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Chapter 687 Order, I heard it!(2/4)

Alas, but I can never find the entrance to true depravity."

Neo turned his head

Looking to the west, there is the direction of the cemetery where his wife is buried:

"Eliza, when will I fall, and when will I end?"

"puff."

The cigarette butt was spit out and fell on the rooftop.

Neo opened his hands and began to deliberately walk on the edge of the railing. As he walked, he put down his hands, because he didn't use his hands to maintain balance at all, and he walked very steadily.

"Damn, it's so tiring trying to find the joy of living."

...

"He's here, is he Leon?"

Vic obviously did not expect that the person who stopped and waited was actually Leon.

"He is more loyal than you." Alfred said bluntly.

"But I'm stronger than him."

They are both former young masters. One has lost his teacher and the other has lost his family. But in terms of hierarchy, Vic is much higher than Leon. If Rasma hadn't disappeared, he would have been beaten into a symbol of the old school again.

After encountering liquidation, under normal circumstances, a "student" like him is actually the successor of his teacher's faction and banner.

Besides, in terms of relevant abilities, he felt that there was no comparison between Leon and himself.

But loyalty...

How could I be more loyal than Leon? I didn't have any family members to be killed, and then asked Karen to avenge me. The only teacher who could be killed, no one knew where he was now.

This kind of thought is rather dark, and it is impossible for Vic to express it, but it does not prevent him from thinking this way in his heart.

Um?

Why does he look so confused?

"Mr. Alfred, I have something important to report!"

Alfred nodded and said calmly: "Get in the car.

"The person I want to report to is Minister Neo, he..."

"boarding."

"good."

Leon opened the car door obediently and got into the passenger seat.

"Mr. Alfred, do you already know?"

Alfred didn't answer, but started the car.

"Minister Karen, do you already know this?"

After calming down, Leon's thinking ability also returned. After all, it was Neo who watched him get into the car.

"Leon, do you trust your Minister Cullen?"

"I believe it." Even at this time, he still did not hesitate.

"Then rest quietly for a while, or enjoy the scenery on the roadside. When you get to that place, I will give you the answer, give you...the answer."

...

"Master Karen, you are back."

Every time Karen drove back, she had to enter through the gate and then go around to the back of the castle to get off the car. This was etiquette, and every time, Old Anderson would greet him respectfully.

Karen was unwilling to engage in these formalities, but this was the elder Anderson's insistence.

If the Allen Manor initially placed all its bets on this young man because of his surname, which was his grandfather's face, then witnessing Karen's rapid rise was enough to convince Old Anderson to include the entire manor.

The people of this country have a more complete surrender to this "young master", "patriarch", and "uncle".

Even if his surname is put aside, given his current status, trying to kill Allen Manor, which is now much better developed than before, is still as easy as crushing an ant.

Just find any excuse, just plant something, and the power of order can annihilate this family in an instant.

Just like the original Raphael family, which was involved in the Qihe case and was exterminated overnight.

The influence of family background and the role of personal ability have completely different effects.

In short, old Anderson felt that every time he saw his "grandson-in-law", his waist would subconsciously bend lower.

Karen and old Anderson enter

Exchanging pleasantries.

Then,

He raised his head,

The bedroom window upstairs was opened, and a beautiful girl in a white dress was holding her hands on the window sill, looking down at herself with a soft smile on her face.

When we first met in Luojia City, Eunice felt like a delicate black rose to herself;

If you follow the requirements of the blind date at home, you can hardly make any dissatisfaction with the blind date. Of course, under normal circumstances, even if there is no blind date, as a young shareholder of Karen Immelais Funeral Society at that time,

It is difficult to find such an object.

But now, after more than half a year of slumber, the girl who has awakened her family's bloodline has lost her slightly spiky delicacy and has become softer and gentler, just like she is slowly relaxing beside you under the warm sunshine in the afternoon.

The slow flowing stream.

Old Anderson subconsciously wanted to reprimand his granddaughter for not coming down to greet Minister Karen with the family. He felt that this was very disrespectful!

Then, Old Anderson slapped himself in his heart, wondering if he was mentally ill. He should teach young couples to respect each other. Isn't it good for them to do this?

Ophelia also got out of the car. Her appearance surprised the surrounding Allen family, and everyone greeted Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Ophelia greeted them according to etiquette and showed great respect for old Anderson. This was treatment that old Anderson had never enjoyed before.

Karen and Ophelia walked into the castle together and went upstairs. When they arrived at Eunice's bedroom, all the maids at the door automatically left.

After opening the door and going in, Eunice was placing snacks. She turned back and smiled at Karen first and said:

"I'm home."

"Well, I'm back."

Although we haven't really gotten married yet, our conversations seem like we've been married for a long time.

Eunice took the initiative to walk towards Ophelia, holding Ophelia's hand: "I have several sample clothes that have been made. Let's take a look tomorrow."

"I also brought my designs. Okay, I'll take a shower first and have a good sleep. We'll have a good chat tomorrow."

There is no contradiction between taking the initiative to come over to say hello and taking the initiative to give up space.

Ophelia went out.

Karen and Eunice were the only ones left in the bedroom.

Karen sat down on the sofa, Eunice handed over a glass of ice water, then walked behind the sofa and gently pressed Karen's head with her fingers.

"It seems like you didn't come back because you were injured this time."

"It's me who wants to come back." Karen grabbed one of Eunice's hands.

Eunice leaned over gently, put her arms around Karen's neck gently, and put her face against Karen's.

"I miss you too."

"How much do you want it?"

"I don't know because I have no reference."

"hehe."

"I heard from grandpa that you have been promoted again."

"Um."

"That must be very hard."

"Fortunately, it's not hard. The conditions now are much better than before, and there are many helpful helpers around me."

"It must still be hard."

Eunice didn't say the next sentence, but Karen understood, because every time she came back, she was either deeply exhausted or seriously injured.

He regarded Allen Manor as his lounge.

"I will always be here waiting for you, Karen. Whenever you are tired or injured, I will always be here waiting for you."

Karen nodded. At this time, there was no need to say anything more. The two of them hugged each other quietly.

There was no venting of lust and no noise of ethics. Eunice knew that the peace at this time was what he needed, and Karen was quietly enjoying it.

After a long time, Karen opened her eyes and looked at the girl who was leaning softly on him. He naturally and gently stretched out her hair to push her hair aside, completely exposing her face that was covered by the hair to him.
To be continued...
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