Her Marriage: The Night is Still Young Chapter 82: You Must Marry Me

Josephine Thompson was still sowhat fearful after hearing this.

"The police are currently investigating, they should have results soon."

"Josephine, this can’t go on, it’s obvious soone wants to harm you."

"Co back to Caldwen with , I’ll protect you!"

Josephine Thompson glanced up at him and firmly shook her head, "It’s okay, I’ve hired a new batch of bodyguards, and will be more cautious in the future."

Julian Grant still looked worried, "That won’t do, hidden threats are difficult to guard against. Co back with to Caldwen, and I’ll handle everything else for you."

"There’s really no need; I have important business to attend to in Northwood!"

"I won’t be leaving Northwood in the short term."

Julian Grant looked helpless upon hearing this, "In that case, let find so bodyguards for you to ensure your safety at all tis."

"You’ll find them for ?"

"Don’t worry, the bodyguards I find are absolutely reliable and professional. They are retired security personnel from The Cerulean Sea and special forces veterans!"

Josephine Thompson’s eyes lit up and she nodded, "Alright! I’ll leave it to you then."

Julian Grant felt warmth in his heart, looking at her deeply, "Don’t say that. As long as you’re safe and sound, I can be at ease."

Josephine Thompson smiled softly, "Hmm~, as a token of appreciation, I plan to sell you a Shengli Dynasty Jade God from our collection at the lowest price."

"Really? How’s the quality? Let see the item first."

Josephine Thompson frowned slightly, "This treasure is currently in the Audenburg exhibition hall."

"I can only show you so pictures for now."

"Alright, that’ll do."

"Follow then."

Josephine Thompson put down the item she was holding and led him to the computer desk.

She then opened a folder and clicked on a few photos from the computer library.

"You can take a look first."

The photos Josephine Thompson opened showed

a jade statue sitting on a lotus pedestal, the creamy white jade radiating soft light under the play of light and shadow.

The Buddha’s face was plump and rounded, with eyes downcast as if filled with compassion, and a subtle, almost imperceptible smile at the corner of its lips.

It vividly displayed the ample beauty and elegance of Buddha statues from the prosperous Shengli Dynasty era.

"This Jade God was crafted by a renowned master and was originally offered by The Martial Empress at a pagoda in Rhovan."

"Look at the carving of the robes, it’s exceptional. The lines are smooth and full, with distinct folds, like a veil draping over the body, faintly revealing its contours. This is exactly the typical technique of Shengli Dynasty jade carving known as ’thin robes adhering to the body’."

Julian Grant gazed at her intently as she explained seriously.

This was the first ti she had spoken so much in one breath while they were together.

However, he couldn’t understand a word she was saying, he just knew it must be sothing valuable.

"Look at the face structure, Shengli Dynasty statues emphasize the ’triple division and five-eye’ proportion. The white hair whorl between the eyebrows of this Jade God is full and smooth, with the nose and brow naturally flowing together. The earlobes are thick and hang down to the shoulders, completely adhering to the sculpting standards of that ti."

She then brought up an enlarged section of the image, pointing to the ornants on the Jade God’s wrists, "Moreover, the details of these accessories, the inlaid turquoise is slightly worn, but you can see it was originally crafted with the gold-inlaid jade technique popular during the Shengli Dynasty."

"Even more rare, the bottom of the lotus seat bears the inscription ’Year Fifteen of the Ascendant Era’, which is extrely rare among the surviving Shengli Dynasty jade carvings today."

Julian Grant smiled in admiration, gazing at her in fascination, "Josephine, you know so much."

Her earnest manner of explanation.

Intellectual allure, beauty unbounded, exuding a rich scholarly air.

When it cos to her area of expertise, she surprisingly becos loquacious.

Josephine Thompson showed a few more pictures to him, "Hmm~, this is the finest quality we have. It was originally privately held by our family, not ant for sale."

"However, this price exceeds the budget. When we acquired it at auction over ten years ago, the bidding price was already two billion six hundred million."

Julian Grant smiled nonchalantly, "Don’t ntion it, no matter the price, I can afford it."

Josephine Thompson frowned, feeling a bit troubled.

Such a well-preserved Shengli Dynasty Jade God has a market value exceeding ten billion now.

Moreover, it has imnse potential for appreciation in the future.

The antique market.

With a good enough condition, these items truly increase in value over ti.

"This Buddha statue’s current market value is already over ten billion; if taken to the auction house, it could fetch at least over ten billion."

Julian Grant laughed heartily, "Alright, no problem! Swipe the card!"

Josephine Thompson’s chest tightened, feeling both amused and exasperated, "... No, what I ant to tell you was the value."

Julian Grant: "Yes, it’s worth it."

Josephine Thompson: "Can you let finish speaking?"

"Ha~, go ahead, I’m listening."

Josephine Thompson thought for a mont, pondering for two minutes, "Alright, how about I give you a fifty percent discount."

Julian Grant looked shocked, "Ah? Do antique prices fluctuate that much?"

Josephine Thompson couldn’t help but roll her eyes at him, "How could that be possible?"

"You can take this Ancient God to any auction house to ask about the market. If it’s valued under ten billion, our entire family’s collection of antiques and rare items will be given to you for free."

"The reason I’m offering a fifty percent discount is because you previously..."

Before she could finish her sentence.

