Trafford’s Trading Club

The auction of the real ‘The Nameless Maiden’?

When Urey said this sentence, the shock to the invited collectors was no less than his behavior towards the painting just now.

As for the gunfight that just happened…

Maybe it was a regular thing to these people, and there was nothing strange about it.

“Is there another ‘The Nameless Maiden’? And the one you destroyed is fake?”

Since this guy revealed his identity and seemed sincere, it was easy for people to believe in his words.

He just drunk a little more wine and was not clouded in mind after using marijuana. There was no reason for him to use his family’s reputation as a joke.

“What’s going on? F&C got the painting, and holds the auction… But why is the painting fake and in your hand? Oh, I’m confused!”

“Your purpose is to get that painting, but do you really care about what happened on it?” Urey asked back and continued calmly, “As for the painting… you’ll see it two days later. As for the place, my butler will tell you shortly after.”

After messing up this auction like a mad man, Urey bowed with nonstandard gentleman style, “So, see you soon…”

He turned to walk to the door, but suddenly turned around, seeming reminding of something, “Oh, I’ve told my people to only go against the sponsor of this auction. You see, many of my guys are injured, but yours seem to be good. So I think you’re not going to put me in an awkward situation, are you?”

After speaking, he ignored the many guests here. Urey head shook to order his henchmen in white suits. One of them struck Anna’s neck directly, following Urey to leave with Anna after she fainted.

“I’m really sorry to disturb everyone’s interest. Two days later, we will treat you well.” Butler Edgar tried to make peace.

Although the tone and even the actions were impeccable— those words were said with a tough attitude.

“The place is…”

Edgar quickly spoke out an address, with smile, “Anyway, the Typica’s Family is very willing to make friends with you.”

At this moment, three white-suit followers aimed at two men in the server’s suit, and brought them to Edgar, “These two guys were hiding on the cleaning lifting crane outside the wall.”

He went to Edgar and whispered with lowering head, “They’re policemen.”

Edgar’s eyes shrunk unnoticeably, glancing over Yelgo and Victor— he found these two policemen were very calm at this time.

Maybe they knew any extra action and words would get themselves into a more dangerous situation.

“Take them away first, don’t make widely known.”

Edgar indifferently said with a leisurely manner… The old butler seemed more tolerant than every other one here. He glanced at all guests and gave a standard bow, “Then, I’ll go first as well, everybody.”

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“This is unacceptable! Humph!!”

After Typica’s Family completely left, a fat man in the corner suddenly banged the table, “Typica’s Family is just a group of boorish fellows who can only sell weapons, it’s nothing at all! Humph!”

The fat man said this, but seemed not to intend to continue talking. He waved his hand, leaving the banquet hall with his men.

Looking at this fat man that left, other guests seemed to tacitly approve that, silently leaving this place—Of course, it would be safer if one could leave as quickly as possible.

Efim’s men didn’t dare to move at this time— After Anna had been taken away, another man immediately took over her work to control the site under Efim’s commands.

Efim wouldn’t go on to offend these displeased guests, so he didn’t stop them.

Perhaps no one noticed that very quiet table…Or they might had noticed, but subconsciously they didn’t think anything wrong about it.

“Auction the real ‘The Nameless Maiden’.” Luo Qiu looked out of the window at this time, the bullet holes left on the glass wall had already left many cracks, like flowers, on it.

Luo Qiu chose to do nothing this time; but meanwhile, as a new guest, Urey would have to face an unknown result that was hard to guess.

Going into a daze for a moment, Luo Qiu suddenly knocked the table slightly, before quietly saying, “Aren’t you going to come out? We’ll leave right now.”

The table cloth had been uncovered, and a figure climbed out from the bottom of the table.

Slightly differing with what he saw before, the lady had torn her dress— The long dress had turned into a miniskirt, but it seemed more suitable.

Vera looked at the scene firstly, and found the whole banquet hall to be empty— Except for these two people at the table…Well, should be three people if one took her into account.

She sat down on the table, both hands supporting her body from the back, “When did you find me?”

“Actually I just want to knock the table.”

Unexpectedly, the club boss gave her such a sentence now.

Luo Qiu said with a gesture, “Have you ever watched a movie? The person that leaves at last may not be the last person. There will be someone else coming out after giving a knock and and a threat.”

Vera couldn’t help laughing, “You take everything that happened here as a movie?”

Luo Qiu said softly, “I think it’s much interesting than a movie.”

“Who are you?”

Vera lowered her head as sitting on the table. She seemed taller than Luo Qiu and You Ye who were sitting on the stool, “Why did Urey just sit here to talk with you?”

“Miss, don’t you think it’s impolite to get too close?” You Ye reminded without emotion.

Vera shrugged and adjusted her sitting position.

“Miss Vera, let’s finish up for today.”

Luo Qiu then stood up, “I’m just a businessman, if you want to trade with me, you’ll be always welcome.”

She was surprised that the man knew and called out her name directly.

She guessed who the man was in mind; and meanwhile she calmly asked, “Will you? I even don’t know what business you’re doing or your address. So such a welcome is too insincere, isn’t it?”

“If necessary, Miss Vera will find me.” Luo Qiu slightly said, “As long as you think of me in your heart, I’ll show up in front of you.”

Vera’s eyes sparkled. This was interesting; and also, she sensed an unusual feeling— She wasn’t interested in this man, but his words.

The mysterious feeling seemed to keep emitting from the man—This was nothing but a fatal attraction for Vera, who had a pathological instinct to explore.

She suddenly wanted to destroy the atmosphere.

She had the nature that didn’t allow her to be passive. So she came down from the table, walking to the mysterious guy and whispered near his ear, “Really? You’ll show up even if I’m in my room?”

“Yes, Even if Miss Vera is in your own room, as long as you need me…Then we will be present in front of you.” Luo Qiu didn’t want to move.

He was unwilling to explain some matters here carefully… except this one, “Because, Miss Vera’s beauty fascinates me.”

“Thank you for the praise.”

Vera quietly opened the distance between him.

She instinctively hated to hear the words such as ‘beauty’ when she was praised.

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The door of the banquet hall had been opened again; meanwhile, Vicar came out from the hiding place, hurriedly running to Vera and curiously asking, “Who are they?”

“Weird guys.”

‘They know my identity’— Vera didn’t say this sentence out.

The calmness from the conversation hadn’t disappeared till now.

Vicar rarely saw Vera’s in a situation where she was anxious and tried to cover it— There was no doubt that Vera had a pair of legs with perfect proportion, which was obvious after the dress had been torn. But to Vicar, it was way below the of her expression on her face.

My god… there was even someone that could give Miss Vera such a headache besides those old-fogies of the family. Was it an illusion… Such thoughts began to come out of Vicar’s brain.

“Though I failed once, I should try again to put a tracker on this guy…” Vera gently bit her fingers, speaking to herself.

This behavior gave Vicar an unexpected feeling.

What was it?

It was probably… what the hell!!!

“What are you looking at?” Vera suddenly looked at Vicar at this moment, frowning.

Vicar hurriedly shook his head and said, “I’m waiting for your orders. You are my boss.”

Vera rolled up her eyes… Then, she suddenly touched her chest— From the low-cut evening dress, Vera pulled out a small make-up mirror.

When opening the folding mirror, a screen-like item rather than a mirror was seen. Vera chuckled, putting it in Vicar’s hand, “Stare at it, and see where he stops his car.”

“This is…”

“It’s the location of the boss of Typica’s Family.” Vera said indifferently, “I secretly installed it on his shoe sole.”