Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 527 - 360: Can’t Defeat? Don’t Believe It!_2

Chapter 527: Chapter 360: Can’t Defeat? Don’t Believe It!_2

"Of course," Robert laughed, "No matter how much, I have a way."

As an intelligence dealer and middleman, Robert’s connections had expanded considerably lately, and these kinds of connections were genuinely valuable.

"Just make sure it’s not the fake kind," Sean Knight joked, a recent news story he had heard making him think the world was going a little crazy.

"Don’t worry, guaranteed credibility, it’s from the Central Bank."

Sean hung up the phone and turned to Kathy, saying:

"Ms. Kathy, please withdraw some of the money I have in the Beautiful Country bank account recently, or directly exchange it for gold in the bank and bring it back."

Ms. Kathy said very seriously:

"Okay, I understand."

Her ability to assist Jeremy Knight and later Sean relied on her loyalty and trust in the family’s judgment.

"Should we be discreet about this?" Lincoln Harrington suggested at the dinner table, "If there’s a lot of commotion, won’t it attract some people’s attention again?"

"Definitely," Sean shook his head, "Just do it normally. After all, our large-scale purchase of gold is bound to attract the attention of interested parties. We can’t keep it a secret. We just have to be extra cautious."

He thought for a moment and said:

"I’ll get you guys some automatic weapons. During that night attack, I think if you had automatic weapons, the fight might have ended faster, and our people wouldn’t have been injured."

"And some auxiliary items, like smoke grenades and stun grenades."

"No problem, let’s just go shopping after dinner," Sean was excited too.

Although he had a lot of stuff in his spatial realm, it wasn’t good to take them out, as people would be suspicious, so they could only be used in key moments.

"I’ll go feed the Third Prince. Mr. Knight, I’ve observed that the Third Prince seems to be a female..." Kathy said, "and she seems... to be pregnant..."

"Really?" This sentence directly surprised Sean and the others, followed by Douglas Cooper’s excitement: "Is it true? If so, I want to reserve one when it’s born!"

"Let’s wait until it’s born."

After dinner, Sean and the others went directly to the gun shop in a bulletproof car.

When they returned, Kathy had already set up a gun room, but not much was stored there. Instead, most items were placed directly in their bedrooms.

Life continued to pass slowly.

One night, a fierce gun battle broke out at a port.

Early the next day, Robert called Sean.

"Sean, I’m very sorry about something."

Sean was puzzled:

"What’s wrong? What happened?"

"It’s like this." Robert’s voice was somewhat low, "It’s about the Iraqi cultural relic from last time. Since you didn’t take it, I informed another group of people."

"Did it slip?" Sean guessed.

"It was a trap." There was some anger in Robert’s tone, "When those people went to the port to ambush and steal the relic, they fell into an ambush. Nine went, but not one got out, all were captured."

"Ambush?" Sean was also surprised, "Could this be targeting me?"

"Possibly," Robert speculated, "I think it’s very likely aimed at people connected to me. I later found out that the intelligence itself was targeted only at me... I was fooled!"

"What about the informant?" Sean asked anxiously.

"Missing," Robert gritted his teeth, "If I find him, I’ll make him wish he were dead!"

Sean secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that he wasn’t greedy!

However, they really need to be more cautious in the future!

At breakfast, he told Elijah Hastings and the two others about it.

"Damn! It’s fishing!" Douglas exclaimed, "If it were me... I might have gone, a hundred million dollars, and it’s ill-gotten wealth!"

"That’s why you’re not the boss," Elijah added, "If we went, even if we were Rambo, we’d probably be full of bullet holes."

"We’ll have to be more careful in the future, and when we go on missions, we’ll always need to wear our bulletproof vests," Sean said, "I brought you guys out here to make money together, not to get hurt."

Because of this incident, Sean had been relatively low-key recently, occasionally going to the freight yard or meeting with Joanna Davis besides dealing with gold.

However, most of the time was spent at the villa, after all, during this period, batches of gold were transported, and the target was quite big. Sean Knight was also afraid of being attacked.

Gold was transported during the day and stored in the basement. At night, Sean would transfer this gold into his spatial realm.

Money in the account was gradually decreasing, and Sean bought nearly five tons of gold through both public and private channels.

After this, the gold would not be easy to purchase. His large order caused a small increase in the price of gold.

There was still a lot of money in the account, but Sean didn’t care too much.

Holding onto some of this gold felt like a valuable deterrent.

"Ms. Kathy, later on, we can pause the purchase of gold for a while. No need to buy so much, better not to attract any more attention."

Kathy replied that she understood.

One day, while Sean was in his study examining the cultural relics he had recently acquired, a guest arrived.

The guest was introduced by Smith and Kathy welcomed her.

"May I ask what brings you to see Mr. Knight?" Kathy had a maid serve the guest tea and asked while sitting on the edge of the sofa:

"Mr. Knight is reading now, I need to convey your reason for coming to him."

"I want to talk to Mr. Knight about some business matters." The guest smiled and said, "You can tell Mr. Knight that my ancestors were Chinese as well, and I think he would be very interested in what I have to discuss."

Seeing the somewhat mixed-blood features of the guest, Kathy nodded and said:

"Alright, then I will ask Mr. Knight to come down."

"Talking business with me? A young girl? Mixed-blood?"

These factors, combined together, made Sean a bit puzzled: "What is her name?"

"She said her last name is Pu, her name is Lana Brown." Kathy spoke in Mandarin, otherwise, that name would have been tough to pronounce.

"Pu?" Sean was a bit doubtful, "I don’t have any friends with that surname, do I?"

"So, will you meet her or not?" Kathy asked, "She won’t discuss specific matters without meeting you first."

"Alright, I’ll go down and meet her." Sean closed the book and stood up.

When Sean came to the living room, he saw Lana Brown—a beautiful young woman with mixed-blood features.

Lana Brown looked to be around twenty-four or twenty-five years old. She had a bit of a Chinese temperament, but mostly resembled people from the Middle East—a true beauty.

Subconsciously, Sean opened his Sky Eye, and to his surprise, Lana Brown was completely natural, with no trace of cosmetic surgery.

She really was a stunning beauty.

Lana Brown was wearing a suit, seeming quite conservative, but the clothes were tailored, highlighting her body perfectly.

As Sean came downstairs, Lana Brown reached over to pick up her teacup, showing off her perfect waist and hips.

"Hello Mr. Knight!" Seeing Sean come down, Lana Brown put down her teacup, stood up, and elegantly said:

"It’s an honor to meet you; it hasn’t been easy!"

"Hello." Facing her outstretched hand, Sean shook it lightly, and said:

"You said you want to discuss business?"

"Yes." Lana Brown raised her eyebrows, not expecting Sean to get straight to the point.

She was very confident in her looks, and when Sean had come downstairs, she had heard him and caught him sneaking a look at her.

"Then go ahead, what business do you have in mind?" Sean sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip and asked.

His attitude implied that he might dismiss her and leave if they could not reach an agreement.

Seeing Sean’s demeanor, Lana Brown also changed her strategy, taking out an ancient jade册 from her small bag and said:

"My ancestors did business in Quanzhou, China, and once operated a fleet of ships on the Maritime Silk Road.

Later, due to wars, they relocated from China to here. However, my ancestors left behind some things that I think Mr. Knight should be interested in."

Quanzhou, last name Pu—

Sean’s eyes squinted slightly.

He felt that some matters needed to be looked into.