For a moment, William couldn't remember where he had seen the building, so he asked Charon, "Charon, what's the name of the building up ahead?"
"Mr. Devonshire, that's Stark Tower," said Charon.
"Stark?" William was alarmed, but fortunately, he didn't show it on his face or in his voice. "Tony Stark?"
"Yes, sir. I didn't expect you to have heard of Tony, that playboy who sells arms, in England."
"Hehe." William mocked in his heart. I've never heard of that playboy in England. Before he became Iron Man, Tony Stark wasn't as world-famous as he would be in the future.
He then asked calmly, "I heard that Tony Stark's father passed away. When did the old Stark pass away, Charon?"
Charon thought for a few seconds and said, "I think it was in the early 90s. Sorry, Mr. Devonshire, we only care about the new weapons from Stark Industries. As for the people who invented them, we don't care."
"Okay." This bit of information was enough. William was already numb to the sudden appearance of a famous person in the movie world. He secretly rejoiced that it was a movie world. If it was a comic world, William would never set foot in the United States again.
Although the movie world was dangerous, as long as he didn't go to a major city like New York, there was still a certain level of safety. Yes, a certain level of safety, but not a complete guarantee.
Looking at the Stark Tower construction site that was gradually disappearing into the distance, William thought that he would have to sell his new mansion in a few years. He wondered if Ambrose would scratch his face if she knew what he was thinking.
Whatever, I'm super rich. I don't believe Ambrose would dare bare her teeth at me.
Charon drove all the way to the private elevator in the basement of William's mansion. After William got out of the car, he waved goodbye to Charon, pressed his fingerprint and iris scanner in front of his private elevator, and took the elevator home.
As soon as he entered the door, he heard deafening music. Several beautiful women with great figures were laughing and dancing crazily in the living room of his house.
Ambrosio, who was in the crowd, immediately turned off the music when he saw William. He threw himself at William and hugged him tightly. "Darling, why didn't you tell me you were coming back? I missed you so much these days."
William sniffed and said, "Have you been drinking?"
Ambrosius hugged William's arm and said, "Well, today is the last day of the training camp, so I invited a few good friends to have a party. Darling, do you want to come?"
It seemed that Ambrosius had really drunk too much. The moment she finished her words, William saw that the girls' eyes were shining. One of them, a round-faced girl with a bit of baby fat, even winked at William several times.
God, William really wanted to, but he didn't dare to do it. With a god watching him, he had to be careful even when he was working out.
What a pity, he kissed Ambrosio's forehead and said with a smile, "No, darling. You guys have fun by yourselves. I'm going to take a shower and rest. I've been busy these days. Don't stay up too late."
"Then I'll go get the water for you, darling." Ambrosio completely ignored the friends she was talking about and pulled William to the master bedroom on the top floor.
The girls in the living room cursed in their hearts. They wished they were the ones who pulled William.
After Ambrosio and William went upstairs, the round-faced girl with baby fat sat on the sofa angrily and poured herself a large glass of champagne and took a big gulp.
The others also sat on the sofa gloomily and didn't say anything. Today, they urged Ambrosio to go home and have a party because they thought that if William was at home, they might be able to poach him.
After a few minutes of silence, the round-faced girl said unwillingly, "Could it be that Devonshire can't do it? Otherwise, why would he go upstairs without even looking at us?"
"Who knows? Maybe he doesn't like us, or maybe he's really as tired as he said. Anyway, we came here for nothing."
"How about we sneak up and take a look?" a Latin American girl whispered.
"God, are you crazy? If William Devonshire gets angry, we'll be in big trouble. He's a billionaire and the heir of an English earl. Don't drag us down with you if you're crazy."
Ignoring the thoughts of the girls downstairs, William took Ambrosio to work out with him after taking a shower. An hour and a half later, Ambrosio dragged his tired body downstairs with a yawn.
"Sorry, girls, I didn't expect William to come back today. That's all I can do today. Except for the master bedroom, you can do whatever you want. I'm going to rest. Alas, I'm so tired. Good night, girls."
Looking at the red-faced Ambrosio showing off, the girls gritted their teeth and cursed William in their hearts for being a coward and hiding upstairs and not daring to come down. They looked at each other, snorted, picked up their things, and left angrily.
William had been paying attention downstairs. Seeing that the girls had left sensibly, he was secretly happy. He coaxed Ambrosio to sleep. At 2 o 'clock in the morning, William quietly got up, changed into his night clothes, and went out.
Taking advantage of the night, he slipped into the Trinity Church, which was not far from home. He used his psychic power to scan all the way to avoid the cameras and walked to the basement.
After going down to the basement, William turned on the flashlight and scanned a tombstone. He was overjoyed. It was engraved with the name Buckingham Ryan. This was it. God, he finally found it.
William scanned the tombstone with his psychic power. As soon as his psychic power penetrated the tombstone, he perceived a secret passage inside.
However, he did not enter this secret passage because he knew what was under this secret passage. The secret passage was full of rotten wooden ladders. Those wooden ladders had existed for more than 200 years. Who knew if they could still be used. This was the real world. What if the whole wooden ladder collapsed when he left?
And even if he went in, he would need the aquamarine smoke pot to open the mechanism.
Scanning all the tombstones around, he soon found a secret passage in a tombstone two or three meters away from Buckingham's tombstone.
Carefully opening the secret passage, William was overjoyed when he sensed it with his psychic power. It turned out that this secret passage was a stone ladder. William immediately climbed in.
Using his psychic power to sense everything around him, he focused on guarding against traps. After walking in a circle for more than ten minutes, he felt that he was dozens of meters underground. Finally, he walked into a huge basement.
The flashlight in his hand shone a golden light around him. It was the light reflected from the gold objects. Looking at the huge amount of treasure in front of him, William was so excited that his hands trembled. He had finally found the treasure that the Devonshire family had been searching for for dozens of generations.
He tried to calm himself down. Now was not the time to be excited. How could he store so many treasures? It was easy to transport them away. He just needed to open a portal.
Things like gold and jewelry could be stored directly in the storage space and brought back to the castle. But these large antiques were difficult to deal with. There were so many of them that he did not know where to store them.
Forget it, now was not the time to deal with the treasure. After setting the portal coordinates, he returned to the basement of the church and put back the tombstone that he had moved.
After carefully inspecting it several times and making sure that there were no traces of the tombstone being moved, William opened the portal and returned to the basement.
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