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Chapter 835: Chapter 835 Auction
"Mr. Stone, I’m so sorry..."
After a brief lapse, Quella Radcliffe’s face turned deathly pale.
Originally, the business alliance’s cooperation with Everyday Fresh was a matter of asking for help.
Now...
"It’s... it’s okay..."
Slade Stone suddenly stood up, his mouth twitching uncontrollably.
Completely disregarding that his crotch area was already soaked through.
And was still emitting steam.
It hurt!
But compared to the shock in his heart, that was too much less!
If someone really could jump off from the top of the Gemini Towers.
It would definitely be news!
Big news!
It’s hundreds of meters high!
He turned his head to the side, and his body jolted as if electrified again.
Only to see that dark shadow still suspended around the 30th floor.
Many rescue workers were desperately busy trying to save the figure hanging in the air.
If it were himself...
Hisss!
Cold sweat streamed down Slade Stone’s forehead.
"My wife would like to discuss a cooperation with you."
Julius Reed, disregarding Quella Radcliffe’s anxious demeanor, strode up to Slade Stone.
And said coldly.
"No... no need to talk..."
Upon seeing the young man’s grim face, Slade Stone quickly explained, "That’s not what I meant! The contract, we’ll sign it now!"
He picked up the phone on the table, trembling: "Xiao Yue, come to my office immediately to sign the contract with Ms. Radcliffe. Yes, sign it directly!"
After that.
Slade Stone’s mouth trembled uncontrollably.
His heart almost leapt out of his chest.
"Mr. Stone, what’s this..."
Quella Radcliffe came over and asked, puzzled, "Weren’t we going to continue talking in the afternoon?"
Half an hour before, he had been very indifferent.
Could it be...
That he was frightened by Julius Reed barging in?
"Sorry, my husband is a bit impulsive..."
"No! It’s fine!"
Slade Stone extended both hands, "No... no problem, I was wrong this morning, just now sitting here, I’ve already thought it through."
"Mr. Stone, you’re not joking with me?"
Quella Radcliffe asked with a doubtful expression on her face.
The surprise came too fast, and she couldn’t quite accept it just yet.
"Not at all! I, Slade Stone, mean what I say! My secretary will discuss the details with you."
Slade Stone was pale, and trembled as he spoke.
"That person... Your husband?"
He looked towards Julius Reed.
It couldn’t have been mistaken.
The build, the clothes!
And that unmistakable aura of menace!
"Yes."
Quella Radcliffe nodded, saying happily, "He’s here to pick me up."
"Oh!"
Slade Stone nodded, wanting to drink some tea to calm his nerves.
But then he realized.
The teacup was on the floor.
"So... Sir, where did you come from? There’s a traffic jam over there..."
His gaze was bewildered.
"From the opposite side."
Julius Reed pointed towards the Gemini Towers across the street, hands in his pockets, "Mr. Stone is a straightforward person, otherwise, how about dinner tonight?"
"I dare not..."
Slade Stone hastily refused, "Xiao Yue will discuss the cooperation with you all shortly, you see how I am..."
He pointed at his own pants, which were still steaming, his face turning purple.
"Whenever it’s convenient for you."
Quella Radcliffe gave an awkward smile, pulling Julius Reed and turning to leave.
And by the way.
Closed the door behind them.
"Phew!"
Once the two had left, Slade Stone collapsed into his chair.
Indeed.
He hadn’t mistaken the person.
If he had continued to refuse Quella Radcliffe earlier, would he have become the person hanging in the air?
With the slightest misstep, there’d be nothing left of him!
Trying hard to calm himself down.
Slade Stone picked up the teacup from the floor, wiped it gently, and poured himself another cup of piping hot tea.
To drink tea, to settle his nerves.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
There was a knock on the door outside.
"Come in!"
Slade Stone picked up his teacup, gently blowing on the scalding tea.
"Mr. Stone."
The visitor was Xiaoyue, his secretary.
