Chapter 966: Chapter 653: Living Map [08] Inviting You Into the Trap
Room Two of Heaven.
Nora Scott leaned diagonally on the chair, her legs crossed, holding a bill in her hand, flipping through it leisurely.
After a good long while, she propped her chin with one hand and asked the man making tea by the window, "I haven’t been in business for one or two years, why is there still so much money?"
The man was dressed formally, impeccably dressed, handsome and elegant. But he was surrounded by a sense of distance and indifference, with an air in every move, one could only watch from afar, not daring to approach.
"Earned using your fame," Alberto Sedgewick poured a cup of tea, took a sip, "The money was transferred to your account last year, didn’t you look?"
Nora Scott threw the ledger on the side table, sat up nonchalantly, "There’s too much money, didn’t notice."
"..."
"Make a condition," Nora Scott glanced at the time, guessed that Frank Ford was about to arrive, and brought the topic to business, "What will it take for you to do what I said?"
Putting down the teacup, Alberto Sedgewick glanced at her, his tone devoid of any warmth, "Impossible."
Nora Scott opened the negotiation indifferently, "A new cargo route from Sand Delta to Anchel?"
Alberto Sedgewick paused for a second, "Considerable."
Nora Scott added, "No charge for you this year."
"Deal."
Alberto Sedgewick agreed without hesitation.
The Sedgewick Family is not like the Durant Family, offering unconditional kindness to Nora Scott. Their relationship is cooperative, seeking benefits from each other. The Sedgewick Family needs Nora Scott’s connections to overcome all obstacles, while Nora Scott can utilize the Sedgewick Family’s manpower and organization to handle orders, conceal her identity, select tasks, and facilitate her actions within her power.
Especially now that Nora Scott is the Hall Master of Biel Hall...
This external support is too significant.
As long as the conditions are reasonable, whatever can be fulfilled, he must try to meet them.
Nora Scott sneered, "You businessmen are disgusting to the core."
Alberto Sedgewick looked at her, "Including your husband?"
"He’s one of the ten best youth newly elected by the country." Nora Scott was a little proud.
Alberto Sedgewick: "..." You’re a non-material cultural heritage inheritor, yet different... let’s not say more.
After a moment, Alberto Sedgewick asked, "Is the Loulanel plan real?"
Nora Scott lifted her eyelids indifferently, "I have my eye on it, don’t pay attention to it."
Lowering his eyes, Alberto Sedgewick was not very interested, responding, "Understood."
Though he had extorted Nora Scott today, dealing with Nora Scott means once surpassed, it’s like pulling a tiger’s whisker. Unless prepared to oppose her, don’t meddle with her identified targets.
This woman has reached her position entirely not by relying on merely her looks.
Seemingly possessing merely an attractive shell, yet when she stomps her foot, the entire Northwest trembles.
At this moment, the door was knocked three times; with Alberto Sedgewick’s permission, a waiter pushed the door open and entered.
The waiter nodded at the two of them respectively, then reported to Alberto Sedgewick, "Master Sedgewick, Luna Durant and Stella Durant, the two sisters, are already in Room One of Heaven, Frank Ford is downstairs, coming up soon."
Alberto Sedgewick nodded, "Understood."
The waiter withdrew.
"You may go." Alberto Sedgewick glanced at Nora Scott.
Nora Scott slowly stood up, "Remember what you promised."
Alberto Sedgewick did not lift his head, "I know."
*
Nora Scott walked out of Room Two of Heaven and met Frank Ford who was just coming up.
"Sis-in-law!"
Frank Ford greeted Nora Scott cheerfully.
The waiter obviously recognized Nora Scott and upon hearing the greeting, looked at Nora Scott in surprise, and then looked at Frank Ford, the gaze towards Frank Ford became much more respectful.
"You’re here," Nora Scott looked at him casually and said, "Go in."
Frank Ford nodded, "Oh. Has the assistant arrived?"
Nora Scott replied vaguely, "Maybe, I just arrived."
