Sending off the Archduke Devon, and then Baron Carbore came again.

William had to ask Carbore to come in person, because he had to tell Baron Carboré the address of a Parisian warehouse, which contained $400 million in cash, which he and Carbore had agreed on.

Carbore shipped his $500 million worth of antiques from Paris to London to give it to William, who in turn shipped $400 million in cash to Paris and handed it over to Carbore.

This batch of $400 million in cash is William's money in Boston some time ago, robbing Pushkin, the owner of the polar bear gang, a total of $630 million in cash, which has been placed in the underground of the castle and the closed vault dug by William himself before.

Last night William opened the portal and delivered $400 million to a warehouse basement in Paris, and today he gave him a voice-activated cipher in his native dialect while telling him the address.

Some places in the Great Celestial Empire are known as ten miles and eight villages are not the same sound, not to mention that Europeans can't understand it, 99.9% of the Celestial Empire people can't understand it, the two chatted for a while, Carbore hurriedly got on the helicopter, waved goodbye to William, he couldn't wait to go back to Paris to build his own particle accelerator laboratory.

Looking at Kabore, who kept waving, William suddenly liked this guy who was bent on the road of scientific and technological exploration, and hoped that his future fate would not be used by others like the rise of the cobra, and he would be killed by someone again.

Back in the parlor, I was trying to comfort Charles like this, but I saw Charles Cavendish drinking whiskey.

Suddenly, William had a bad premonition, and then looked at the Macallan 1959 that was opened on the wine cabinet, and really felt like he wanted to hit someone.

Although The Macallan 1959 was not expensive for William, only £30,000, the Macallan cherished vintage wine was really hard to buy, so the wine merchant searched for almost a month to receive this bottle of Macallan 1959 and a set of four 40-year-old reserve grades.

Watching Charles, who was half-lying on the sofa, drink half a glass of whiskey in one gulp, William walked quickly to the wine cabinet in pain, covered the remaining half bottle of wine, put it in the storage space, and then looked at the intact 40-year-old reserve grade before breathing a sigh of relief.

"Hey, William", Charles looked at William half-drunk and half-conscious, and said with a smile: "Man, it's better for you, you can always find good wine that you can't find outside, unlike Uncle Marco, who is worth more than $26 billion, and the best one to take out is only 2,000 pounds The Macallan."

"Hehe, don't worry, man, I didn't touch your four 40-year-old collector's editions, God, I couldn't even open them when I saw them, there are only 500 bottles in the world, and you actually have 4 bottles hidden at a time."

"You've drunk too much, Charles, how about I'll let the maid help you to rest," William said impatiently as he walked up to Charles.

"NO, NO, I won't go to sleep until I finish that bottle of wine", Charles drank all the whiskey in the wine glass, staggered up and walked to the wine cabinet, and searched for a long time in a daze but didn't find the bottle, "FK, William, you can't be so stingy, God, where did the wine go".

After looking for a long time and not finding it, Charles staggered to William's side, and just wanted to sit on the armrest of the sofa where William was sitting, but William pushed him to his chest and staggered down on the couch opposite.

However, because of this push, William immediately sensed that Charles's heartbeat was very stable, and there was no drunken heartbeat, which made William sit on the sofa with great interest and watch Charles's performance.

"Hell, you're too stingy, William, it's a big deal to wait until I inherit the inheritance and pay you ten bottles."

Hell, as soon as he heard that it involved inheriting the inheritance, William was not interested, "Okay, it's pretended, the heartbeat of a drunk person is not as smooth as yours",

Sitting on the sofa and patting the place where the shirt was slapped by Charles's hand, "When the Grand Duke was there just now, he pretended to be decadent and pretended to be quite similar, and now the two of us are here, are you too deep in the play?"

"Hmm!" said Charles, who was lying on the couch, covered his face with his hands for a long time before he spoke, "Can't you pretend that I'm really drunk, and then everything I say is drunk?

With a "boom", a bullet hole appeared on the back of the sofa a few centimeters away from Charles's nose, "I told you, you are not my uncle, and next time, your nose will be gone".

"You're crazy", Charles looked at the bullet hole that was only a few centimeters away from him, and turned his head in horror to look at Grok 17 with a silencer in William's hand, "God, I heard that you are crazy, I don't believe it yet, now it seems that you are really crazy".

"If it's okay, get out of here, I'm not interested in you rich family grudges", William said in disgust, "Looking at you, I think of the disgusting faces of the villains in the movie."

"Hehe", Charles combed his hair with both hands, rubbed his face, and his face turned into a smile when he put his hand down, "What if I, the villain, can give you a Château Margaux and a large number of antiques?"

Charles stood up with a smile, walked to the wine cabinet, opened the bottle of red wine, shook it a few times and took a sip, 'tsk' a few times, shook his head, opened another bottle and took a sip before nodding, poured two glasses, walked over to William, and handed William a glass.

Sitting back across from William, he crossed his legs and said, "I remember a serpentine dagger that Marco Polo gave to the Kans family, and I heard that it was the personal possession of the King of Tatar, and it was inlaid with rubies the size of fingernails."

"$26 billion?" William said, staring into Charles' eyes, "Do you have that much money to pay estate tax?"

"Hehe, don't you know?" Charles blinked, "the French inheritance tax is 45%, but as long as you are willing to increase the rate to 55%, you can sell the estate and pay the tax, and I don't think you would mind lending me money or borrowing money for me as a guarantee for the Swiss National Bank."

"Borrow 100 million, I will pay you back 120 million US dollars, are you interested?"

William thought for a while, shook his head and said, "You go to the Grand Duke of Devon, although Château Margaux and antiques make my heart move, but it is not yet the hidden rule that I am not allowed to get involved in the internal affairs of other families regardless of the upper class, I am involved in the Kans family today, and tomorrow someone will get involved in the internal affairs of the Devon Hill family without any scruples,

Charles, there are too many calculations, and in the end you often get what you want, and maybe you will take your own life, because others are not idiots, and your uncle Marco is not stupid."

William's words made Charles fall down on the sofa decadently, looking at the ceiling of the living room, and smiling in a low tone, "Hehe, of course you don't care, because you make more money in a year than all the assets of the Kans family, God, why did this happen to me, doesn't Marco know that Susie is my girlfriend?"

"Heh", William showed a look of contempt, and silently complained in his heart, your circle is really messy, "A word of advice for you, Charles, you'd better stand aside and watch quietly, otherwise, you will regret it, maybe when you want to regret it, you have no chance."

"What's no chance?" asked Charles, horrified.

"Because then you might have people," William said, holding out a thumbs up and slicing around his neck.