Jero Bonaparte looked at Marcel Yale’s hesitant expression and knew that among the people acting as the Kingdom of Britain’s secret agents, there might be soone Marcel Yale dared not provoke.
For soone to make Marcel Yale appear hesitant, it had to be soone within the Tuileries Palace, or a prince from the Bonaparte Clan.
Sure enough, Marcel Yale gritted his teeth and said to Jero Bonaparte, "Your Majesty, the people involved in the case include Prince Pierre Bonaparte and Prince Monfort!"
"What?!!!" Jero Bonaparte’s face displayed a shocked expression. He wasn’t surprised at Pierre Bonaparte’s "betrayal" but rather at his father, Prince Monfort.
To be fair, aside from not granting his father power, Jero Bonaparte had never deprived him of honors; he hadn’t shortchanged him financially either.
Even Prince Monfort himself said: living a life where he could eat and drink idly and occasionally go to the Senate to cast a vote wasn’t bad at all.
Why would he want to connect with Britain? Could it be he wishes to overthrow his own son from being Emperor of France?
Jero Bonaparte, who was initially as steady as a rock, was unprepared for his father’s sudden betrayal, and his expression beca dazed.
Seeing this, Marcel Yale hastily added to Jero Bonaparte, "Your Majesty, this matter doesn’t really have much to do with Prince Monfort himself!"
"Doesn’t have much to do!" Jero Bonaparte snapped back to attention, his tone becoming stern, "Marcel, explain to clearly what exactly is going on?"
Marcel Yale responded to Jero Bonaparte, stating that the connection with Britain was not Prince Monfort himself but a new English lover he had.
Investigations by the National Intelligence Bureau indicated this English lover was a spy sent by the Kingdom of Britain.
Her purpose was to get close to the Bonaparte Clan to extract useful intelligence.
However, because Britain itself did not emphasize the training of spies, this English woman caught the attention of the National Intelligence Bureau.
"So that’s how it is!" Jero Bonaparte muttered softly, and his tense face imdiately relaxed.
If even his own father opposed him, then as Emperor, he really needed to self-reflect.
"That’s right!" Marcel Yale nodded to Jero Bonaparte.
"Is my cousin Pierre Bonaparte also involved in this way?" Jero Bonaparte questioned again.
Marcel Yale responded to Jero Bonaparte with a heavy tone, "According to our intelligence, Prince Pierre Bonaparte seed to have actively contacted them to beco a spy for Britain!
Not only that, but Pierre Bonaparte also seems to have connections with the Orleans Clan in London!"
After hearing Marcel Yale’s words, Jero Bonaparte’s lips curled into a cold smile, and he cynically remarked, "Pierre Bonaparte is really a good cousin of mine! Seeing he can’t get what he wants from , he turns around to hook up with the Orleans Royal Family!"
Jero Bonaparte paused for a mont, then turned to ask Marcel Yale, "Marcel, what position do you think the Orleans Royal Family might promise him? Pri Minister or Cabinet Minister?"
"I do not know!" Marcel Yale replied to Jero Bonaparte.
"I guess it might be a Cabinet Minister!" Jero Bonaparte spoke to himself, "The Orleans Royal Family is always generous in this respect!"
Marcel Yale remained silent.
"I will handle Pierre Bonaparte and my father myself!" Jero Bonaparte lightly tapped the table and reorganized his words toward Marcel Yale, "As for the rest, your National Intelligence Bureau will handle it yourselves!
If you can entice them to serve France, then try to do so.
If not, make their deaths look like an accident.
Do you understand?"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Marcel Yale said to Jero Bonaparte with a serious expression.
After that, Marcel Yale stood up and took his leave from Jero Bonaparte.
"By the way! There’s one more thing!" Jero Bonaparte extended his hand into the air, making a stopping gesture.
Marcel Yale sat back down, waiting for Jero Bonaparte’s next command, "From tomorrow, begin screening the mistresses of the Cabinet Ministers one by one to see if there are any spies sent by other countries among them.
Don’t spare the Bonaparte Clan either, make sure you investigate thoroughly!"
"Your Majesty, should this investigation be conducted secretly?" Marcel Yale inquired of Jero Bonaparte.
If it’s not carried out secretly, he feared his life might be inexplicably lost one day.
