Chapter 1766

Madam Marie blinked at him as if thinking about it. A pause later, she said, "Including my grandfather's collection, there are ten rooms' worth of antiques in this manor. If you don't mind, Mister Penn, I'd like to sell each room's collection for one billion dollars. Ten rooms would cost a total of ten billion dollars."

"Ten billion?"

Wilbur frowned, but Harold was quicker to speak up. "Madam Marie, Mister Albus said that the collections in the ten rooms were worth between thirty to fifty billion dollars... and that's the price range from ten years ago. After a decade, these antiques would surely be worth well over fifty billion dollars. You..."

"Enough, Harold," Madam Marie said, looking at Harold with red-rimmed eyes. "You know how severe Dad's illness is. No one but Mister Penn is going to buy all these antiques in one go, and I need the money now. I can't wait any longer."

"I'm sorry, Madam."

Harold bowed in apology to Marie, retreating to the side wordlessly.

Ten billion dollars was an astronomical amount of money to her, and

a look at the collection first. Would that

"Yes, of course."

to the ten rooms, opening them one by one. "These are my father

scrambled to say, "Don't you worry, Madam Marie. As long as these antiques are worth it, I

"Thank you, thank you."

inside. Wilbur searched the room

then the third, all the way until he had finished searching all ten rooms. There were a little over

top of that, Wilbur had come across a pair of leather gloves with a special spirit energy

a dark corner of the room, emitting

this, and said at once, "These gloves were made from the metal forged from a meteorite, a malleable metal that looked almost like leather. The gloves are actually made of metal. You've got a good eye, Mister Penn. If you say yes to this

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