Capítulo 181: Chapter 181: Dazzled by Gold
William couldn't remember where he had seen the building before and asked Garon, "Garon, what's the name of the building being constructed ahead?"
"Mr. Devonshire, that's Stark Tower," Garon replied.
"Stark?" William was taken aback, but thankfully, he didn't show it on his face or in his voice. "Tony Stark?"
"Yes, sir. I didn't expect you to have heard of Tony, the arms-dealing playboy, even in England."
William chuckled inwardly. He hadn't heard of Tony Stark in England. Before becoming Iron Man, Tony Stark wasn't globally known like he would be later.
He calmly continued to ask, "I heard that Tony Stark's father passed away. When did old Stark die, Garon?"
Garon thought for a few seconds and said, "I believe it was in the early '90s. Sorry, Mr. Devonshire, we only care about the new weapons from Stark Industries, not about the fate of its inventor."
"Alright," William thought. This bit of information was enough. A famous person from the movie world suddenly appearing had already numbed him. He was secretly relieved that it was the movie world; if it were the comic world, he wouldn't set foot in the USA ever again.
The movie world, while dangerous, offered a certain degree of safety if he avoided big cities like New York. Yes, a certain degree of safety, not complete safety.
Watching the Stark Tower construction site recede into the distance, William thought about how he would have to sell his newly purchased mansion in a few years. He wondered if that little chick Ambrosio would scratch his face if she knew his plans.
No matter, he was a super-rich man. He didn't believe Ambrosio would dare to argue with him.
Garon's car drove all the way to the private elevator of William's mansion. After getting out of the car, William waved goodbye to Garon. At the private elevator, he pressed the fingerprint and retinal scanner and took the elevator home.
As soon as he entered, he heard deafening music. Several incredibly beautiful women were crazily dancing and laughing in his living room.
When Ambrosio saw William, she immediately turned off the music and threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly. "Honey, why didn't you tell me you were coming back? I missed you so much these days."
William sniffed and said, "Have you been drinking?"
Hugging William's arm, Ambrosio said coquettishly, "Yes, today is the last day of training camp, so I invited a few good friends over for a party. Honey, do you want to join us?"
It seemed Ambrosio was really drunk. As soon as she finished speaking, William noticed the women's eyes light up, and one chubby-cheeked girl even winked at him several times.
God, William thought, he really wanted to join them, but he couldn't. With a god watching over him, he even exercised cautiously.
He thought it was a pity, kissed Ambrosio on the forehead, and smiled, "No, dear, you go ahead. I'm going to take a shower and rest. I've been busy these days. Don't stay up too late."
"Then let me run the bath for you, honey," Ambrosio, completely ignoring her so-called friends, dragged William to the master bedroom on the top floor.
The girls in the living room cursed inwardly, wishing they were the ones dragging William.
After Ambrosio and William went upstairs, the chubby-cheeked girl sat on the sofa, angrily downed a big glass of champagne, and gulped it down.
The others also sat on the sofa, silent and depressed. They had encouraged Ambrosio to have a party at home, hoping that if William was there, they might be able to steal him away.
After a few minutes of silence, the chubby-cheeked girl said unwillingly, "Do you think Devonshire is impotent? Otherwise, why would he go upstairs without even looking at us?"
"Who knows? Maybe he doesn't like us, or maybe he's really as tired as he said. Anyway, we came for nothing."
"How about we sneak upstairs and take a look?" a Latina girl whispered.
"God, are you crazy? If William Devonshire gets angry, we'll be in big trouble. He's a billionaire and an English earl heir. If you're crazy, don't drag us down with you."
Ignoring the girls' scheming downstairs, William finished his shower and dragged Ambrosio to exercise. After an hour and a half, Ambrosio, exhausted, went downstairs yawning.
"Sorry, girls. I didn't expect William to come back today. That's all for tonight. You can stay anywhere except the master bedroom. I'm going to rest. I'm so tired. Good night, girls."
Seeing Ambrosio's flushed face and boastful look, the girls gritted their teeth in anger. They cursed William as a coward for hiding upstairs and not coming down. They glanced at each other, snorted, grabbed their things, and left in a huff.
William had been paying attention to downstairs the entire time. When he saw the girls leaving sensibly, he was secretly pleased. After coaxing Ambrosio to sleep, he quietly got up at 2 AM, changed into his night gear, and left.
Under the cover of night, he slipped into the nearby Trinity Church, using his mental powers to scan and avoid cameras as he made his way to the basement.
Reaching the basement, William turned on his flashlight and swept it across a tombstone, ecstatic. The name engraved on it was Ryan Plankinton. This was it. Finally, he had found it.
Using his mental powers to scan the tombstone, he sensed a hidden passage inside. But he didn't enter the passage, knowing it was filled with rotting wooden ladders that had been there for over 200 years. In the real world, if the ladder collapsed while he was on it, he'd be in big trouble.
Moreover, even if he went in, he needed the aquamarine snuff bottle to open the mechanism.
After scanning all the surrounding tombstones, he soon found a hidden passage a few meters away from the Plankinton tombstone.
Carefully opening the passage, his mental powers sensed inside and he was overjoyed. This passage had stone stairs. He immediately climbed in.
Using his mental powers to sense everything around him, he cautiously avoided traps, winding down for over ten minutes until he felt he was dozens of meters underground and finally entered a huge underground chamber.
Shining his flashlight around, he saw flashes of gold. The reflections were from gold items. Looking at the massive treasure before him, William's hands trembled with excitement. The Devonshire family treasure, sought after for generations, had finally been found by him.
Trying to calm himself, he knew now wasn't the time to get excited. How was he going to store all this treasure? Transporting it was easy; he could open a portal. Gold and jewelry could be stored directly in his storage space and taken back to the castle. But the large antique items were a problem. He didn't know where to store them.
Forget it, now wasn't the time to deal with the treasure. Setting the portal coordinates, he returned to the church basement and meticulously put the tombstone back in place.
After carefully checking several times to ensure no trace of tampering, William opened the portal and returned to the underground chamber.
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