Largo Winch Page #3

When he tried again,

I threatened to kill him

if he didn't let us leave.

For the first time, he was scared of me.

He could see I was serious,

that I'd do as I said.

There's what life gives you...

...and what you do with it!

Those are the two forces

that make you what you are.

Here.

It's yours.

Hello, sir.

Forgive this informal awakening.

You were deaf to my verbal endeavours.

And you are?

Gauthier, sir. Your late father's butler.

Please accept my condolences, sir.

Mr Freddy dropped you off.

You seemed very tired indeed.

The journey, no doubt.

The alcohol, Gauthier.

The alcohol.

I took the liberty to clean your clothes.

Yet I'm afraid your undershirt

is beyond redemption.

I should have warned you.

There's a slight swell today.

When he moved to Hong Kong,

your father settled on this yacht.

I think he liked the view.

I'm not surprised.

Already an invitation for you, sir.

Mr Korsky requests your presence

for lunch at "Amber".

Korsky?

Mikhail Korsky, 42, from Georgia,

head of the Korsk Corporation.

Rich from gunrunning.

However, for some years now,

he has moved into more worthy fields.

Real estate, banking...

No one knows his exact worth

but everyone agrees it's colossal.

Three years ago,

someone attempted to poison Mr Korsky...

Gauthier...

...and left him marked for life.

Are you always so precise?

I trained at the

Regent Street Gentlemen's School, sir.

No one knows his face or his name, but there

have been rumors of a mysterious heir.

The heir is...

the famous billionaire's adopted son...

No... No, no, no, no, no... I swear!

No! I didn't know!

Look... Look... I'll call him...

I'll find out and I'll call you back...

Yes... I know... I know...

Look, I promise you I... Hello?

Damn!

- Good morning, Mr Meyer. - Good morning,

Have you heard about this heir business?

Don't pay too much attention

to these rumours Rebecca...

But he's here! He's with the board now!

As executor, I can tell you that

Mr Winch's desire was always very clear.

The one and only heir to his fortune

has to be his adopted son.

But there's no rhyme or reason to it!

I mean here's a boy

from Lord knows where

and who claims to be the heir of the world's

fifth largest fortune...

It's outrageous.

Mr Wallenberg, have you previously met

or even glimpsed this young man?

Nerio's always liked to keep his secrets secret...

Have you, yes or no, met this man before today?

No.

So, in short, nobody knows you.

Where is the proof?

You must think we're stupid, young man.

You don't know whom you're dealing with here!

With good lawyers,

we could drag this out for years!

And that is exactly what we're going to do!

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