Chapter 726: Chapter 364: Masko Appears
Just then, whether it was the celebrities at the event or people like David who were watching covertly, all heard bursts of commotion coming from behind.
Turning around, they saw a line of people entering.
When they clearly saw the face of the person in the lead, David and the others were taken aback, and then they understood why there was such a commotion.
Because that person was none other than Elon Musk, the current hotshot in the Arican business community!
On his left was a woman whom David and the others also recognized.
It was the forr President’s daughter, the world’s top supermodel, Ivanka!
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Today, Ivanka was dressed in a deep V-neck red gown, and with her 1.2-ter-long legs and her high-society temperant, she almost eclipsed all the other won at the venue.
“This woman really is a stunner—too bad she got married so early!”
On this note, as Jerry gazed at the enticing Ivanka, he appeared wistfully regretful.
“What does it matter if she’s married? You don’t understand the joys of a young wife!”
David picked up the conversation, his eyes still surveying the top supermodel Ivanka from afar.
Even though Ivanka wasn’t young anymore, both her appearance and temperant remained top-notch—like a ripe peach, she still had a great allure to n.
“Chief Inspector, I never expected you…”
Jerry looked at David with a surprised expression. He wanted to say that he never expected David to be interested in the sa things, but realizing that might co across as disrespectful, he quickly swallowed the rest of his sentence.
“Okay, let’s not focus on these distractions, we’re not here to play.”
David realized he had gone off-topic and quickly cleared his head of the cluttered thoughts.
As for his gaze, it had already shifted from Ivanka to a man standing to the right of Musk, swiftly sizing him up.
[Na: Harlington Wood.]
[Profession: Businessman (Federal Security Service of Bear Country Agent).]
[Monthly inco: 20 million US dollars.]
[Details of inco: Profits through company earnings, sale of intelligence information…]
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Seeing this information erge, David also appeared slightly astonished.
This man nad Harrington was the main sponsor of tonight’s charity dinner.
And his real identity was actually that of a forr KGB agent, now a Federal Security Service of Bear Country agent!
What surprised him even more was that after scrutiny, this man appeared to have nurous financial entanglents with the director of the CIA’s Intelligence Agency.
It seed that the director’s visit today might not be as simple as just attending the dinner—there might be so intelligence transactions in play!
“Alright, everyone, let’s get back to the main event. Next up for auction is a sword from the Roman Empire era—starting bid at 1.5 million dollars, and each incrent must be no less than 100,000 dollars!”
After the host finished speaking, the bidding voices in the room began to rise one after another.
About two minutes later, the price for the sword had already been called up to 600 dollars…
And at that mont, Musk suddenly raised his hand and bood dominantly, “10 million dollars!”
As he spoke, whether it was because of the high price or Musk’s status, the room fell silent.
“10 million once, 10 million twice, 10 million three tis… sold! Thank you, Mr. Musk, for your support of the people in the disaster area!”
Without any surprises, the sword was successfully bid on by Musk.
As the auction continued, Musk, the big spender, only bid a total of three tis, and after acquiring a few items, sat back and watched.
Finally, after more than half an hour had passed,
Harrington, who had arrived with Musk, stood up and said apologetically to Musk and Ivanka, “Excuse for a mont, you two…”
“Go ahead!”
Harrington nodded and headed in the direction of the washroom.
Here, after a brief mont of thought, David also stood up and walked towards the corridor.
After walking more than fifty ters, a restroom appeared ahead, and at that mont, two brawny n stood guarding the entrance.
The bouncer on the right imdiately stretched out his hand to stop David upon seeing their approach, “Sorry sir, please wait a mont before entering!”
“Tell Mr. Harrington I’d like to have a talk with him!”
“Who are you…?”
Upon hearing that David was specifically there to see Harrington, the two bodyguards imdiately beca alert, their gazes continuously scanning the group of people.
“Don’t ask; it’s sothing you wouldn’t want to know.”
“What do you an by that?”
The two bodyguards beca instantly cautious, their hands slowly reaching towards their waists.
Manson and the two with David were not blind, and of course saw the bodyguards’ movents.
For safety, they too began to slowly move their hands.
In this tense mont, just as things seed about to escalate, a voice suddenly entered everyone’s ears.
“What’s going on here?”
Harrington ca out while fastening his belt, looking sowhat confused at the scene.
“Mr. Harrington, these folks said they wanted to talk to you!”
“Oh?”
Harrington turned his head and studied David seriously.
Suddenly, he seed to feel like he had seen the man before him sowhere, but couldn’t quite rember where or when.
“Mr. Harrington, this isn’t the place to talk. How about we find sowhere else to chat?”
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