Julian Grant burst into laughter, "Hahaha~, so my presence is worth five billion?"

"Fine, I’ll consider it your dowry."

Pfft!

Josephine Thompson listened, her face turning instantly into a blank line.

"Julian Grant, can you be a bit serious?"

"I am being serious! You’ve saved five hundred million, I must marry you to repay the favor."

"...ugh, shut up."

"Hahaha, Josephine, I love watching you roll your eyes. Your eye rolls are the most beautiful I’ve ever seen."

Just as he was speaking.

"Bang!" went the door.

Evelyn Thorne pushed the door open forcefully, like a robber breaking into a room.

The last thing Julian said happened to be overheard by her.

She imdiately teased him in a sarcastic tone, "Oh wow, Mr. Eye Roll, you like people rolling their eyes at you, huh?"

"Co on, let roll my eyes at you to death."

As Evelyn barged in.

Manager Linton and several security guards rushed in frantically, "Miss, you can’t go in."

Unfortunately.

These people couldn’t stop this rebellious teenage troublemaker.

"President Thompson, she insists on getting in, we can’t stop her at all!"

Josephine Thompson smiled gently, "No worries, she’s my friend, you all can leave now."

"Oh? She’s President Thompson’s friend, then it’s fine!"

Evelyn Thorne glared angrily at Julian Grant, "Grant the Dog, you’re sothing else, aren’t you! Where do you think you can escape to? Let tell you, even if you escape to outer space, I can chase you down."

Julian Grant coughed awkwardly, looking hopeless, "...geez, how did you find here again?"

"How I found you isn’t your concern. You must go back and marry ."

Evelyn Thorne, afraid he’d run away again, jumped onto him fiercely.

Like a koala hugging a tree, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, her arms firmly locked around his throat.

"Let’s see where you run off to now?"

Julian Grant grabbed her arms, trying hard to shake her off, "Goddess, I beg of you, have rcy on this poor monk!"

"Forced happiness isn’t true happiness, please have so rcy, stop bothering ."

Evelyn Thorne clung onto him with persistence, "No way, you must marry . If you don’t, I won’t be able to inherit the property."

"My mom says as long as I marry you, I can share the inheritance equally with my two brothers. Otherwise, I won’t get a single cent."

"Get off quickly, let marry you, I might as well beco a monk then."

Julian Grant was frustrated to the point of having a headache, gripping her wrist strongly, forcing her off and tossing her onto the sofa.

"Stop being crazy, my heart belongs to soone else, I can’t marry you."

Evelyn Thorne widened her eyes, then looked at Josephine Thompson.

"Oh~ I know you like Ms. Thompson."

"I’ve never said I want to stop you from pursuing her, have I? Even after marrying , you can still chase Ms. Thompson!"

"I’ve said it before, I just want the marriage certificate. After we’re married, you do your thing, I’ll do mine, we won’t bother each other."

Hah!

Julian Grant felt an itch all over, resisting the urge to spit blood, "You better give up on this idea, I’m telling you, it’s not possible."

Seeing him still disagree.

Evelyn Thorne pouted, looking serious, "Or how about this? The three of us can get married together."

"We can immigrate to Zarathos, where you can have multiple wives. Monday, Wednesday, Friday you sleep with Ms. Thompson, Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday you sleep with . On Sunday, Ms. Thompson and I sleep, give you a day off."

Hah!

Five spits of blood in a row.

Julian Grant listened, furious but laughing at the sa ti.

"Mona, just shut up! Every word that cos out of your mouth needs to be pixelated."

"..." Josephine Thompson was also dumbfounded by what she heard.

Such wild, gutsy words, and she said them so smoothly.

Evelyn Thorne snorted, then walked over to Josephine Thompson, "Ms. Thompson, don’t worry. I’m not here to destroy you and Grant the Dog, I’m here to join you guys."

"Please understand, I’m really out of options. I’m begging, I really don’t want to live the rest of my life as a pauper. Could you persuade Grant the Dog to marry , please?"

"As soon as we get the marriage certificate, he can still be with you."

"...um!" Josephine Thompson was speechless.

It was the first ti she had encountered sothing like this, her mind temporarily shut down!

Julian Grant was so angry his heart hurt, "Evelyn Thorne, I beg you, stop being crazy, I swear, even in death I can’t marry you, just give up this thought."

Evelyn Thorne looked earnest, "Don’t die yet, before you die you still have to get the marriage certificate with . Even if you die, I’ll marry you in a ghost wedding, I must marry you in this lifeti."

"What’s wrong with you? I really give up on you."

Julian Grant finished speaking, looking to escape again.

Evelyn Thorne was quick to grab the back of his shirt, "Where do you think you’re going? You stop right there!"

Julian Grant shook his shirt hard, "Don’t follow , I really don’t want to see you."

Evelyn Thorne clung like a persistent dog, hanging onto his back, being dragged on the ground multiple tis, "Stop, you can’t escape."

Josephine Thompson watched, worried they’d break the porcelain in the office, "Could you both calm down a bit? Everything in my office is fragile and can’t be bumped."

"Alright, alright, we’ll sit down and talk this over slowly."

Evelyn Thorne: "As long as you agree to marry , I can agree to any condition you have. I won’t interfere with your life after marriage, I’ve backed down this far, what more do you want?"

"It’s not that, it’s just that we’re really not suitable for each other."