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M: TSIA Chapter 69: Murray Anthony
🕑 Added 2025-01-24 11:34:05 +0000 UTCBoth women and the masked man continued walking past the blockade without glancing in his direction.
Tony huffed, his mouth moving as if he wanted to say something sharp, but he merely turned to his loyal bodyguard, Happy Hogan. "Happy, did Stark Industries' stock crash without my knowledge? Why would anyone dare to ignore me like this?"
Happy, in his laid-back style, shrugged. "Sir, your charm is stronger than Stark's inventory. Maybe they're just too busy to admire you today."
Tony huffed again, this time louder. "Hmph, fine. Then let's see what those two beautiful women are doing with that mysterious ninja." Tony rolled his eyes and, with determined steps, followed them.
As someone who had been the center of attention his entire life, Tony felt that this embarrassment was an insult that could not be left unaddressed. He was determined to regain his dignity, by any means necessary.
On the other hand, Lance—or Mage—shifted his gaze to an old man sitting not far from them. The man appeared to be over seventy, with thin, messy gray hair and wrinkles covering his face. However, the most striking feature was the man's eyes.
A pair of dark brown eyes sunken in their sockets emitted no life. No emotion, no light—only emptiness. The old man looked like a nearly dead tree, standing on the brink of destruction.
Lance frowned, pausing for a moment before finally asking, "What happened to this man?"
Nancy sighed deeply, her tone filled with exhaustion. "You must know about the Epstein case, right?"
Lance or Mage turned slightly, his gaze sharp as a sword piercing directly at Tony. "The broker who specialized in providing... 'toys' for the wealthy?"
Tony, now close enough to hear the conversation, dramatically rolled his eyes. "Hey, don’t look at me like that. I may be rich, but I never attended that guy's parties. Clearly, I have standards."
Despite Tony's sometimes annoying attitude, there was honesty in his statement. Regardless of all his arrogant and narcissistic traits, Tony remained a man who knew moral boundaries.
The Epstein case was one of the biggest political scandals to shake the United States in recent decades. This case dragged the names of big figures from various walks of life: presidential candidates, senators, attorneys general, and even Hollywood figures, including famous directors and top actors.
Not only that, but a British prince, a professor from Harvard University, and even a Nobel Prize winner were also mentioned in this scandal.
What made this case even more shocking was its complexity and absurdity. The legal process, which was supposed to symbolize justice, turned into a stage play, creating a deep sense of frustration with the American justice system.
Jeffrey Epstein, the central figure in this scandal, was not a successful businessman in the traditional sense. Epstein was a broker with an extensive network, known as a provider of "entertainment" services for the elite. However, behind all of that, Epstein exploited minors, making him a figure who was both hated and feared.
The FBI had actually launched an investigation into Epstein for 11 months a few years prior. However, after Epstein pleaded guilty and provided certain information, the federal court dropped all serious charges against him. Two years later, Epstein was indicted again.
With the help of an elite legal team, Epstein managed to reach a highly favorable plea deal. The sentence imposed? Just 13 months in jail, with conditions that were almost laughable: Epstein was allowed to leave prison six days a week to "work," as long as he returned every night.
In practice, this sentence meant almost nothing. During his "confinement," Epstein was known to frequently travel using his private jet to New York, Palm Beach, and his private islands, living a luxurious life far removed from the impression of punishment.
However, this year, Epstein was indicted again by the Department of Justice on human trafficking charges. This time, the atmosphere was different. The world was paying closer attention, demanding true justice.
But before Epstein could stand trial, he was found dead in his cell at Manhattan Jail. Authorities ruled his death a suicide, but many doubted that claim.
Speculation spread like wildfire. Many believed that Epstein was actually murdered to silence him. That Epstein's death was part of a larger conspiracy to protect powerful figures whose names might have been revealed in court.
This scandal shook the foundations of public trust in the legal system. For those who were paying close attention, this was not just an ordinary criminal case—it was an outright murder to cover up a big secret.
Lance stood frozen, his eyes fixed on the old man in front of him. The man's face was blank, like a shell that had lost its soul. There was something so wrong, so dark, about the man's condition.
"Is the old man connected to the Epstein case?" Lance murmured, his voice low yet cold, like a blade cutting through the air.
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"We have investigated the information about this old man."
Nancy raised her hand, pointing towards the quiet Chinese-American man in the corner of the room. Her voice was soft yet firm. "His name is Letao Feng. Letao's wife died young, and Letao immigrated to New York with his only son seventeen years ago. However, a year later, Letao's son died in a car accident. Letao's son was the assistant to Murray Anthony, an Indian tycoon, during his lifetime. Murray Anthony likely exploited the connection with this Epstein we know..."
Sidney scoffed, his face reflecting deep frustration. "Three years after Letao's son died, Letao adopted a little Chinese girl named Xiaolu Feng from an orphanage. Xiaolu is only fifteen years old this year, and she is known as a girl with a tendency to behave mischievously and take risks. This made Xiaolu one of the targets of Epstein's organization. If our guess is correct, this might be the doing of Murray Anthony. Six months ago, Xiaolu Feng committed suicide due to depression, and since then, Letao has gone mad."
