Chapter 134

After Marco is solved, William doesn't care about this guy's body. No one will come to this safe house for a year and a half. After going out and getting on the bus, I went out more than ten blocks to the 13th District of Paris. I got off the bus and left without closing the door.

He was sure that the car would be driven away in a few minutes. What's area 13? It's a dark area as chaotic and disordered as hell's kitchen. When the car was driven into area 13, no one would go in and look for it.

In a few days, the car will be repainted and sold by people in District 13. There will be no clue left.

Walking out two blocks, he found a 24-hour coffee shop, went in and ordered a latte sandwich. He ate and drank slowly. After a few minutes' rest, he looked at his watch. It was almost 5:30. William took out his mobile phone and called Sophie.

"Doodle, doodle" the phone rang for dozens of seconds before it was connected. As soon as it was connected, William heard Sophie's complaint, "God, William, what's the time now? What can't we talk about in a few hours?".

"Ha ha, sorry, Sophie, I know it's a little early, but I'm in a hurry." William also knows that it's 5 a.m. in France, and it's only 4 a.m. in Scotland, but he can't help it. He can't find Ginny early so that it can end earlier.

"Well, what do you want from me? It's not the Grail, is it?"

"Ha ha, don't worry. I'll deal with the Grail. You and Langdon will wait for me in Scotland first. This time I'm looking for you to ask your grandmother something. Can Sophie help me to call your grandmother? It's urgent.

Hearing that William didn't come to them because of the Holy Grail, Sophie was greatly relieved. "Well, I hope grandma gets up, otherwise I will be scolded. Her sleep is not very good all the time. I hate that someone bothers him to rest. I'll call you back later.".

After waiting for about 20 minutes, William's mobile phone received Sophie's call. After connecting, he heard an old voice, "good morning, Devonshire's children. It must be urgent to come to me so early. Just say it, as long as I can do it.".

"Thank you, Mrs. St. Clare. Do you know a man named Patrice St. Clare?" Said William.

"Patrice Saint Clair? What do you want him to do? Private or revenge? " Asked Mrs. St. Clare in a hurry, but she knew who and what Petrus was doing.

Hearing Mrs. St. Clair's serious tone, William knew that she really knew the manager of the underground auction house, Patrice. "Don't worry, madam. I have no hatred with Patrice. I only want to buy a 17-year-old girl from him.".

On the phone, Mrs. St. Clair was silent. After the meeting, she said, "I'm sorry, William. I'd like to ask Petrus to send the girl to you immediately, but the underground auction house is not the private property of our St. Clair family. It has many shareholders. I can't decide directly to let the girl go. Moreover, the rule of the underground auction house is that no one can take the girl without paying the price Everything in the underground world is business. It has nothing to do with morality, only money. ".

"I understand. I'll pay. I'll wait for Patrice at the four seasons hotel in Paris. Goodbye, Mrs. St. Clare." then William Hung up. He didn't want to have any more contact with the St. Clare family now. When he heard the old lady say that everything is business and only about money, William felt angry.

Last time Mrs. St. Clair saw Sophie, his face was full of kindness and friendliness. William's first impression of the old lady was very good, but today's phone call made him realize the reality. No matter how kind and friendly he was, it would be for his relatives.

These suffering families don't treat outsiders with a little kindness. They are ruthless. William thought that if he became Mrs. St. Clare in a few decades, he would shiver.

He shook his head and threw the idea out of his mind. He called the exclusive account manager of his national bank and bought a presidential suite of four seasons hotel.

After 20 minutes of waiting for coffee, William got on the bus sent by four seasons hotel to pick him up.

When he arrived at the hotel, under the guidance of the exclusive Butler of the presidential suite, William went into the suite and ordered the butler to bring someone to look for him. He took a good bath, put on his pajamas and went to bed.

When he heard the doorbell vaguely, it was already noon. He put on his pajamas and opened the door to see the housekeeper with a middle-aged man and several bodyguards standing outside.

The Butler said to William, "Mr. Devonshire, this is Mr. Petrus St. Clare.".

William nodded to Petrus. "Come in, Mr. St. Clair." he went to the sofa and sat down.

Patrice St. Clare didn't care about William's rudeness either. He told the bodyguards to stay out of the room and walked into the suite. He said to William with a smile: "Hello, Mr. Devonshire. I'm sorry to disturb you. Mrs. St. Clare asked me to apologize to you. I hope this incident will not affect your friendship with the St. Clare family."

William didn't want to talk to such scum, and he didn't think St. Claire cared about his friendship. He looked at his watch. It's been six hours since the guy Petrus came to see him.This made William even more angry. He interrupted Petrus and said, "well, let's go straight. How much do I need to pay you to take Ginny away?".

Seeing that William didn't like to see him so much, Petrus regretted taking over the goods from Albania. Compared with losing the friendship of Devonshire family, the money he made from selling people was really a drop in the bucket.

If he could make the decision, he would send Ginny right away, but he's just a manager. "For 100000 dollars, Miss Ginny can stand in front of you in half an hour.".

"Well, you can go. Now go to the Swiss National Bank's Paris branch to make this call, and someone will give you $100000 in cash." William wrote a phone number to Patrice and then went straight to the phone.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Devonshire," said Petrus to William after taking the number. "I know this time you are very disappointed with our St. Clare family, but Sophie doesn't know what I have done. Please don't involve Sophie because of me. She cherishes the friendship with you.".

William believed Sophie was innocent because she didn't have the time to participate. As for whether Sophie would take over the family affairs in the future, William didn't know, and he didn't want to know now. He nodded perfunctorily to Petrus, "don't worry, I won't blame Sophie. Are you satisfied with Petrus"

Petrus nodded and said with a smile: "thank you Mr. Devonshire.

"If you are satisfied, you can go. You should be glad that I am here. If my friend comes, he will kill you.".

Thank you. In order to make up for my mistake, after several hours of hard work, I got some information. I hope it can help you.

"What information?" Asked William in surprise.