"Hey, where is Arnold? He just returned to London and why is he missing again?" Pamela Mountbatten asked in surprise, then turned to her husband, "Have you arranged a job for him again?"
"We will officially arrange a job for him next year. The current job is to adapt to the political environment." Alan Wilson put his arm around his wife's shoulders, "You always have to grow up, and now is the time."
The victim, Miss Keyes, was now pregnant, sitting with her pregnant belly in front of Arnold who was in a state of confusion. The big boy with eyes rounder than grapes came back to his senses, stretched out his hand as if to tease something, and then
The box, which was definitely not too small, was placed directly on the table, making a muffled sound.
The suitcase was opened, and it was all filled with 80% new pounds. Arnold only spoke at this time, "This is only a small part of what you deserve now. Even if you have been the deputy secretary-general for thirty years, this is the income. Of course, with Kays
Compared with what the young lady has suffered, it is still far from enough. With a righteous heart and a sense of justice, we cannot let this kind of scum go unpunished."
"There is no doubt that this is a very despicable fraudulent marriage. It is hard to imagine that this happened among an important cabinet minister. In my opinion, it is not just a matter of fraudulent marriage, but also involves induction and mental control. This
It's not just a moral issue. I believe the justices of the Supreme Court have the same view on this."
Miss Kays reluctantly recovered from the box full of pounds. The matter seemed to be more serious than she thought. "Sir, do you think this will make him step down?"
"It may not be enough to step down, there may be more serious problems." Arnold looked thoughtful and in an enigmatic tone, thinking, "I don't know how the old man arranged it."
Arnold himself was confused. He had just returned from Rhodesia, and he didn't even have time to reward himself. He was arranged to intervene in a sexy incident without even taking a breath.
He thought he was helping the minister wipe his ass, but it turned out to be the other way around. The key point was that the old father didn't say anything and let him figure it out on his own.
"Don't I believe Arnold?" Alan Wilson put his wife in his arms and explained, "Cecil is a rising star of the Conservative Party that Thatcher favors. Let alone ability, at least there is no problem with loyalty.
, otherwise Thatcher wouldn’t have chosen to suppress the matter first. I knew about it during the election, but I just didn’t say anything. But regarding the British industrial layout and future development, even a mere industry minister dared to oppose me.
?It’s also time for the Prime Minister who feels good about himself to know that he can’t really think that Britain is what she says.”
"Do you want a minister to step down?" Pamela Mountbatten held her husband's neck and asked, looking at each other. "This doesn't seem to be difficult."
"Step down? Stepping down may not be enough. A rapist should accept legal sanctions to show the proud British citizens that Britain is a place with laws." Alan Wilson answered with a smile, "Why should I squat down?
In the past few years, we have had a female prime minister in power, and ministers have committed crimes against women, which is unforgivable."
As early as the day of the election, Parkinson, who was in charge of the Conservative Party's election work, quietly revealed a personal problem to Mrs. Thatcher: he had an extramarital physical relationship with his former secretary, Miss Keyes.
This whisper was like a bolt from the blue to Prime Minister Thatcher. Shocked, the Prime Minister decided to suppress the scandal, believing that it would be kept secret well enough that it would not affect his political future.
Later, Mrs. Thatcher received a whistleblower letter from Miss Keyes's father, saying that his daughter was pregnant with Parkinson's flesh and blood. In this way, Mrs. Thatcher decided that Parkinson's disease
He was appointed Minister of Foreign Affairs of the newly merged Department of Trade and Industry, and it was obviously not suitable for him to be Minister of Foreign Affairs.
Alan Wilson knew about this that day. In fact, he knew about it earlier than the Prime Minister, but it was not revealed during the general election.
Would you like to express your opinion?"
"House of Lords? Will this make Mrs. Thatcher think that it is interfering with her governance?" Pamela Mountbatten asked hesitantly.
"What? Do you really think of yourself as Andropov?" Alan Wilson chuckled, "William Whitelaw, a good Home Secretary, was thrown into the House of Lords. Do you think he wouldn't be very concerned about it?"
The reporter said, does the House of Lords even have the power to speak out? If the Iron Lady does not comply with public opinion, just being in jail may not be enough."
"I asked Patricia to talk to her husband." Pamela Mountbatten was finally convinced as usual. At this moment, a voice came from the door. Arnold pushed the door open and came in, followed by Elizabeth Hurley.
Madam, follow quietly behind you.
Let Elizabeth Hurley go upstairs first, and Arnold sat down to report on the progress of his work. The revised truth was that Miss Guice was a newcomer and was deceived by sweet words. She was not a lover in the usual sense.
