Upon hearing Jane’s words, Harriet sighed and put down the soup bowl on the table, "The old master is too ignorant and immature even at his age; He still indulges in hanging out a lot in brothels without caring about business, so that the young master has become so angry. The Wordsworth’s tragedy was not unrelated to him.""That's true. The old master married the bosom friend of the young master's mother as his new wife as soon as the madam passed away, and he drove the teenage miss and the newborn young master to live in Hyacinth Garden without mercy."Jane sat down and picked up the bowl to feed Heloise as she said.Had Reginald's mother passed away?So, his mother and his sister were all no longer alive, weren’t they?Heloise mechanically chewed the rice Jane fed her, thinking of Reginald's childish gestures towards her while they were lying in bed.Every family had its own pain.However, Reginald's family had nothing to do with her. She was now trying to find a way to leave Hyacin
Heloise set up an electronic synthesized voice and then called all the TV stations, self-published media, newspapers and magazines in the PHOENIXFELL Empire without leaving out."Hello, I'm reporting to your department that Councilman Brady Brook is setting up a sinister superstitious ritual of drawing on ghosts and cursing people at home. If you rush over now, you can catch a live shot, if you're late, your opponents will seize the headlines ahead of you."Heloise curled her lips in satisfaction and swiveled around in the swivel chair, hearing the electronic synthesized voice blaring from the computer.Perfect!After the phone call, Heloise hung up all the calls in a blaze of speed and reopened the surveillance screen, porting the hawthorn water and sipping it leisurely.The media had the keenest sense of smell, even if the call came inexplicably.Five minutes later, the media arrived at the outside of Brook’s house one after another. The group of journalists were hiding in the dark
"Young master." The butler squatted down on the ground to put on his shoes for him, and while putting them on, he said stiffly, "Old master asked me to tell you that he promised not to hook whores any more, so please give him another chance and don't deduct his living expenses please."At that, Reginald kicked him to the ground, with a bad face towards him.Ben watched in silence.The butler, well knowing Reginald's unkind temper, quickly stood up and retreated to the side, lowering his head, not daring to say anything.When he was working in this mansion, he was disappointed at himself having to deal with the old and the young master. After all, he was forced to convey what the old master said.Reginald stood there, a pair of eyes turned a little grayer from anger, looking at him grimly and coldly, almost gritting his teeth, "You tell him: it was my mother who established the Wordsworth's, and if he dares to lead another woman back here again, I'll personally castrate him! ""Yes, ye
Reginald took it as soon as he could and turned it over to see the headline position carrying a large photo of a courtyard with a metaphysical ritual, a man sitting in the center with his eyes closed and his mouth open, seemingly reciting some kind of incantation.[Councilmember Brady Brook's home in the middle of the night, a ghost-burying ritual, which is the most sinister and vicious rite.]"A ghost-burying ritual?"Reginald said coldly."It's all superstition." Ben was not a fan of this kind of ritual and said, "I heard that this rite is extremely insidious, it can knock a spirit down to the blackest layers of purgatory, and after suffering a lot of tortures and sufferings, then cause their souls to be vanished, and the spirits will never be able to go back to life.""The Brook’s wants to beat that spirit to death?"Reginald asked, looking at the newspaper."I contacted a couple of media outlets, and only one reporter said he vaguely seemed to hear the virtuoso who cast the spell
Grace sat on the couch, looking at the pair of father and daughter, her face pale as a sheet, and she said weakly, "Brady, Coral, don't you think it's Heloise's spirit that's haunting us? We're holding a ritual at home. How did we suddenly draw on so much media? It was impossible we had leaked the news out ourselves. Why don't we give some underworld currency to Heloise and ask her to spare us?""We are not going to give any underworld currency to her, unless over my dead body."Coral was getting annoyed and couldn't help but give her mother a blank look when she heard this."Alright, now it is not the time to talk about this, it's time about how to solve the problems."Brady sat there, his finger wearing a big ring tapping on the armrest of the sofa.After thinking about it, he looked at Coral with a grave face, "Coral, now it has to be up to you, your image has always been pleasant before. I'll give you a press conference. Go and cry in front of the public that this is really just a
Heloise picked and chose through the huge closet and finally reluctantly grabbed a creamy white loose shirt to wear as a jacket to protect her from being recognized, also with a pair of sunglasses, and walked out of Hyacinth Garden. She hailed a cab and headed straight to the Friendship Mall.Today was the day she met the silver-haired guy to get her fake ID card.At 10:00 p.m., the Friendship Mall was brilliantly lit and bustling.Elegant music wafted from the café on the sixth floor.A young man with a handsome and unassuming face sat against the floor-to-ceiling glass window, placing milk sugar into his coffee cup in a polite manner and then pushing it in front of the girl sitting opposite him."Well, Coral, all news is a passing fad, and the netizens just kick up a fuss for a while and they will forget it soon."Coral sat lazily in the sofa chair, her reddened eyes looking gratefully at the man in front of her, "Darnell, it's really good you're here with me. I don't know how I wou
"Bang!"The coffee fell from her hand and spilled all over on Darnel and her.Her limited edition long skirt and Darnell's white suit pants were all splashed with coffee stains.Darnell hurriedly stood up, frowned at his stained pants, and looked at Coral with some displeasure, "Hey, what's up?"Coral was still looking outwards, a ghastly pale in her face.Darnell was about to follow her to see what was happening outside, while Coral hurriedly pulled him, apologized, "I'm sorry, Darnell, too many things happened in the past two days, when I got distracted, I am ...... sorry, I'm so sorry."She must prevent Darnell from seeing Heloise.Even though she was already planning on abandoning the backup candidate, she couldn't allow Darnell to reunite with the bitch again.She thought Heloise would never get the man Coral gave up."Forget it, let's go to the restroom and deal with it and I'll have some new clothes brought." Darnell said helplessly."Yeah."Coral answered simply and was led to
She was surprised the bitch hadn't been tortured to death yet.Reluctantly, Coral picked up her cellular phone to make a call and had just put it to her ear when a surprised voice came through, "Heloise?""......"Coral stiffened and turned her head to see Darnell, who had changed into a gray suit, standing nearby and was now staring at Heloise in disbelief, his eyes looking as if they had been hooked, completely unable to see that she was still here.It was Darnell Smith.Heloise thought she had come across another old acquaintance.She indifferently looked at him as she stood there, her face wearing a mask of confusion.Darnell came back to his senses, excitedly walking quickly to her and looking her up and down, "Heloise, where have you been for the last three years? Coral and I have been looking for you for a long time.""Are you looking for me?"Heloise was stunned.Since childhood, Coral didn't want to be known as they were sisters, so they were in the same school but never in t