Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 1022 - 553: Who Doesn’t Have Someone Behind Them? Part 2

Chapter 1022: Chapter 553: Who Doesn’t Have Someone Behind Them? Part 2

"It’s mainly because I’ve experienced so many things, it’s like living in a dream," Lincoln Harrington explained, "I used to think that life was just so. But after following you, Mr. Knight, I’ve been through so many things I had never even imagined before."

With more experiences, feelings deepen, and words increase."

At this point, Lincoln Harrington asked,

"So boss, what do we do? Do we just keep waiting here?"

"Let’s wait. It’s unlikely that the Crown Prince will let us see him even if we wait for him. This one is better, he’s powerful but not too powerful. The clerk has too low of a rank; even if we give him a bribe, there’s a limit to what he can take care of."

Then the two men waited there.

Fortunately, they didn’t have to wait long before Ibrahim Edwards came out from the Villa, bid farewell to a young girl, and got into his car.

Lincoln Harrington immediately started the car and followed him.

Ibrahim’s car stopped at a luxury hotel, and Sean Knight hurried out of his car to follow Ibrahim before he entered the hotel.

"Hello, Mr. Edwards, there’s something I’d like to ask for your help with," Sean Knight initiated, "It’s about an oil field. I need just five minutes of your time, and I believe it will be beneficial for both of us."

Ibrahim gave Sean Knight a glance, hesitated for a moment, and pointed towards the hotel lobby,

"You have five minutes."

In the lounge area of the hotel lobby, Sean Knight and Ibrahim sat down on a sofa.

The waiter brought coffee, set it down, and left.

Sean Knight said,

"Mr. Edwards, I come from China. I’m currently taking over an oil field that was previously contracted by the Japanese. Now, I need to change the paperwork. All the documentation is complete, and the authorization letter is also here. I hope to finish this procedure as soon as possible, so..."

Ibrahim didn’t speak, waiting for Sean Knight to continue.

"If this matter can be resolved quickly, I am willing to pay 5 million dollars," Sean Knight offered.

Ibrahim’s eyebrows rose. It was an attractive offer.

At least in his career, such large sums were not common—after all, even though he was the director of the agency, transactions above a certain amount still needed to be handled by the Crown Prince.

"I need the money upfront," Ibrahim said softly.

"No problem," Sean Knight felt slightly relieved, assuming that once the money was taken, the deal would be sealed.

"Then wait for my message," Ibrahim got up after his assistant exchanged information with Sean Knight, saying, "I’m leaving."

"Take care. I hope my money won’t be wasted," Sean Knight also got up and remarked.

Ibrahim looked at Sean Knight one last time and left.

Back in the car, Lincoln Harrington expressed his concern,

"Boss, isn’t there a risk in transferring the money to him first?"

"No worries," Sean Knight chuckled, "We’ve got a full read on him. If he tries anything funny, he can’t blame us for not being polite."

Feeling reassured, the two returned to the Hotel and began to rest.

However, one day passed, then two days, and three days, with no message whatsoever from the other party.

Sean Knight called the assistant, who said the paperwork was still being processed.

After patiently waiting another day, the assistant called, stating that the money wasn’t enough; an additional 5 million dollars was needed.

"It seems this one has a rather large appetite," Sean Knight sneered.

How long had it been since he had done things by the book, and this was how they squeezed him?

"Lincoln, find a connection to lock down Ibrahim’s location; we’ll give him a lesson tonight!"

"Yes, boss!" Lincoln also relished the straightforward and forceful plan!

As dusk fell, Lincoln drove to a hotel.

Many luxury cars were parked there, and a cocktail party was happening inside.

"Boss, that cocktail party organized by Crown Prince Abdullah is happening here. It’s hosting some of the Kingdom’s upper echelons. Ibrahim is also there; when he comes out, we’ll follow him and once we know his exact resting location, we can take action."

"Good, let’s wait."

The cocktail party went on late into the night, and though people came and went occasionally, Sean Knight and his companion watched persistently.

"Boss, that Ibrahim has come out!" Lincoln Harrington spotted Ibrahim immediately.

He was seeing off a girl with several people.

The girl was dressed in a distinguished way, and everyone surrounded her like stars around the moon.

"Boss, that girl, she looks like..."

"Yes, it’s not just that she looks like her, it is her." Sean Knight was also somewhat puzzled—how could he have run into her here!

At the same time, he saw another girl beside her, which made Sean Knight more certain.

"This girl is about to leave, and that Ibrahim is leaving too..."

"Follow that girl." Seeing the situation, Sean Knight changed his mind.

After all, he still had to extract oil here, so it would be better to resolve matters peacefully if possible.

If it couldn’t be resolved peacefully, he would resort to violence in the end.

The girl’s car was slowly driving away, escorted by two cars driven by bodyguards at the front and rear, with Lincoln Harrington’s car quickly pulling alongside the other car.

Sean Knight rolled down the car window and casually threw a coin towards the other car’s window.

The clear sound caught the girl’s attention, as well as the bodyguards’.

The bodyguard’s car behind them immediately turned and drove over.

At that moment, the girl also looked over through the car window and then saw Sean Knight.

The girl let out a surprised exclamation followed by lowering her car window.

"Mr. Knight, is that you?" The girl called out in surprise.

"Let’s pull over first," Sean Knight suggested, pointing to the bodyguards’ cars that were already closing in front and back.

"Stop the car, stop the car!" the girl loudly instructed the driver.

The car slowly came to a stop by the side of the road, and Sean Knight’s car also stopped behind it.

The girl couldn’t wait and ran down from the car before it had stopped completely, lifting her dress as she ran towards Sean Knight’s car.

The maid-servants and bodyguards were following her, but the girl didn’t wait for them at all.

Sean Knight was surprised by the girl’s reaction upon seeing him; he got out of the car and walked a few steps towards her when she already rushed up to him.

"Mr. Knight, I really didn’t expect you to be here... Thank you so much—Is this a surprise for me?"

The maid also came over, curious to get a look at Sean Knight.

The bodyguards, meanwhile, each had an unfriendly expression.

The bodyguards were all women, each one quite muscular.

"Can we find a place to sit down and talk?" Sean Knight asked, "It’s a bit inconvenient here."

"Sure!" the girl said, smiling at Sean Knight, "Come on, get in my car."

"Princess, you can’t do this," a bodyguard advised.

"Don’t worry about it," the girl sternly told the bodyguard, "This is my own matter; I have that freedom!"

Sean Knight didn’t expect the girl to become so assertive, but then he thought that this also indirectly showed that the girl must be living quite well now, at least with some power.

After getting into the girl’s car and smelling the faint scent of perfume, Sean Knight grew curious, but he knew it wasn’t the time to speak, because he couldn’t start talking about his own matters while listening to the girl talk about their separate dealings after their parting.

Yes, you may have guessed by now, this girl is Princess Aliya, and next to her is Amina, the maid.

"...After buying gemstones from you, I went back and settled the divorce with my fiancé..."

Aliya was still emotional when she talked about what happened back then:

"I was taking a desperate gamble back then, and to my surprise, he really valued those gemstones a great deal, initiating the divorce on his own and even taking some of the blame on himself. That moved me—

Of course, it didn’t change my mind. I insisted on the divorce. Although it angered my father, even leading him to lock me up... but at least I no longer had to live in fear."

The girl’s expression was natural; her emotions calmed down as she talked about that period.

"How did you get out later?" Sean Knight asked curiously, "Did your father change his mind?"

"No. Certainly not," Aliya shook her head, "It’s because something happened to my father..."