Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 1247 - 629 The Next Target is in the War Zone

Chapter 1247: Chapter 629 The Next Target is in the War Zone

Sean Knight was not clear about what Qin was thinking, or what consequences it would bring.

After registering the cultural relics that needed to be handed over to the Xinjiang Museum, he planned to return home and have a good reunion with his family.

However, it was clear he had forgotten something, but others had not.

In his own courtyard, Sean received a phone call from Henija—Henija was furious.

"Mr. Knight, our people have already arrived in Kuala Lumpur, where are you? They went to the hotel you were staying at and did not find you there."

When Sean saw the call from Henija, he knew things were bad, and he quickly explained:

"There’s been an emergency at home, so I’ve returned to China ahead of time. However, I am closer to Afghanistan from here, and I will personally deliver the staff to you."

"No need!" Henija said angrily, "Since you have returned to China New Province, our people will come and get it. We have contacts in the New Province."

"Alright, are your people in Urumqi? If so, I can deliver the staff to them today."

About the staff, Sean did feel somewhat embarrassed. After all, he had been in such a rush that he couldn’t possibly have taken so many items and stayed in Malaysia any longer.

"That’s possible," Henija said as he hung up and rearranged his staff.

Their organization was also formed through the cooperation of various forces, so Henija, including his boss the Minister of Internal Affairs, were all focused on bringing together the power of all parties.

So now, having stood up one of the factions, Henija needed to provide an explanation.

Luckily, with Sean confirming the items were with him, even with some complications, at least it wasn’t hopeless.

Sean made another trip to Urumqi and handed over the items to a big-bearded man wearing a headscarf, thus concluding the matter.

However, Sean didn’t stay at home for long before his mother sent him out—Aria was already pregnant and would occasionally stay at the King’s Palace or come here. She just happened to be at the King’s Palace at the time, and according to Sean’s mother, if he didn’t bring Aria back home, then Sean shouldn’t bother hanging around the house.

Sean knew the expectations and persistence that middle-aged and older women had for the next generation, so he canceled the vacation he had planned for himself and took an airplane to the King’s Palace.

In fact, Sean had much more power at the King’s Palace—a Heavy Combined Brigade’s force, albeit a castrated version, was still enough to flatten many countries in Africa.

According to his Uncle, Crown Prince Abdullah, there had been significantly more people from Europe and America coming to the Royal City recently, and some surveyors from Japan had also started appearing frequently near the base where the brigade was stationed.

The Royal City’s police and the brigade’s reconnaissance staff had dealt with at least twenty-something intelligence incidents concerning the brigade, arresting over thirty individuals, who were still being detained.

Although a fair number of these people had not confessed, the intelligence handed to Sean indicated that these personnel basically included members from the more famous intelligence organizations around the world—except for those from China.

Because the members from China were directly employed in the brigade, on Sean’s recommendation.

Sean arrived at the Royal City and met the visibly pregnant Aria, along with her personal attendant Amina Wilson, and several other maidservants.

Seeing Sean, Aria was very happy. She touched her belly, snuggled up to Sean obediently, and quietly shared her novel feelings—a little life was being nurtured in her belly, an extremely wondrous experience, which easily made her radiate a maternal glow.

Sean carefully observed Aria’s mood and found that she was not depressed due to the pregnancy or his absence, which allowed him to relax.

Perhaps aware of Sean’s concerns, Aria whispered:

"Dear, did you know? Among my many sisters, I am the happiest. Among them, some are pregnant, some have given birth.

Although they do not lack material comforts, it is quite normal for their husbands to seek other women and ignore them during their pregnancies.

To be like me, able to go to China whenever I want, or stay here if I wish. Over there, I have my mother’s care; here, my brother is also very attentive, and you are so good to me. I am truly happy, don’t worry, I won’t have any emotional troubles, I will definitely give birth to a healthy baby!"

While in the Royal City, Sean accompanied Aria for some health check-ups—indeed, with his Sky Eye and energy, he could see at a glance that the twins Aria was carrying were very healthy.

But these things could not be spoken of, and the necessary check-ups still had to be conducted.

Sean earnestly performed his duties as a husband. Not only was Aria satisfied, her face always wore a happy smile, but her sisters were envious. After all, such treatment was not available to everyone, and her Uncle, Crown Prince Abdullah, also unusually sought Sean out several times.

To him, given Sean’s current wealth, aside from work, to take time out specifically to accompany Aria in these trivial matters, was truly exceptional.

Even some of Aria’s sisters had relayed messages to Aria, hoping Sean could help introduce them to outstanding young men from China similar to him.

Upon hearing this, Sean touched his nose, musing over how he himself was a scumbag, outstanding?

Where did that come from?

In the Middle East, apart from visiting the Heavy Combined Brigade’s exercises twice and inspecting the oil extraction and transportation situation at the Oil Fields twice, Sean mostly stayed around the Royal City, accompanying Aria.