Chapter 2498

Kimbra looked at the protesters furiously.

He felt the sudden urge to call the guards in and shoot all of them dead. Without a doubt, it would be a wonderful sight, their blood splattered across the tiles like New Year’s Eve fireworks.

Yet, all he did was stare. He did not call in the guards, nor did he have anyone shot. For he knew that each and every one of those protesting were more than just themselves, they were also representatives for the powerful people supporting them.

To hurt any one of them would be to declare war against those powerful forces.

The Rothschilds and the Freemasons might not fear those powerful forces, but Kimbra certainly did and he was but the Rothschilds’ representative.

Even if he managed to make enough profit for the Rothschilds, Kimbra knew that they would still discard him in a heartbeat, if it meant pacifying those forces.

Suddenly, Kimbra felt a wave of despair come over him.

The United States was not the only one who had their eyes on Qari’s