Trafford's Trading Club

Afterwards, Urey summoned Edgar to his side and asked him if he recognized the two guests he had just met.

However, Edgar showed a sense of confusion and answered, "Sir, were there any guests just now? Why didn’t I have an impression?"

He forgot it.

He completely forgot it... Not only Edgar, but even the beautiful servant girl who had just shaved him, even the strong bodyguard who served as a part-time driver in this manor. They all said they didn’t notice anyone come.

Urey sat in his own study room, absent-minded. Even if it was just a study room, it was decorated as if it were a palace.

Besides him there was the seal which was said to have the power to employ all the asset of the inheritors of the Typica’s Family, and 15% of all the family’s properties.

"Edgar.. what’s the amount of my personal properties?" Urey asked subconsciously.

"Sir, your estate is approximately 4.1 billion Euro."

"Family... What about my family?"

"It might take certain amount of time to calculate in order to get an accurate number." Edgar replied with revere, "Sir, the international market is constantly changing, and the accurate amount will be ready during the family banquet at the end of the year. But last year, the number calculated was 75.4 billion Euro."

15 per cent... 75.4 billion... Euro...

Urey had to wipe his face with his hands in order to calm himself down. Edgar, however, was able to perform his duty well, "Sir, are you uncomfortable? Do you need me to call the doctor?"

Right... There was also a private doctor in this manor.

"No, it’s fine. I want to stay alone for a moment. Leave me alone." Urey calmed himself down.

Edgar nodded, with his hands on his thigh and bowed a little bit, then straightly left this room.

Urey subconsciously pinched his eyebrow and leaned on the chair. He looked up at the hanging ornament on the ceiling... Ornaments of this kind might take him eight years, even ten years or more to afford, considering his salary when he worked in the gallery.

But.

"There’s only a month’s time..."

Urey slowly closed his eyes---because he knew, the month’s extremely luxurious life was exchanged by everything of his.

...

...

Inside the building, Anna was waiting for the screen of the elevator to show the number of the floor she would arrive.

Ding—

She walked out of the elevator, but outside the door were two men standing guard. They scanned her body from front to behind skillfully with a scanner.

But she seemed sort of discontent, "Do I have to go through the same thing every time?"

"Miss Anna, you should know except for Mr. Efim’s family members, whoever else will have to go through this process," one of them answered indifferently.

The other answered calmly, "It’s all done. Miss Anna, Mr. Efim is already inside waiting for you."

Anna laughed slightly and mocked, "I am glad that you were not there watching when I had sex with your boss. Or even if your boss was as strong as a bear, I wouldn’t be able to reach orgasm."

They pretended not to hear that.

Like statues, the two returned back to the elevator.

Anna retracted her gaze and walked into the room filled that gave of a seemingly sci-fi vibe---Inside, there was a glass wall of almost 180 angle and the height of this building also made it possible to have a wide view from here.

"You are back."

At this moment, on the winding stair, a strong... actually, fat, middle-aged man slowly walked down.

"Have you handled the matter already?" he continued.

Anna flicked her hair with a seductive smile, suddenly spread her fingers and pressed them on her chests... Slowly moved down, "Here, here...and here, three bullets."

Efim just glimpsed indifferently, then nodded and walked towards the bar nearby, suddenly saying, "What’s the original price the guy stated?"

"Ten million Euro."

Efim listened, but showed no special facial expressions.

He took out two cups and opened the bottle of the wine. After pouring two cups of alcohol, he walked to Anna and gave her one, "Ms. Anna, You should mourned for him."

Anna lightly smiled, lightly touching Efim’s cup with hers, "Isn’t it ’we’?"

"It’s a pity that Urey just died in this way." Efim shrugged, "But I don’t like guys who don’t obey me. Come here, let me show you something."

As he spoke, Efim walked towards the corner of the room---the corner that was closed to the glass wall.

There was a shelf there covered by white cloth. Anna’s eyes was lightened up as if she knew what this thing was.

"Open it up."

However, Efim walked toward the sofa nearby.

Anna walked one step forward and turned over the white sheet on the shelf---"The Nameless Maiden".

In Anna’s eyes, there was a glimpse of obsession. She reached her fingers to the painting and slowly slid it down, "So beautiful... This is the one in the gallery... The Nameless Maiden."

"No."

Out of expectations, Efim said indifferently, "This is painted by Urey."

Anna was shocked for a moment, couldn’t help frowning, turning around and looking at this tycoon, "Urey?"

This time Efim laughed lightly, "That is why I said it was a pity that Urey died."

Anna still frowned, as realizing something and said subconsciously, "Are you intending to sell the fake one on the auction the day after tomorrow?"

"Who said it was a fake one?" Efim said slowly, "Since the paint was stolen by F&C from the gallery, it will be authentic if F&C sells it."

"I know why you feel it was a pity now."

Anna walked in front of Efim with a charming smile. She even took off her high heels, and eventually sat down on Yefim’s body, "You chould have owned many paintings of "The Nameless Maiden". I shouldn’t have sent Urey to see God... Because he really achieved it."

She originally thought, that Efim would sell the true painting that was stole, and then use the fake one made by Urey to cheat a bunch of rich outsiders for making a huge amount of money.

But she didn’t expect--- that Urey was able to disguise the authentic with the fake one, and make a nearly perfect duplication.

Even just now, if it wasn’t said by Efim himself, she... she was actually cheated.

Since it could fool her, it naturally could fool most of the collectors... No, it was all of them.

Not most of them.

"I’m so sorry about this." Anna shifted her eye sight, lowering her head and giving an enchanting smile, "I think I should provide you with a good compensation."

While Efim answered, "No need. Just call the auction the day after tomorrow. I have invited someone to eat together and I am about to leave soon."

...

...

"Let me go! Let me go!! Let me go! Do you know who I am? How dare you lock me here? I want to see your president! Let me out!"

Inside the police station, someone was shouting loudly.

Therefore, Yelgo, the young policeman who just went back and had spent a lot of effort on the robbery in the gallery, couldn’t help frowning and asked his colleague, "What’s wrong with this guy?"

"Who knows. This guy was just caught for stealing in the convenience store... He said he was the descendant of some royalty and the inheritor of a big family. He even demanded to see our president... then I’m the descendant of Tsar! Haha!"

Yelgo shrugged, he didn’t pay much attention and walked directly to the office of Sheriff Victor.

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