"Xiaoyue, what’s happening across the way?"
Slade Stone pointed to the dark figure that had just been rescued.
"Mr. Leocadia from the Gonzalez Group was suspended in mid-air, nearly scared to death, and is now receiving emergency treatment."
Pfft...
As soon as Xiaoyue finished speaking, Slade Stone’s hand trembled, and the teacup fell onto his lap once again.
His body shuddered.
Already numb.
"Mr. Stone, you..."
Xiaoyue picked up a towel from the desk and moved to wipe it off.
"Delilah Leocadia?"
Slade Stone stopped Xiaoyue with his hand.
Even though his pants were steaming with heat.
But.
It didn’t matter.
"Yes! Delilah Leocadia, Mr. Leocadia."
Xiaoyue nodded anxiously, pointing to his pants: "Mr. Stone, this..."
"It’s nothing, it’s already ruined..."
Slade Stone blinked and stood up with a ’swoosh’.
"Do you know who did it?"
"Not sure! The police are currently investigating, but there are no clues." Xiaoyue walked over and looked at the towering building opposite, shaking her head: "Too incredible, isn’t it?"
"Lucky I’m clever."
Slade Stone patted his chest, glad he hadn’t become the second Delilah Leocadia.
"Find an opportunity to arrange for me to treat Quella Radcliffe and her husband to a meal."
If such a formidable character could be made an acquaintance...
...
"Mr. Stone is so strange."
After leaving the Twin Stars Building, Quella Radcliffe pouted, "I was so humble before, and he barely paid any attention. You burst in, and he suddenly became polite and agreeable."
"Maybe... people tend to bow to the stick and spurn the carrot?"
Julius Reed hugged Quella Radcliffe: "I have to go to an auction tonight, do you want to come?"
Isabella Warm’s dagger.
It was at the auction.
He had to get it.
And then trace its origin.
The symbol of the moon and stars...
Thinking of the symbol rendered by Santiago Carmichael, Julius Reed’s brow furrowed slightly.
Back then, who was trying to kill Isabella Warm?
"Bamboo Whitaker is still at home, I promised to take her to a movie tonight."
Quella Radcliffe turned around and looked at Julius Reed with a cheeky smile: "You come back early, and don’t cause trouble."
"Alright."
Julius Reed nodded: "I’ll take you home first, and then go to the auction with Beckett Carmichael tonight."
As he finished this sentence, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
The timing of this dagger’s appearance was a little too coincidental.
Eight o’clock at night.
Beckett Carmichael, driving his black sedan, proceeded to the auction with Julius Reed and Eli Yarrow.
The auction was taking place at the Bamboo Hotel.
The hotel was on the outskirts of the capital.
Though remote, it was bustling with activity.
Quite lively.
The Bamboo Hotel was a hot springs resort, suitable for leisure and vacation.
It also occasionally hosted some events.
Eight-thirty at night, with half an hour to go until the auction began.
The entrance to the Bamboo Hotel was already filled with parked cars.
Many prominent figures arrived one after another to join in the excitement.
Pleasure.
The pleasure of the wealthy.
Bottles, jars, even ancient chamber pots could fetch handsome prices here.
"Mr. Reed, tonight this place is a gathering of the elite, and there will be many familiar faces. But at the auction, everyone will be restrained."
Beckett Carmichael reminded in a low voice.
"Any insider tips?"
Julius Reed strode into the Bamboo Hotel.
"The owner behind Armin Levis Auction Group is very mysterious! Even with my status, I can’t figure it out."
Beckett Carmichael and Eli Yarrow followed closely behind: "It’s an unspoken agreement, nobody wants to cause discomfort. It’s said that the big shot behind Armin Levis is extremely powerful!"
"Extremely powerful?"
Julius Reed snorted lightly, dismissively: "Today, I am determined to get that dagger."
"Mr. Reed..."
Without waiting for Beckett Carmichael to admonish, Julius Reed walked straight into the venue.
Marching swiftly as a dragon.
