I Inherited Trillions, Now What?

Chapter 130: Sides II

Chapter 130: Sides II

"Nathaniel wasn't merely trying to break the Blackwells. That was only the surface. Patrick had been in this world long enough to know that there was always a deeper play. And then it hit him—Nathaniel wasn't just after the Blackwells' downfall. He was after their money.

Everyone knew it. The Morgans were the custodians of the Blackwells' vast fortune. Billions upon billions, safeguarded under their management. If the Morgans chose to freeze those accounts, or even just make it difficult for Alexander to access his wealth, it would spell disaster for him. Because at the end of the day, no matter how much influence or power a man wielded, money was still the lifeblood of it all.

Patrick's mind was racing, connecting the dots. If money was the true objective, then that would mean—

A sudden sound jolted him out of his thoughts, dragging him back to the reality of the meeting.

"Are you insane?" came the sharp voice of David Morgan, his second son. The usually playful and carefree younger Morgan was anything but lighthearted now. His expression was dark, his eyes filled with barely restrained fury. "You want to betray generations of tradition? You want us to bow to the Rockerfellers? Have you forgotten that for most of our family's history, we were their enemies?"

His words were directed at his elder brother, Thomas, who remained seated, calm, unaffected. Unlike David, Thomas was known for his calculated demeanor, his air of superiority. He met his brother's rage with quiet confidence, an unwavering certainty in his position.

"I'm not saying we bow to anyone," Thomas replied smoothly. "I'm saying we would have more to gain from the Blackwells' fall. They are going to fall, whether we take action or not. So why shouldn't we make sure we benefit from it? With our influence, we could secure a significant portion of their resources." His voice lowered slightly, his tone sharpening. "Especially since you decided to pick a fight with the Montgomery family. We need all the resources and allies we can get. If we side with Nathaniel now, we ensure that when the time comes, he will side with us."

David scoffed, his hands balling into fists. "I didn't pick a fight with the Montgomerys. They picked a fight with us. Or did you conveniently forget that they insulted Daphne right to our faces? Are you really suggesting we let that stand?"

Thomas exhaled, shaking his head. "If you and she had simply followed the rules, none of that would have happened. Do you even realize what you've done? We have spent years building a steady foothold in Europe, carefully solidifying our influence. And you—" he pointed a finger at David "—you went and antagonized one of the strongest families there, making our position even more fragile."

David's jaw tightened. "You're an idiot if you think we don't already have a strong foothold in Europe. And it's all courtesy of the very man you're so eager to betray now."

Thomas rolled his eyes and waved his hand dismissively. "Oh, come on. You mean one little bank somewhere? That's nothing." He leaned forward slightly, his voice taking on a cutting edge. "You made a colossal mistake challenging the Montgomerys. It shows your lack of control. Your inability to think rationally. And now, you're letting your emotions cloud your judgment again. The Blackwells are going down. The only logical move is to position ourselves to gain from it."