The Lycan King's Fate Calling novel Chapter 551

Rufus' POV:

I took the flash drive and looked for a computer I could plug it into in the interrogation room of the dungeon. Without hesitation, I inserted it to the computer at once.

The flash drive not only recorded the process of the transaction, but also the whereabouts of the money and resources. Most of it had been controlled by Geoffrey.

When I saw just how much money was involved, I was furious.

Vampires had always been rich thanks to their immortality. They had accumulated vast wealth in their lifetimes.

The amount of money that Geoffrey and the vampires had embezzled was equivalent to the yearly financial expenditure of the entire country!

How dare he have the audacity to do something like that?

"Geoffrey used the money to hire private soldiers and make weapons. He's a lot more ambitious than you think," Leonard said in a low voice when he saw what I was staring at.

"Is he planning a coup?" Sylvia turned to Leonard in shock.

Leonard shook his head. "He would never rebel. He knows he's no match for us. The weapons and the soldiers are for him to continue his tyranny over his turf. I'm sure you've noticed how magnificent and luxurious his mansion is. When I first came here, I almost thought I had arrived at the imperial palace."

"Geoffrey's ambition is too obvious. Fortunately, we got here in time," Sylvia sighed.

"Yes. You came here so suddenly and caught Geoffrey off guard. As a result, Geoffrey didn't have the time to prepare his weapons and soldiers and it was easy to defeat him." Leonard smiled triumphantly. As he spoke, he poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip.

"I've checked Geoffrey's financial records before, and they were flawless. How did you get your hands on this evidence?" I looked at Leonard, confused.

"I suppose it's only normal that you didn't catch it so soon. My years of experience in dealing with villains have taught me a thing or two. You, on the other hand, are still young. When you reach my age, you'll understand." Leonard put down the teacup and patted me on the shoulder reassuringly.

I couldn't help but admire Leonard even more. When I was a little over ten years old, I had been to the battlefield with Leonard.