Chapter 28 You Owe Me

The old Kliman had a good plan. He had sent someone to find Andy as soon as possible at all costs to make amends.

Unfortunately, they couldn't see Auston as they wanted.

As long as Auston was willing, no one from the Kliman family could ever touch corner of his clothes.

While the old Kliman and Albert were waiting outside, they saw Hedda lead a handsome man who was at most twenty-eight years old into the manor in a hurry.

Albert's eyes darkened. "Who is this person?"

He had never seen him in British social circle before.

In fact, Albert was right.

Because this man was not English at all.

He was a Spanish named Gasol Sobreno. When he was studying business in Oxford, he knew Auston.

Auston had always been a very cold person.

Like Garcia and others were just business partners.

Gasol Sobreno was the only friend he had ever admitted.

At this moment, Auston was sitting behind a large desk, with impatience in his grey and blue eyes.

"Why do you suddenly come to England? I don't have time to entertain you now."

"Oh, oh, man, don't be so excited."

Gasol added, "I know. Poor Andy was lost by you."

Auston raised his head instantly. "Get out!"

It was Auston's good temper that he didn't say "fuck off".

"I'm just curious. Why haven't you changed your temper all these years?" Gasol added.

Auston was cold and hard to approach!

Unlike him.

The temperaments of Gasol and Auston were extremely different.

Few people could see that Gasol was angry.

He always had a smile on his face, and his eyes were like attractive peach blossoms fascinating so many girls.

However, what was unpredictable and depressed was that Auston, who had a poker face all day long, was almost as popular as Gasol.

"Take a look at this and decide whether to kick me out or not."

With a smile on his face, Gasol handed a list to Auston.

Coincidentally, it was his grandfather's eighty-year-old birthday.

Porcelain was his favorite.

Especially Chinese porcelain.

After all, their porcelain was always a little bit worse than China's

Gasol happened to hear that a porcelain body painting enamel blue landscape bowl made during the Yongzheng period of Qing Dynasty, was sold at a famous private auction house in the UK

In order to please the old grandfather, Gasol was determined to get it.

When he got the auction list, Gasol found something more interesting than antiques.

He smiled at Auston.

"Do you still want to kick me out now?"

Auston leaned back on the chair. He was half-relaxed now.

God knew that in the past few days, he was like a fully drawn bow, as if he would be broken in the next second.

Auston kept worrying about Andy's safety.

He was afraid that Andy had already…

Now, even in the underground auction house, at least he was safe.

"Thank you."

Auston said sincerely, "What do you want? How about the land in Borunia? I can give it to you."

Cavendish was never stingy.

Let alone the matter of the heir.

"Oh, come on."

Gasol handed a bright red invitation to Auston.

"Here you are. As for the reward, you owe me first."

He was so happy to joke with Auston.

"Just take it as you owe me a wish. Whenever I want to fulfill it, you must give me anything I want."

"Sure."

Auston agreed without hesitation.

"You can ask anything you want."

He knew that Gasol wouldn't say some wishes for fun just like jokes.

For example, let him die.

Or he could give Cavendish's property to him.

Even if Auston really gave him these two things, Gasol wouldn't dare to take them.

"Okay, I'm leaving."

Gasol patted his buttocks and left. Just as he left, an ordinary car drove into the company.

Emily brushed past him. Neither of the two saw each other.

"No news."

Frustrated, Emily said, "I asked my friend to check the flight information of Andy after he disappeared."

It was not legal. God knew how much effort she had made.

There were indeed children at the same age as Andy who left London by plane.

But after investigation, they were not Andy.

"No, thanks."

Auston handed the list to Emily.

"Andy has been found."

He was in the Modi underground auction house, which was the largest black market in the UK and even in Europe.

Antiques, drugs, arms.

They were already the most common goods.

Organs and people, at present, were the most eye-catching goods there.

Yes, human life was just a commodity in that world where money was the all-important.

Auston once heard that a blonde beauty from Russia was sold at a sky-high price of thirty million pounds!

Emily grabbed the pamphlet from Auston's hand.

From the pamphlet, Emily saw that Andy closed his eyes. And it made her heart ache.

"Is he okay?"

Emily wanted to ask more.

She wanted to ask Andy if he had been injected with drugs that he shouldn't have.

She wanted to ask if Andy was hurt.

However, when Emily opened her mouth, she found that she couldn't utter a single word.

"I don't know."

Auston said in a bitter tone.

Now they had no choice but to wait. They had no idea where Andy was.

If they acted rashly, they would alert the enemy.

Fortunately, Auston didn't wait too long.

Three days later, the auction began on time.

Dozens of gentlemen in suits and leather shoes walked into the magnificent hall in succession.

They shook hands and talked about the goods in a low voice.

They looked so decent as if they were attending a normal auction.

"Calm down!"

A man in a gray tie shouted with a hammer in his hand.

"Now, please show our first auction item, a delicate doll from a distant country!"

Strangely enough, they never used the word "human" to describe these poor auction items.

Instead, he used all kinds of strange words.

It seemed that in this way, they could hide the truth from God and ignore their crimes.

An iron cage as high as a person was pushed up.

The auctioneer was so excited that his face turned red. He quickly uncovered the black cloth covering the cage.

Wearing a white robe, Andy slept quietly in the middle of the cage.

"The starting price is nine million euros!"

"Clap!"

Before the hammer fell, a bullet shot in from nowhere and hit the spot between the auctioneer's eyebrows, bursting out a radiant blood.