"I've never been wrong." He stood up and patted Laura's smooth face. "Let me give you a piece of advice. Not looking for your father is good for you and him."
Laura was about to slap William's hand away when she heard that. She ignored the teasing and asked, "What do you mean?" She thought for a second and asked in surprise, "You know my father is still alive, right?"
Originally, William wouldn't have told Laura that he knew that Richard Crawford was still alive. But while they were talking, Anna Miller's information was sent to William's cell phone on Sunday.
Looking at the photo, William's memory was suddenly refreshed. He quickly remembered who this woman named Anna Miller was.
Anna was definitely a member of Holy Trinity. Even Richard Crawford was most likely a member of Holy Trinity, and his position in Holy Trinity was very high.
The Holy Trinity was an organization that split from the Knights Templar thousands of years ago. The Priory of Zion had some connections with them.
He didn't answer Laura's expectant face and told her that Richard was still alive so that she would have the motivation to train. Otherwise, if she didn't know that her father was still alive, Laura might not have the determination to complete the Ace Agent Academy's training.
"I like a fairer girl. See you tomorrow, Miss Crawford. I hope you can survive the training." He nodded to Laura and turned to walk towards Wilson's group.
"Bastard, William, Devonshire, you're a bastard." Laura, who was worried about her father, jumped in anger after being criticized for her dark skin.
"Wow, did you reject her?" Wilson asked William curiously. "Why? She's a rare beauty of the right age among the nobles. If it wasn't for the fact that I knew I couldn't tame her, I would've chased after her when I first saw her two years ago."
"Ha, chase her?" He knew that Wilson wasn't telling the truth. He mocked, "You wanted to chase her but got beaten up by her. Am I right? Otherwise, how do you know that you can't subdue her?"
"What the hell, I've never been beaten up before." Wilson glared at William. Seeing that William was looking at him with a look that said, "You can't fool me."
He hurriedly explained, "Well, I did want to pursue her, but when I saw her beating up a noble who was pestering her in the boxing ring, I gave up the idea.
In addition, her father had been missing for many years. The Parliament of Nobles had agreed that as long as she signed the missing document of Count Richard, she would be able to inherit the title of count and the family wealth.
However, she would rather work than sign the missing person document. Although we sympathize with and admire her, many people also think that there is something wrong with her brain.
If it were us, we would definitely inherit the title and the family wealth first. Only when we have the money in our hands can we hire a large number of people to look for Richard. Not only is she hurting herself by doing this, but she's also delaying the search. "
William thought about it, and it seemed to be true. The Crofton family's wealth could be ranked among the top nobles in England. It was easy to understand why they could only hire people to look for them if they had the money.
"Haha, it's not like there's something wrong with her head. She must have been deliberately misled by someone to keep her immersed in pain."
"Misled by someone?" Wilson looked at William in surprise and whispered, "You mean someone is eyeing the Crofton family's wealth."
"Who knows?" William shrugged and narrowed his eyes. "Otherwise, there's no reason why no one would remind her of such a simple reason. Moreover, the Crofton family's assets are all in a trust fund. Who do you think will benefit from this fund if no one manages it?"
"FK, it seems like we have to investigate in secret. The Crofton family's patriarchs have always been the backbone of the nobles, and they have always had a good relationship with our family. Moreover, this kind of thing where outsiders take over the nobles' wealth is something that all of us abhor."
"No problem, I'll leave this to you guys. I'll help that chick fulfill her wish," William agreed with a chuckle. It was better to let the Parliament of Nobles find trouble with Holy Trinity than to do it himself.
"Okay, I'll report this to the Parliament of Nobles," Wilson did not think much about it. "Oh right, why did she look for you?"
"What else can she do?" William pursed his lips.
"Looking for Earl Richard Crofton?" Wilson did not think for a moment and understood. "Although I sympathize with the Crofton family, buddy, this isn't a good job."
"One hundred million dollars to find a person. What do you think?" William replied with a smile.
"One hundred million? Alright, if someone is willing to pay me one hundred million, I'll definitely agree, "Wilson stared blankly at the wine glass in his hand and said helplessly," If I had paid one hundred million earlier, I might have found the person long ago. Then, we wouldn't have dragged on for six years. I really don't know what Laura's housekeeper is doing. "
"Ha, not all subordinates are loyal, kid," William looked at Wilson mockingly. "Don't forget that fleeting time ago, Laura was only 11 years old."
After having a picnic, the two took a helicopter back to London. The next morning, William let go of Abigail in his arms and kissed her on the cheek. He got up and washed up, changed into casual clothes, put on a mask, and rode a Ducati motorcycle to Laura's high school.
With Sunday as the guide, William soon arrived at a dilapidated school boxing gym.
He pushed the door open and entered the gym. Before the receptionist could say anything, a hundred-pound bill appeared in front of her. "Can I take a look?"
"Of course," the receptionist kept the bill quietly and smiled as she gestured for William to do as he pleased.
Walking into the gym, he saw Laura and another girl in boxing gloves in the middle of the gym. A bald fatty at the side of the boxing ring would occasionally shout things to Laura.
William did not disturb them. He found a bench and quietly watched Laura being knocked down by her opponent.
After a few minutes, Laura's neck was directly locked by her opponent. She could not breathe and had to slap her opponent's arm to surrender.
"Clap, clap, clap." A few claps startled the three people on and off the stage.
The middle-aged fatty looked at William. "Who are you? Who let you in?"
William casually threw a roll of pounds to him. "The thing in your hand let me in. Is there a problem?"
Looking at the roll of pounds, the coach estimated that there were at least five or six hundred pounds. He immediately laughed and shook his head. "Of course there's no problem. Kid, do you want to learn boxing? Then you've come to the right place. Ten years ago, I was a boxing champion in England. With me teaching you the basics, there won't be a problem. "
William ignored the chattering fatty and approached the boxing ring with a smile. "How does it feel to be beaten down?"
Laura, who was in a bad mood after being beaten down, immediately shouted at William, "F * ck you, if you have the ability, come up and fight with me. I guarantee that I won't even need a round to beat you down."
"I'm not interested in playing with a rookie like you. Let's go, Miss Crawford. Hellish training awaits you."
Laura's eyes turned and she nodded obediently. She raised her gloves and said to William, "Wait for me."
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