The reason why she has maintained the identity of Parkinson's lover for many years is because she firmly believes that one day, although she is not sure which day it is, this day will definitely come and she will change her identity and become Parkinson's.
A decent wife.
It was with the firm belief that Parkinson would eventually marry her that she continued their ambiguous relationship, and when her confidence in Parkinson was shaken, she had sex on at least two occasions that lasted for several months.
terminated their relationship.
Parkinson had more than once persuaded her to continue their relationship with further assurances of a future marriage.
Surprisingly, how did a relationship like this begin? It's hard to believe that Mr. Parkinson would have walked into the office one day when they first met in 1971, when she had just become his secretary.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Before she came into contact with Parkinson, she had no experience of love or sex. Cecil Parkinson was her first love and her only man.
"I have told Miss Guice that this is a premeditated crime. Facts have proved that Minister Cecil deliberately made his crime undefinable through mind control." Arnold said his own dialogue, "
There is no doubt that it is unfair to a woman who has just entered society to let this scum go so easily. As for tomorrow’s report.”
"Okay, that's it." Alan Wilson waved his hand to stop his good son from continuing, and directly took his wife back to the room, "I have always believed in your ability. You will handle some trivial matters this year and go to work next year."
The supreme authority grabbed his wife's hand and walked quickly back to his room. Pamela Mountbatten raised her face and said, "Why don't you let your son finish? Hey, when I think about it, it seems that you are talking to this criminal minister.
It’s almost the same as it was done to me, and I seem to be younger.”
"Don't make trouble." Alan Wilson quickly distanced himself from the relationship and swore, "I have always been aiming to become a life partner with you, and you are now my wife. There is a huge difference between you and this minister.
, so he is cheating, you and I are a love that has gone through various tests."
Pamela Mountbatten thought while listening, "It seems to make sense!" As soon as she finished speaking, the supreme authority grabbed the richest woman's head and there was a flurry of words. Of course it makes sense.
"The child is still here." Pamela Mountbatten shyly pushed her husband away, "Do you have a guilty conscience? Hmm?"
The next day, all major newspapers and radio and television stations in the UK reported this scandal as a major news. Political scandals, especially adultery incidents, have always been a hot topic followed by the British media. Public opinion is obviously going to set off a huge wave to take down Pa.
Jinsen was flooded.
The full story of this philandering affair was published on the front page of The Times, and the firepower was extremely fierce.
The minister whom Mrs. Thatcher most valued and admired was suddenly involved in a scandal. The large amount of daily work accumulated during the general election almost made the "Iron Lady" breathless. Now she has encountered such a thing again.
, the problem is still the same, and the situation will not disappear just because we win the election.
Alan Wilson came to No. 10 Downing Street very frequently on this day. He came here every now and then to find documents about the Iran-Iraq War, the war trends in Afghanistan and Pakistan, Angola in Africa, and Nicaragua in Latin America. In fact, these are all in the same field.
Things don't need to come so many times.
"Dear Prime Minister, you are not in good condition today. You should go to bed early." After learning that several heavyweight members of the House of Lords had expressed their opinions one after another, and William Whitelaw, the Speaker of the House of Lords, also criticized the egregiousness of this incident, everyone said
The authority is here again.
"Are you here to watch a joke?" Even if Mrs. Thatcher avoided it, she could still see Alan Wilson's purpose.
"Escape is not the answer. It seems difficult for our Minister of Industry to get through this." Alan Wilson said with a compassionate look, "Premeditated crimes against women are a big problem. There is such a problem among the Conservative Party
Such morally corrupt criminals are really disappointing."
"Whether it is a crime or not is not determined by public opinion." Mrs. Thatcher angrily denounced the carnival of British public opinion, "The foundation of the law is to acquit the guilty beyond reasonable doubt."
"Well said, I have long been dissatisfied with this group of public opinions. How about you order my Prime Minister to be exiled to Christmas Island in the South Pacific? Show your responsibility as Prime Minister. Anyway, they always say that you are the dictator of our UK.
.The destroyers of democracy, let them know that the Prime Minister’s will is greater than anything else.”
Mrs. Thatcher rushed over and chased the cabinet secretary who was gloating about his misfortune. The Prime Minister's office also lacked the dignity of the core of imperial power. Suddenly, the Prime Minister's vision went dark. Alan Wilson quickly hugged the Prime Minister and asked, "What's wrong?"
"My eyes have been inflamed these days and I can't see clearly." Mrs. Thatcher shook her head and stood up. "Let me go. I'm fine."