Mystery: The Witch and the Calamity

"Ms. Ianna, you are the most beautiful woman tonight."

Although there are not many women tonight...

After this short period of precipitation, Joyce's mentality has become calm. Since Ianna dared to meet him in public, it meant that she didn't want to...or dare to do anything to herself.

After figuring this out, he even thought of making things difficult for Yianna:

"If I remember correctly, you are Major General Bright's companion."

The underlying meaning of this sentence is to say that we are obviously people from two camps. If you weasel pays New Year greetings to chickens, it is close to me in my set!

Ianna didn't care, the amorous expression between her eyebrows and eyes was very attractive, and she said with a smile:

"General Bright is my good friend, but in comparison, I prefer to make friends with young talents like Mr. Best!"

Huh, as expected of a "witch", she is direct enough... If it weren't for the existence of extraordinary people in this hall, Yianna would not dare to use too much extraordinary ability, and she might be overwhelmed... But the "happy witch" His passive ability is also very powerful!

Joyce took a sip of cold champagne to suppress the throbbing in his heart:

"Ms. Ianna just joked, let me take the liberty to ask a question, do you know my father, Mr. William Best?"

Ianna was caught off guard by this temptation. She was puzzled at first, then seemed a little surprised, and finally her eyes brightened a little... It's a pity that she is not an "audience" and can't see more. Joyce regrets not bringing Sophia with her coming.

"William mentioned me to you?"

There was more joy in her tone, and she even sped up her speech a lot.

Sure enough, she had crossed paths with William, but why did she look like a woman who was ruthlessly thrown away by William but never left him... Is this the instinct of a witch?

Joyce sighed inwardly, and replied:

"I mentioned it twice, but only by your name, so I didn't recognize you when I first saw you."

Ianna's expression was disappointed and a little bit unwilling, she explained:

"William is one of the best men I've ever met and I've always admired him."

Only ghosts believe it! Joyce resisted the urge to curl his lips, and heard her continue to whisper:

"Before he took part in the last mission that cost him his life, William said he would give me a gift, but unfortunately I never had the chance to receive it again..."

"Has he mentioned this to you?"

"I'm sorry, no." Joyce pretended to recall, and then firmly denied.

"Maybe it's because we don't have this fate." Ianna was silent for a while, then asked chattingly:

"I heard that General Gordon admires you very much. Tonight's banquet is held for you?"

Joyce didn't understand what he meant, and said righteously:

"General Gordon is my father's comrade-in-arms for many years and my beloved elder. Both of them have always been the goals I want to be."

"You and William are really similar." Ianna looked at Joyce with that nostalgic look, almost letting the latter fall into it, and then said in a seductive tone:

"I'm getting more and more interested in you, maybe we can have an in-depth exchange."

In-depth communication, how in-depth? Don't mess with me... Joyce thought about it, tilted his head and asked, "Aren't we chatting?"

Ianna was amused by his question, covered her mouth and smirked, and said at the same time:

"Next week, I plan to hold a dance party. I wonder if I can invite you to attend?"

"You can send the invitation to 14 Storn Street. If I have time, I will definitely attend. No man is willing to refuse a lady like you."

Joyce agreed with his lips, but he had the opposite idea in his heart: If you kill me, I won't even go!

After getting an affirmative answer, Ianna wanted to say something more, but suddenly her face became ugly, and it returned to normal after a second, and then she said goodbye:

"Then I will await the arrival of the baron."

Joyce watched Ianna's graceful figure go further and further away, but was surprised to find that she did not return to the crowd, nor did she accompany Major General Brett, but walked out of the hall directly and left the banquet.

It's a bit too straightforward to go. Is the gas tank at home leaking? Joyce speculated maliciously, but soon continued to deal with the guests who came to greet him.

The dinner continued in a warm atmosphere. After the sky darkened, the guests left one after another. After bidding farewell to General Gordon, Joyce got into the carriage when he came.

The carriage started slowly, and Joyce, who was used to leaning on the comfortable cushion, began to think about his own gains and losses. the truth.

His first instinct was right, Yianna was here for him, and even attracted Brett for this, otherwise, how could he, a major general and a nobleman, attend a banquet without being invited? That was very disrespectful behavior.

From this point of view, the relationship between the two of them is not as simple as a mistress. Considering that Brett's family has always been loyal to the royal family...Ianna and Brett may be the person in charge of human trafficking arranged by George III in Rorsted...

Ianna showed no ill will towards herself, and she probably didn't recognize me as the person in the café yesterday afternoon.

Another point is that Joyce previously speculated that the reason why Ianna monitored him was to find Emily, but now this conclusion has been completely overturned...

Ianna didn't mention any questions about Emily at all, and seemed to be completely unaware of his relationship with Emily, but showed extraordinary concern for William's affairs, and seemed to want to get William from Joyce what's left...

Today's unexpected harvest is to learn that his current Baron status actually came from Brett's help! It's a pity that General Gordon obviously knew the inside story, at least a part of it, but he was unwilling to make it clear...

You said that you are not a fortuneteller, what kind of magic stick are you pretending to be!

Thinking about it, Joyce suddenly felt a little drowsy, which may be caused by excessive alcohol intake, and slowly, he fell asleep.

He thought he would be woken up by the coachman Karl, but in his sleep, he felt an inexplicable pain in his head, as if an iron rod had been inserted into his brain, and he even stirred it around.

He yelled involuntarily, his voice was high-pitched and sharp, and his nose and tears flowed out physiologically.

Waiting for the pain to ease slightly, he raised his head and found himself in a small airtight room, with two candles hanging on the wall, burning strongly, reflecting a not-so-bright orange light.

Joyce was being tied to a chair, and a masked man was sitting in front of him, staring at him playfully.

"Who are you? Where is this? Where's Karl?"

After sending out the second contract, the book was finally successfully signed. But as a newcomer and new book, there is currently no channel for exposure and recommendation, so I can only rely on the recommendation of book friends, thank you Shanren here. I will try my best to update. If you have any ideas, you can also put them in the comment area. I will restore and modify them as appropriate, thank you.