding them into the estate and towards the meeting chamber, where Earl Walter Langford awaited.

Meanwhile, the Heimdall team worked in the background, erasing every trace of the night’s activity... digital footprints wiped, flight paths obscured, even satellite imagery discreetly altered. If investigated, it would be as though no such meeting had ever taken place.

When all the guests were finally assembled in the chamber, Cassandra Blanc entered with June Osborne at her side. She greeted them with a measured smile.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. I am here to begin the proceedings. My senior will join us remotely. You may put to her any question during the course of the meeting, and she will answer directly. There will be no documents circulated tonight, so I ask you to listen carefully to her report. Should you require further details, they will be provided to you afterwards."

At her signal, June activated the secure teleconference link. The projector screen flickered to life, the connection stabilising. Without another word, the two women withdrew, closing the heavy oak doors behind them.

***

It was well past midnight. The kingdom was sleeping, except for those bound to the night by duty. Inside the meeting room of Langford Estate, five figures sat wide awake. Baron John Constantine, Baroness Angela Dodson, Baron Ernest Prentice, Baron Anthony Hayward Chapman, and Earl Walter Alexander Langford were still digesting what they had just heard.

For over three hours, a woman’s voice had rolled from the projector speaker... calm, commanding, crystalline... delivering a briefing that cut through every constituency of the Kingdom. When the screen finally went black, silence settled like a weight over the room.

were veterans of politics, seasoned by intrigue, yet none of them had ever encountered such

could a woman outside the political arena know this much

such depth. Still, I suppose it’s expected... given how they uncovered every dark secret of mine and

my next moves. Perhaps it’s wiser to be a good man, if only to leave a respectable

Could she be the mysterious mastermind behind

politics, it wouldn’t take

Walter Langford, seated among them, was no less perplexed. He had been told only to prepare the room for a secure teleconference to be conducted by one of Eleanor’s subordinates. He knew Eleanor was out of the kingdom, currently unreachable.

hidden scion of the Langford family. Their discreet inquiries had turned up nothing. Seeing Walter sitting as bewildered as they were eased

line was none other than Juliette Blanc- the strategist who had, years before, orchestrated the rise of two consecutive Prime Ministers from the very party they now sought to bring down. They all knew the legend. None had imagined she still lived... let alone that she had been guiding

opened, Cassandra Blanc and June Osborne entered carrying five neat folders. They offered polite smiles as they sat in

courteous, but there was steel

flipped the

and discreet but also trained as bodyguards. The contract term is six months. You will pay them at the market rate for a highly skilled private secretary... eight

hang for a

election, our principal has arranged one for you as well. Through him, you can communicate with the other leaders on a secure line. All

if we need to contact you directly... say

contact with our team. And remember... you will be under our surveillance at all times. Every security camera you pass will be feeding directly to us. If you require a secure meeting place, or wish to bring someone to you in secrecy, speak to your secretaries. We will arrange everything. From the moment you left your homes for the helicopters

who stepped forward and placed

Langford," Cassandra said, "please open

The others leaned closer, staring at the strange round pills, their curiosity stirred by both the light and

are no side effects. Only, do not take more than one within twenty-four hours... doing so will leave you feeling intoxicated, as though drugged. But