A few days later, Sunday reported that the Yellowstone Base had been completely cleaned up and could be used at any time. However, there was a problem that William had to decide on his own.
William had a headache when he saw the video sent by Sunday. The person in the video was Tilde who was secretly imprisoned in the Yellowstone Base by Valentine.
The eldest daughter of Charles' younger brother, Andrew, was a real trouble. Her whole family was trouble because her father had a bad reputation. However, Tilde had a good mentality. She probably had the talent of a homebody. After being imprisoned for almost 20 days, she did not show any signs of breaking down or going crazy.
Valentine probably had some thoughts about Tilde. Therefore, other than being locked up and not being allowed to contact the outside world, he had fulfilled all her requests. Tilde read magazines, watched football matches, TV dramas, did her own beauty treatments, and worked out.
Looking at Tilde who was doing a fitness dance in the video, William thought for a while and took out his phone to call Wilson. As soon as the call was connected, he asked directly, "Is your uncle still looking for his daughter?"
"Of course," Wilson hurriedly said, "Do you know where Tilde is? Did Valentine do it? "
"Hmm? How did you know? " William was puzzled, "Have you suspected Valentine for a long time? Then why did you let him go back to America?"
"Damn it, I knew it was that lunatic Valentine who kidnapped Tilde. If it wasn't for that old bastard James who testified to Valentine that Tilde left with her bodyguard, we would have found a reason to detain that lunatic. God, it's good that we found her," Wilson sighed in relief.
Then, he complained, "You don't know, but my uncle has been going crazy these days. During the day, he would either call everywhere to look for connections or bring his men to look for her aimlessly. At night, after drinking, he would force my grandfather and my father to call for connections.
He had almost gone back and forth twice. He had spent three million pounds on private detectives, not to mention the favors he owed. "
"Ha, now I know that no matter how much of a jerk a person is, he still has love for his children," William chuckled, "She's in my house. Her only request is that although I found Tilde, I don't want to deal with your uncle. Do you understand?"
"Actually, my uncle is a pretty good person."
"Stop, that has nothing to do with me. I don't want to be too close to your uncle and be implicated by him in the end. Some things can never be washed away," William pursed his lips. "Remember to drive a bigger car when you come, lest the paparazzi take photos of Tilde in my house."
"Okay, I'll take care of it. See you later."
After hanging up the phone, William went to the basement and opened the portal to the base in Yellowstone Park. He carried Tilde, who was knocked out by Sunday, back to the manor in London and put Tilde on the couch.
Within a few minutes, Wilson arrived at the manor. Seeing Tilde lying on the sofa without a care for her image, Wilson rolled his eyes at William. "Can't you be more polite? She's a princess."
"She's your princess, not mine." He walked to the wine cabinet and asked, "What do you want to drink?"
"Nah, I'll take Tilde home first so that my family won't be worried," Wilson said as he wrapped Tilde in a blanket and carried her out. Before he left, he turned around and said to William, "I heard that there's a special exhibition of Christie's Celestial Antiques tonight. Are you interested in going?"
A special exhibition of Celestial Empire? William's interest was immediately piqued. "Seems like there's something good?"
"Yeah," Wilson nodded. "I heard that there are three bronze beast heads. My relic consultant said that the people of Celestial Empire value these things very much. Many people are against this auction."
William immediately understood what it was. The twelve bronze zodiac heads, rat, bull, and tiger seemed to be auctioned this year. However, weren't these three items supposed to be auctioned in Hong Kong?
Before William could ask, Wilson said, "These three relics were supposed to be auctioned in April this year. However, it seems like the owner of the relics got a loan from the bank at that time, so the auction was canceled. Now that they're being auctioned again, I think there's a problem with the capital chain again."
"Very good. It's good that there's a problem," William squinted his eyes and smiled. "See you at the auction tonight."
"Hmm?" Wilson hesitated for a few seconds before nodding. "See you tonight."
He actually didn't want to go. There would definitely be people protesting outside the auction hall. It might not be a good thing for him to go. However, on second thought, with William accompanying him, he decided to just watch and not bid today. There shouldn't be any problems.
If there really was a problem, Wilson planned to push the blame to William.
At 7 pm, after dinner, Lena heard that William was going to attend the auction. She was a little worried and asked the four members of Antonov's team to follow him.
William was used to being alone, so he wanted to refuse. However, when Ivan, who was two meters tall and as strong as a giant bear, walked in, he changed his mind.
There would definitely be a lot of people in the auction hall today. He couldn't always appear in public alone. Otherwise, there would be some small fries who didn't know how powerful they were and would target him.
Therefore, William nodded and asked his mother and Abigail who was looking forward to it, "Mom, are you interested in going to the auction hall?"
"No, I've been busy the whole day. I'm not interested in going to the auction hall. However, if there's any suitable jewelry, remember to buy it back," Lena said and looked at Abigail who was looking forward to it. "Buy one for Abby while you're at it."
"Let's go, Abby. Let's go take a look at the newly delivered Latour."
"Okay, Mrs. Lena," Abigail looked at William who didn't say anything. Seeing that William was just smiling but didn't say anything, Abigail couldn't help but glare at him fiercely. She didn't say anything and only mouthed to William, "Sleep by yourself tonight."
Shrugging his shoulders, William waited for Lena and Abigail to leave before he stood up and brought Antonov and the others to the parking lot.
He let Antonov and the others drive the large Mercedes-Benz SUV first. After a few minutes, William drove an Aston Martin DB9 out of the manor's back door. Before the paparazzi could react, he sped up and got rid of them in a flash and arrived at the auction hall.
As soon as the car stopped, Antonov and the others walked to William's car and looked around vigilantly.
After observing for more than ten seconds and confirming that there was no problem, Antonov opened the car door for William.
As soon as William got out of the car, he saw dozens of young people holding signs with slogans written on them. They stood in two neat rows outside the auction hall and shouted slogans against the auction hall's guests who walked in.
William pursed his lips. Shouting slogans was useless. He threw the keys in his hand to the valet and walked on the red carpet.
When William walked on the red carpet, the surrounding reporters and onlookers all exclaimed, "It's William Devonshire. God, why is he here?"
"Are you an idiot?" The reporter next to him said in disdain, "Haven't you heard the rumors?"
"What?"
"God, you're obviously a rookie. There's always a rumor in our line that William Devonshire bought tens of thousands of Chinese antiques worth one billion USD from someone.
The antiques were placed in the vault of the Bank of England. I heard that there were so many antiques that the vault almost couldn't hold them all. The Bank of England had to clear out the second basement for him. "
"Stop talking, William Devonshire is here."
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