"Of course, it’s a secret investigation!" Jero Bonaparte replied to Marcel Yale irritably, "Unless you want to arouse the public’s outrage!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Marcel Yale bowed to Jero Bonaparte and left.
In the dead of night.
Physically and ntally exhausted, Jero Bonaparte returned to his room, where Augusta was lying in bed reading a book.
When Jero Bonaparte gradually approached Empress Augusta, she noticed his odd deanor and put down her book, asking, "What’s wrong? You don’t look well at all! Did sothing happen?"
"Indeed!" Jero Bonaparte recounted Marcel Yale’s words to Augusta.
Empress Augusta’s face also showed shock after hearing it, and then she complained, "Cousin, how could he! How could he do such a thing? Doesn’t he know that seeking refuge with the Orleans will not lead to being valued?"
Indeed, how could a traitor of the House of Bonaparte be valued by the Orleans?
Pierre Bonaparte, who could betray the Bonaparte Clan, could also betray the Orleans.
"Perhaps he just wants so temporary thrill!" Jero Bonaparte’s face showed a mocking expression, "Our House of Bonaparte always produces a bunch of people with high aspirations but limited abilities!
They think they’re omnipotent, but in reality, their abilities are insufficient to even be a low-ranking official.
And they still want to beco a Cabinet Minister!"
"And you!" Empress Augusta also criticized Jero Bonaparte.
"What about ?" Jero Bonaparte was stunned for a few seconds before asking Augusta.
"You should also reflect on yourself a little!" Augusta gently tapped Jero Bonaparte’s forehead twice.
"Am I wrong?" Jero Bonaparte asked Augusta.
"You are indeed right!" Augusta nodded to Jero Bonaparte and said, "But have you ever thought that your arrangents are not good for the mbers of the Bonaparte Clan!"
"What’s wrong with it!" Jero Bonaparte spread his hands and complained helplessly to Empress Augusta, "I’ve already given every mber of the family the appropriate amount of money, and I didn’t even mind if they accepted bribes within reason! Isn’t this good enough? Do I have to assign each one of them a position and even assign their dogs to beco special police dogs for the police station to consider it good for them?"
Upon hearing Jero Bonaparte’s complaint, Augusta smiled slightly and comforted him, "Alright! I know being an Emperor is hard for you!"
"You know! They don’t know!" Jero Bonaparte complained again, "My cousins only see that as Emperor, I can do whatever I want!
Don’t they see how much I’ve sacrificed for this throne!
The power I have now didn’t just appear out of thin air after I beca Emperor.
The throne is rely a decoration, if I hadn’t gone to Cria to suppress the military leaders, if I hadn’t stabilized employnt during warti... then how many people would truly submit to !
My cousins are a bunch who want to enjoy power without serving it.
If I were to hand over power to them, I bet the entire Empire would collapse within ten years!"
"Alright! Don’t be upset! I know you work hard!" Empress Augusta comforted Jero Bonaparte like coaxing a child, "Since you know about cousin’s matter, what do you plan to do?"
"I don’t know!" Jero Bonaparte replied to Empress Augusta with a bitter smile, "I can’t possibly execute him in front of everyone!"
"That is indeed a tricky issue!" Augusta also fell into thought, and after a while, her eyes lit up, and she said to Jero Bonaparte, "We can expel Pierre Bonaparte from Paris!"
"Under what reason!" Jero Bonaparte retorted, "We can’t accuse him of being a spy, can we! That would damage the reputation of the Bonaparte Clan."
"You can appoint him as an ambassador to a country!" Augusta replied to Jero Bonaparte, "In this way, it effectively exiles him from Paris!"
"But this morning, I had already firmly refused to bend the rules for Pierre Bonaparte!" Jero Bonaparte said to Empress Augusta.
"Leave it to !" Augusta replied to Jero Bonaparte, "I’ll invite Pierre Bonaparte’s wife over tomorrow, and inform Pierre Bonaparte of his appointnt through her."
"That’s indeed a solution! But, to which country should I appoint him as ambassador?" Jero Bonaparte pondered the suitable countries in his mind.
"How about as the Wurttemberg Envoy?" Empress Augusta suggested to Jero Bonaparte.
"No!" Jero Bonaparte shook his head and rejected Augusta, "Wurttemberg is one of the French Empire’s most important allies, I think sending him to Florence would be more suitable!"
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