Putting down the wine glass, Lawrence opened two boxes, and then took out a black velvet bag from the inner pocket of his jacket and handed it to William,

"Mr. Devon Hill, this is the Desert Star Sapphire and Rat, Rabbit Bronze Head you requested, and now they are all yours."

took the velvet bag, opened the bag and took out the desert star inside, looked at it a few times and smiled, "Is it cleaned up?"

"Of course, sir, the way Earl Russell obtained these three things is inherent, and he certainly does not dare to reveal the information of these three items to the outside world",

Then Lawrence asked cautiously, "If you need it, I can help you deal with the ownership of these three treasures, and ensure that even if you take them out for auction tomorrow, there will be no problems."

"Thanks, I can do this myself."

William already had a belly case on how to deal with these three treasures with ownership disputes, and he wouldn't be an idiot to leave the handle to Lawrence, the fat man.

Lawrence had lunch and talked about the other beast heads.

During the conversation, Lawrence told William that he had found out who owned the horses, dogs, and pigs, and was now negotiating prices with the treasure owner, except for snakes, chickens, and sheep, and there had been no news in the antique circles.

William sat on the chair and thought silently, the head of the chicken should be in the castle of Siche in France, and the snake and the sheep were quietly staying on a stranded ship.

So after thinking about it, William said directly to Lawrence, "You still owe me 9 million pounds before, and today you sent rats and rabbits, so you still owe me 7 million pounds, right?"

"Yes, sir," Lawrence nodded.

"Send the horses, dogs, and pigs to me, and the debt between us will be settled, no problem."

"Of course, of course," Lawrence almost cried out excitedly, 700 pounds to buy a horse, the dog and the pig will not only make a fortune, but also complete the agreement with William immediately.

Lawrence, who had seen William's methods, did not hesitate for a moment and immediately said, "I will talk to the treasure master in the afternoon, and promise to deliver these three treasures to you tomorrow, sorry, Mr. Devon Hill, I have to take my leave first, we will see you tomorrow."

"Haha, I like your attitude, Lawrence may have a lot of cooperation in the future", William stood up and shook Lawrence's hand, "I'm waiting for your good news".

"No problem, see you tomorrow, sir".

"Well, see you tomorrow".

Seeing Lawrence off, William said to Sunday, "Help me find out if the Count of Russell has a niece who also has the title of earl."

"Yes, sir".

A few minutes later, Sunday reported, "SIR, Earl Russell does have a niece named Gaphlyn Russell, but the relationship between the two of them is not very good."

"What does it matter to me whether they have a good relationship or not", William squinted, "Is the ownership of the Gabrielin family's Siche Castle and all the items in the castle in the hands of the bank?"

"Yes, SIR, the ownership is in the hands of the Banque de France, it sells for about 160 million dollars, and the Château de Scher is part of the northern corner of the Château de Chantilly complex."

"Château Chantilly, can I ask if the entire Château de Chantilly is for sale?"

"I'M SORRY, SIR, I DON'T THINK ANYONE WOULD DARE TO SELL CHÂTEAU DE CHANTILLY, YOU STILL HAVE TO DIE OF THIS HEART, THE CASTLE CAN BE SOLD BECAUSE THIS CASTLE HAS ALWAYS BEEN OWNED BY LADY GAVLIN'S FAMILY, AND IT IS SEPARATED FROM CHÂTEAU CHANTILLY BY AN ADJACENT LAKE, AND IS NOT CONNECTED."

"Ask, let people ask, and there is no loss," William pouted, "as long as they are willing to sell and negotiate the price, and then tell the people of the Bank of England and my personal lawyer, Anthony, that I will be the master of the castle today."

"WELL, SIR, ALTHOUGH I THINK YOU'RE WASTING YOUR ENERGY".

After taking a nap, William got up and walked to the parking lot and drove to France, two and a half hours later, in the Chantilly area north of Paris, outside the Château de Siche, William got out of the car and waited for a long time, Anthony immediately stepped forward to help William open the car door.

"Good afternoon, BOSS, the contract is ready, you just need to sign this document, and this 230-year-old Siche Castle is yours."

He took the document from Anthony's hand, put on special glasses and scanned it, and soon told William that the document was okay on Sunday, and signed his name on the document with the gold pen handed by Anthony.

"Congratulations, Boss, I will contact Miss Abigail about the receipt of the collection in the castle, and whether it will be shipped back to England or will it remain here?"

After Anthony finished speaking, there was a French quarrel, and William turned to see a beautiful woman arguing loudly with several men in suits dozens of meters away from him.

"Ship it back", after saying to Anthony, William looked at the man who had been standing a few meters away from him, looking to be in his 50s.

"Hello, Mr. Devon Hill, I am Pierre, the general manager of the Banque de France, and I am glad that you can come to France to invest", Pierre shook hands with William, and then said with a little embarrassment,

"Sorry, sir, that Miss Gabrien-Russell is the daughter of the former owner of this castle, and I did not expect her to make trouble at this time, but don't worry,

It's useless for her to make a fuss, the complete ownership of this castle was already in the hands of our bank in June of this year, there is no doubt about this, and from the moment you signed the papers, this 1,200-hectare building, huh?"

Pierre paused for a few seconds, fearing that William was an Englishman who was not accustomed to counting in hectares, "You are the owner of about 2,966 acres of castles."

William nodded, "I have no doubt about that, but, Monsieur Pierre, is there still a person living in this castle? I don't want to buy it and have to deal with the legacy of history with the previous owner."

"No, don't worry, we've put the family of the former owner of the castle in a small villa in Paris," Pierre said, pointing to the departing ambulance lane, "the one that came to pick up Gavlin's grandmother".

"That's good," William squinted at Pierre, "and tell me if the entire Château de Chantilly is in the hands of your bank."

"This, this", Pierre looked at William with some surprise, he had thought that Anthony and the people at the Bank of England were joking, and he didn't believe that anyone would whimsically want to buy Château Chantilly.

"Don't doubt it, I do have plans to buy it all, the question now is the ownership of Château Chantilly", William smiled and looked at Pierre, whose face was full of incredulity, "If it is in the hands of your bank, do you have any plans to sell it?"

"Monsieur Devonhill, are you sure you're not joking, this is a complex comparable to the Louvre, it's not funny at all, and even if we wanted to sell it, all the people of France wouldn't agree," Pierre wiped the sweat from his head with some nervousness.

"So the ownership is really in the hands of your bank, not the French official?"

Pierre nodded blankly.