So, Frank Ford and Nora Scott were led by the waiter together to Room One of Heaven. The door was knocked three times, and a young man came to open it, tall, with regular features, an imposing aura, exuding an extraordinary presence, but merely here to assist.
"Mr. Ford and Miss Scott," the young man made a gesture of invitation, "Please come in. The gentleman has been waiting for some time."
Frank Ford froze, "Gentleman?"
The young man took a glance at him without chatting, closed the door after the two entered.
At this time, Luna Durant and Stella Durant were just sitting down. Upon seeing them, Stella Durant’s complexion changed slightly, Luna Durant directly jumped up, glared at Nora Scott, "Nora Scott! Why are you here!"
Nora Scott sneered, "You can come, I can’t?"
"What are you here for?!"
"It’s none of your business."
"..."
Luna Durant gritted her teeth angrily.
Stella Durant gave Luna Durant a glance, sending her a signal, Luna Durant, unwillingly, did not dare contradict Stella Durant, much less dare to act recklessly on the territory of the Living Map and Master Sedgewick, forcibly swallowing her anger, sat down obediently.
The young man did not pay attention to their disputes, nodding politely, "Please, both of you."
Room One of Heaven was quite large, two rooms, inner and outer, with a bamboo curtain separating them. The outer room was a Chinese-style tea room, decor and arrangement with taste, a long table in the middle, two seats on each side, one seat at each end.
Luna Durant and Stella Durant sat on one side, Nora Scott and Frank Ford sat on the other, four people sitting face to face.
After they were seated, the young man went into the inner room, in no more than two minutes, a man swaggering came out. A man of about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, lacking the dignified aura fitting the tea room, a bit careless, yet handsome, with a bit of Martial World flavor in every move.
"You’re here?"
He glanced at the four, holding a folding fan, walked over, and sat at one end of the tea table.
Frank Ford felt the voice familiar and hurriedly asked, "Are you the Living Map’s assistant?"
"I am." The man opened the folding fan, nodded to Frank Ford theatrically, "My name is Jared Oliveira."
"Hello." Frank Ford was quite courteous, "Frank Ford."
"I want to see the Living Map." Stella Durant did not waste words with them, directly saying, "Name your price freely." Saying this, she glanced at the two opposite, "You must refuse to cooperate with them."
"Talking money hurts feelings." Jared Oliveira folded the fan, put it in his hand, tapped the table with the fan’s leaf, toned down his carefree demeanor, "Let’s talk about the purposes from both sides first."
Frank Ford was not in the loop, very straightforwardly started stating the purpose, "I mentioned on the phone, I represent the Geology University’s investigation delegation, wanting to conduct geological research near Lanel City. Last year, we encountered a gang of robbers near there, had to suspend the investigation, now resuming the plan—"
Bla bla bla.
He stated the task meticulously, without any concealment.
However, Luna Durant and Stella Durant opposite were dumbfounded.
What’s going on?
Could it be that Nora Scott wants to hitch a ride on the investigation delegation to conceal her real plan, bringing the Living Map along for contingency On the Road?
Not impossible.
After a long while.
Frank Ford finally finished stating the purpose.
Jared Oliveira looked at Stella Durant and Luna Durant.
Stella Durant maintained a stern expression, glanced at the opposite duo, then spoke to Jared Oliveira, "Regardless of what price the two offer, I’m willing to double it. Our schedule conflicts with theirs and the location is the same. I can only discuss the rest with the Living Map himself."
Her attitude was very firm.
At that moment, someone knocked on the door outside.
"Knock. Knock. Knock."
Jared Oliveira replied impatiently, "Who is it?"
"It’s me."
Outside came a calm word.
The next moment, the door was pushed open.
Everyone looked up to see a tall figure standing at the door, dressed formally, solemn in demeanor, handsome features, making one’s heart tremble for a moment.
Master Sedgewick, Alberto Sedgewick.
Alberto Sedgewick glanced inside, ignoring everyone, his sight fell straight on Jared Oliveira, speaking coolly, "Pretending here again?"
