Putting down his wine glass, Lawrence opened the two boxes, then took out a black velvet bag from his inner pocket and handed it to William.
"Mr Devonshire, this is the Star of the Desert sapphire and the rat and rabbit bronze heads that you requested. They are now yours."
He took the velvet bag, opened it, and took out the Star of the Desert. He looked at it and smiled, "Have you dealt with the heads and tails?"
"Of course, sir. Earl Russell's method of obtaining these three items was never revealed. He definitely wouldn't dare to reveal information about these three items to the outside world."
Lawrence then asked cautiously, "If you need, I can help you deal with the ownership of these three treasures. I guarantee that there won't be any problems even if you take them out to auction tomorrow."
"Thank you, I can deal with this myself."
William already had a plan on how to deal with these three treasures that had disputed ownership. He wouldn't be so stupid as to leave it to Lawrence to use against him.
He invited Lawrence to have lunch and talked about the other beast heads.
During the conversation, Lawrence told William that he had already found out who had the horse, dog, and pig. He was now negotiating with the treasure master. Only the snake, chicken, and sheep had no clue at all. There had been no news about them in the antique circle.
William sat on the chair and thought silently. The chicken head should be in France's Siche Castle, while the snake and sheep were quietly waiting on a stranded ship.
After thinking it through, William said directly to Lawrence, "You still owe me nine million pounds. You sent me the rat and rabbit today, so you still owe me seven million pounds, right?"
"Yes, sir." Lawrence nodded.
"Send the horse, dog, and pig to me, and the debt between us will be settled. Is that okay with you?"
"Of course, of course." Lawrence was so excited that he almost shouted. Buying the horse, dog, and pig for 700 pounds would not only make him a fortune, but he could also immediately fulfill his promise with William.
Lawrence, who had seen William's methods, did not hesitate and immediately said, "I'll talk to the Treasure Master in the afternoon. I guarantee that I'll deliver these three treasures to you tomorrow. I'm sorry, Mr. Devonshire, but I'll have to take my leave first. See you tomorrow."
"Haha, I like your attitude. Lawrence, maybe we'll have a lot of opportunities to work together in the future." William stood up and shook hands with Lawrence. "I'll wait for your good news."
"No problem. See you tomorrow, sir."
"Okay, see you tomorrow."
After sending Lawrence off, William said to Sunday, "Help me check if Count Russell of France has a niece who also has the title of Count."
"Yes, sir."
A few minutes later, Sunday reported, "Sir, Earl Russell does have a niece named Evelyn Russell, but the relationship between them is not very good."
"What does their relationship have to do with me?" William narrowed his eyes. "Is the ownership of Evelyn's family's Siche Castle and all the items in the castle in the hands of the bank?"
"Yes, sir. The ownership is in the hands of the Bank of France. The price is about 160 million dollars, and Siche Castle is part of the northern corner of Chantilly Castle."
"Chantilly Castle? Can you help me ask if the entire Chantilly Castle is for sale? "
"Sorry, sir. I don't think anyone would dare to sell Chantilly Castle. You should give up. Siche Castle can be sold because it has always been owned by Lady Evelyn's family. Also, it's separated from Chantilly Castle by the lake next to it."
"Just ask, there's no loss in asking," William pursed his lips. "As long as they're willing to sell it, the price is negotiable. Tell the Bank of England and my personal lawyer, Anthony, that I'll become the owner of Siche Castle today."
"Alright, sir. Even though I think you're wasting your energy."
After taking an afternoon nap, William got out of bed, walked to the parking lot, and drove to France. Two and a half hours later, in the Chantilly area north of Paris, outside the manor of Siche Castle, William got out of the car. Anthony, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately went forward to open the car door for William.
"Good afternoon, boss. The contract is ready. As long as you sign this document, the 230-year-old Siche Castle will be yours."
He took the document from Anthony and scanned it with his special glasses. Sunday soon told William that there was no problem with the document. He took the gold pen that Anthony handed over and signed his name on the document.
"Congratulations, boss. I'll contact Miss Abigail about the collection in the castle. After the appraisal, do you want to ship it back to England or continue to stay here?"
After Anthony finished speaking, he heard an argument in French. William turned around and saw a beautiful woman arguing loudly with a few men in suits about ten meters away from him.
"Ship it back." After saying that to Anthony, William looked at the man who had been standing a few meters away from him and looked to be in his fifties.
"Hello, Mr. Devonshire. I'm Pierre, the general manager of the Bank of France. I'm very happy that you can invest in France." Pierre shook hands with William and then said with an awkward expression.
"I'm sorry, sir. Miss Evelyn Russell is the daughter of the previous owner of this castle. I didn't expect her to cause trouble at this time, but don't worry.
It's useless no matter how much trouble she makes. The complete ownership of this castle has been in the hands of our bank since June this year. There's no doubt about this. And from the moment you signed the document, this castle occupies an area of 1200 hectares, hmm? "
Pierre paused for a few seconds. He was afraid that William was not used to counting hectares because he was English. "The owner of the castle is you."
William nodded. "I don't doubt that. But, Mr. Pierre, is there anyone living in this castle now? I don't want to have to deal with historical issues with the previous owner after buying it. "
"No, don't worry. We have arranged for the family of the former owner of the castle to live in a small villa in Paris," Pierre said as he pointed at an ambulance that was leaving. "That ambulance is here to pick up Gabrielle's grandmother."
"That's good." William squinted at Pierre. "Can you tell me if the ownership of the entire Chantilly Castle is in the hands of your bank?"
"This, this …" Pierre looked at William in surprise. He had thought that Anthony and the people from the Bank of England were joking. He didn't believe that anyone would be so whimsical as to want to buy the entire Chantilly Castle.
"Don't doubt it. I do have plans to buy the entire castle. The problem now is the ownership of the Chantilly Castle." William chuckled as he looked at Pierre, who had a look of disbelief on his face. "If it's in the hands of your bank, do you plan to sell it?"
"Mr. Devonshire, are you sure you're not joking? This is a building complex comparable to the Louvre. This joke isn't funny at all. Even if we want to sell it, the people of France won't agree." Pierre wiped the sweat on his forehead nervously.
"So, the ownership is indeed in the hands of your bank, and not the French government?"
Pierre nodded blankly.
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