Chapter 310: Chapter 309

Leon Peterson was just about to agree, when he saw the video call had ended...

He grinned at Noah Wilson, who looked like he wanted to murder someone, and said quietly, "I’ll get lost too. You take a good rest. What time is your flight tomorrow? Do you need a transfer? I can pick you up."

"Get lost."

Noah said coldly and hung up the phone immediately.

Ivy River looked at the search results and fell into deep thought.

Thalia Anderson...

What exactly does she do, and why is she always following me?

Thinking it over.

She decided to call Thalia Anderson.

When the call connected.

Ivy River got straight to the point, "Old Master Anderson, this is Ivy River. Did you go to see Cyrus Brown today?"

Thalia Anderson said nothing.

Ivy River continued, "This is a personal matter between him and me. If it’s you, I hope you don’t interfere in the future. We’ve resolved it peacefully, and I can handle this just fine."

"I know you can hear me. Honestly, I don’t know your intentions, but I still want to thank you."

Thalia Anderson replied slowly, "I simply couldn’t stand to see you being wronged, that’s all. No other motives."

"Alright, but I hope you don’t interfere anymore; it’s better for both of us. Thank you."

"We’ll talk about future matters later. Was his apology sincere? You said not to find you, yet he seems a bit disobedient."

Thalia Anderson’s voice was unhurried.

Ivy River rolled her eyes and spoke in a not-so-good tone:

"No need, everyone has a family and career. If your family was threatened, how would you feel? You have a higher status, crushing him like an ant, but he doesn’t. He needs to provide for his family. If possible, spare him, thank you."

"Just saying, you’ve already asked me to let it go. How could I keep causing trouble?"

Thalia Anderson said, holding back laughter.

He really didn’t expect Ivy River to be so understanding.

Not quite like the rumors.

The Little Divine Doctor does have some conscience, but not much...

"Well, I hope you keep your promise. It’s better for us both. Thank you, Old Master. I’ll hang up now."

Thalia Anderson urgently said, "Wait."

Ivy River coldly asked, "What is it?"

"Are you at the hospital tomorrow? I’m feeling a bit unwell. I did a good deed today, so you should treat me tomorrow, right?"

"Just make a regular appointment. Hanging up, my kid needs something."

After hanging up, Ivy River still had furrowed brows.

She was actually able to suspect Thalia Anderson first; she did some reasoning.

After all, he had visited the hospital that afternoon, so it was normal to pick up some buzz.

However, his motives are really concerning.

Thinking of this, Ivy River opened her email and, after sending it, suddenly thought of Isla Sutton.

A smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.

...

Flourishing Pawnshop.

Isla Sutton was over here discussing the price of the Pigeon Blood Red.

She then received a call from Ivy River’s assistant.

After hanging up, she didn’t continue negotiating, and said urgently, "Fine, five million it is, when can you transfer the money?"

The shop assistant was surprised. This tightly wrapped woman just insisted on not selling for under six million...

Why the sudden change?

Could it be stolen...

The shop assistant thought for a moment and said, "Madam, because your jewelry is quite valuable, we need to have our professional appraiser verify it. Once confirmed without issues, we’ll transfer the money within 24 hours."

"What?"

Isla Sutton was shocked and said sharply, "Then give me back my stuff. I won’t sell. If you can’t pay promptly, why should I sell to your place? Ridiculous, the price was already lowered, and you still make it difficult!"

The shop assistant, fearing the deal would slip away, hastily placated her:

"It’s not like that, madam. This is our usual procedure. Five million is not a low price in the market. We’re Seaton’s largest pawnshop, also a chain, with guaranteed reputation."

"Also, because the amount is significant, the transfer does have some formalities. We hope you can understand."

Isla Sutton wasn’t listening at all, pointing at the assistant, "Call your manager. If you can’t serve me well, find someone who can!"

The assistant tried to say more.

Isla Sutton cursed directly, "Are you going or not? If not, give me back my stuff. I can’t work with your company, too high and mighty, give me my things back!"

Helplessly, the assistant had to give up, sighing as they called the manager over.

Unexpectedly, the manager also used the same phrasing.

Isla Sutton was extremely anxious, speaking with urgent tone, "No, if you want it now, get the appraiser immediately. If you swap it, I’d suffer a silent loss, plus I need a prompt transfer."

The manager, sensing Isla Sutton’s urgency and acknowledging the concession with the five million price, realized:

Such a rare Pigeon Blood Red wouldn’t be sold unless pressed for money.

The market rarely sees it, let alone one of this top color.

She gently persuaded, "I can try to expedite for you, madam. If you need the immediate payment, I’ll contact the higher-ups now. They aren’t often in the store, so I’ll need some time, okay?"

Isla Sutton had already visited several pawnshops.

Knowing the price was reasonable and with their reputable services, she finally chose Flourishing.

She begrudgingly said, "Fine, just hurry up."

The manager nodded immediately, "Thank you for trusting us. Flourishing Pawnshop is a leader in the industry and would never switch customer items. If you spread the word about this, wouldn’t it damage our reputation?"

"Alright, hurry up. If you waste my time, I’ll give you a hard time."

The manager, hearing the urge, became more convinced that Isla Sutton was desperate for money.

Instantly hatched an idea, "Of course, madam. I’ll go now. Please, wait patiently. Xiao Liu, take good care of her, okay?"

After waiting a bit.

The manager returned, "Sorry for keeping you waiting, madam. I’ve also managed to expedite the payment for you, no major issues, as we hope you consider us first for future items."

"Alright, then sell and pay me."

"Please, don’t rush. The appraiser is still confirming the authenticity."

The manager hadn’t finished speaking when Isla Sutton interrupted, "Nonsense, of course it’s real. I wouldn’t give you fake goods, ridiculous."

"Calm down, let me finish, will you?" the manager smiled, "Your Pigeon Blood Red has some small flaws with the surrounding inlaid diamonds. Not a big issue, but the price won’t be five million."

"What?!"

"Yes, other pawnshops you consulted probably didn’t check deep enough. This is what our appraisal found. We’ve taken photos, take a look."

The manager showed the photos carefully, adding, "The flaws are minor, so the price impact isn’t large. Four million nine hundred thousand, can you accept? If you agree, we’ll sign the contract."

Isla Sutton was instantly furious, "I’m not selling, give me my stuff back, quickly."

The manager, without unnecessary words, neatly packed the necklace and handed it back to Isla Sutton.

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