Anna Lewis Kaboré? This name sounds familiar. Could it be that today's meeting was facilitated by this woman called Anna? Then her motive was interesting. Did she want money or to get a share and borrow his ability to make money?
Kaboré's attitude towards his wife was almost to the point of obeying her. This was interesting. William smiled with his eyes squinted. "Hello, Mrs. Kaboré. I'm William Devonshire, and this is my female companion, Abigail Chass."
"Hello, Mr. Devonshire, Miss Chass. Just call me Anna." Mrs. Kaboré nodded respectfully at William, but was very enthusiastic towards Abigail. Towards Lena, she was completely like a junior meeting an elder. Her tone and expression were full of respect.
It seemed that this woman was good at socializing and understood people's hearts. Even if she had designs on William, she didn't show it. She directly used Abigail and Lena as a breakthrough point.
Her methods were nothing more than to build a good relationship with Lena and Abigail. Shopping, afternoon tea, and beauty treatments together.
After getting closer to them, she would appear in William's line of sight from time to time. If she really had ulterior motives, then she would test, seduce, or even directly sleep with him. These thoughts flashed through William's mind.
However, the only thing that Anna or the people behind her made a mistake in their calculations was that William would never let anyone with ulterior motives appear by his mother's side.
Lena Devonshire and his children in the future were William's most intolerable reverse scale.
He narrowed his eyes and introduced the Kaboré couple and the five experts from the Celestial Empire. Everyone sat according to the host and guest seats and began to order.
As the host, William asked for a few bottles of treasured Latour that cost 33,000 pounds after asking about everyone's tastes. The only pity was that there was no Macallan's 1956.
This made William a little unhappy. It seemed that Gordon, a chef who had just been promoted to three Michelin stars, was still not as good as Hunter, the head chef of Restaurant No. 11. He waved his hand unhappily and asked the waiter to leave.
Everyone was invited, so more or less, their attention was on William, the host. Seeing that a few bottles of wine were worth more than 100,000 pounds, and William's expression was not at all satisfied, everyone couldn't help but curse in their hearts that damn nouveau riche. He really didn't take money seriously.
After dinner, Anna took the initiative to hold Abigail's hand and said to Lena, "Madam, when we were eating just now, I heard you say that you're working with Head Chef Gordon to open a new restaurant. Can you introduce me to Head Chef Gordon? If it's possible, I'd like to discuss the possibility of opening a branch in Paris with Head Chef Gordon. Not only can I taste good food often, but I can also find something to do."
"Of course," Lena didn't even need to think to know that Anna was taking the initiative to avoid her so that William and the others could talk about business. She stood up and apologized to Kaboré and the five experts from the Celestial Empire, then held Anna and Abigail's hands and said, "Let's go, Anna. Head Chef Gordon has a secret stunt. I'll take you and Abigail to try it."
"Okay, thank you, madam," Anna said to everyone. "Excuse me, gentlemen."
Everyone stood up and watched the three ladies walk out of the VIP lounge on behalf of the restaurant's waiter.
As soon as Lena walked out of the VIP lounge with Anna and Abigail, Antonov and the other three, who had returned for a long time, immediately walked up to Lena and said, "Madam, I'm Antonov."
Just when Lena was wondering who the four big men in front of her were, Sunday's voice sounded in her ears, "Madam, Antonov, Yakov, Valentin, and Ivan are the guards that Mr. Devonshire found for you.
Mr. Devonshire asked me to remind you to be careful of Anna. She may have an ulterior motive for approaching you, so from now on, Antonov and the other three will be by your side all day long. If you're in any danger, you can hide behind Ivan. "
After listening to Sunday's report, the smile on Lena's face didn't change at all. She just looked at Ivan, who was much taller than an ordinary person and ridiculously strong, with some surprise, "You're Ivan?"
"Yes, madam, my name is Ivan Kasanov. Please stand behind me if there's any accident in the future."
"Thank you." Lena didn't refuse to have someone follow her. She knew that William felt threatened and sent people to protect her, "At the same time, thank you, Antonov, Yakov, and Valentin."
"You're welcome." Antonov and the others didn't waste any time, "Please come with me, madam."
In the VIP lounge, Lena and the other two had just left. William stood up and said, "Sorry, gentlemen, I drank a little too much at dinner. I have to excuse myself."
"Haha, it's okay."
He walked into the bathroom, "Did Antonov and the others get any results from the surveillance?"
"Sir, we didn't find anything suspicious about them for the time being."
"Can those people in Switzerland be sure that they're their family?"
"Yes, sir, I checked some secret servers. The database shows that these people are indeed Antonov's family."
"Very good. Then arrange for their families to work and live in Oxford as soon as possible. What about Robert McCall, the Hardware Man?"
"Hardware Man?" Sunday paused for a second before replying, "Sir, Mr. McCall sent a private message half an hour ago when he was separated from Antonov and the others. According to the results of my tracking, the probability that the target is McCall's former female boss, Susan Plummer, is 70%. I don't know the specific content of the private message.
Because the encryption method used the most common book page number, I can only use a dead end method and scan all the books in the New York library to try to crack it without knowing which book it is. However, this will take time, or I'll know when Susan Plummer opens the email and decrypts it on her own. "
William thought for a moment and said, "Try the 100 most worth reading books in the world recommended by the American bestseller list."
"Understood, please wait a moment, sir."
A minute later, Sunday replied, "Sir, after eliminating some unreasonable sentences, there's only one sentence that matches Susan Plummer's identity as C1A. The content is a meeting, the location is Oxford University Library, the time is tentative."
"Haha, I didn't think that there would be times when that assassin uncle of mine would make a mistake. What did he tell me back then?" Before William could remember, he received the phone records of his conversation with Winston on Sunday.
"McCall is black. Do you think a black man who retired by playing dead will have a good life in the Secret Service? Will he still work for America after a few years of retirement? "
"Yes, that's the sentence. Sunday, help me send this sentence to Winston and tell him that he made a mistake. Not only will McCall work for America, but he will also bring danger to his friends.
From now on, I want to know everything about Susan Plummer's actions. Phone calls, emails, who she has met, what she has said. "
"Understood, sir."
After dealing with his personal matters, he returned to the VIP lounge and took a wet towel from the waiter to wipe his hands. He waved at Kaboré and the two walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass of the VIP lounge. Looking at the street outside the restaurant, William whispered, "Do you mind if I speak frankly? Mr. Kaboré. "
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