Mystery: The Witch and the Calamity

Sophia's mood has stabilized.

She thought that after ten years of time, the tragic experience of that year had long been forgotten, but she didn't expect that it was just dusted up by herself, and she didn't come to her mind until she heard Dean's words.

Things that are often considered unacceptable, after peeling off the veil on the surface, you will find that it is actually the same.

Looking back, if it wasn't because of her outstanding looks, the gangster who kidnapped her wanted to sell her for a higher price, she would not have had the opportunity to wait for William's rescue, and would have been sold somewhere, just like her mother, and accepted a completely different life than she is now. destiny.

At least now, I have friends, live a good life, and Mr. Baron... Sophia's mind flashed the firm look of Mr. Baron just now, and she saw that her hand was still being held by him, and she struggled for a while but could not pull it out. , looking up just in time to see Joyce's metaphorical expression.

"Why, wanting to throw it away just after using it, isn't it heartless!"

Sophia was a little embarrassed, but recently she has become resistant to this level of teasing, with a rosy face and raised her head,

"if not!"

Joyce smiled, let go of his hand, and said in a gentle tone:

"Go ahead, take a day off today and do something you've always wanted to do but haven't had time for."

Something I've always wanted to do but didn't do... Does it count if you make me a cup of coffee... Sophia looked up at him guiltyly, then quickly shifted away and stared at the wall.

Joyce thought that the maid was struggling, and suggested:

"Go to the store, buy something you like, or go to a play..."

"It still costs money." Sophia muttered.

"Then go to the mountains to watch the sunset." Joyce was completely convinced of the wealth-keeping attributes of his maid.

Sophia looked at the warm sun outside the window, and said clearly in her eyes: But it's only morning...

Joyce "became angry" said:

"If you don't leave, your salary will be deducted."

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The huge study room left him alone again, and Joyce had long been accustomed to such an atmosphere of thinking.

This Eric, who provoked himself, was also a complete villain, and he was simply an excellent assassination target sent to his door.

The question is how to kill? And before killing him, he had to pry out from his mouth who was investigating him.

Eric is different from Crowe, who is a loner. According to Dean, this guy is very afraid of death, and there will always be more than two bodyguards around him, which are said to prevent assassination by hostile gangs.

Joyce, who is just an "assassin", cannot silently kill several bodyguards with guns at the same time, and once the gun is fired, the risk of exposure will be great, and the risk is obviously not proportional to the benefit.

If it wasn't because Eric must know what I look like, I could have had a face-to-face conversation with him under the pretense of entrusting something.

At that time, Joyce, who has the "eye of social death", can easily get the answer he wants.

Wait, it seems that it is not impossible to operate...

Joyce didn't know what good idea came to his mind, he was pleasantly surprised, and soon he looked embarrassed, as if he was struggling with something.

In the end, he nodded fiercely, made up his mind, and just did it!

But isn't it good to bother people right after you give them a holiday?

Never mind! Anyway, I'm the boss... Joyce found a strong enough reason for himself and knocked on the door of the maid's room.

Sophia's eyes were wide open, fully expressing her surprise, and she stumbled and said:

"Mr. Baron, you, why are you here?"

After all, there is something to ask for, Joyce smiled kindly: "I want to borrow something from you."

"Can I go in?"

Sophia quickly glanced outside, but she didn't see anyone, so she dragged him in.

Joyce suddenly had the illusion that he was having an affair:

"What are you nervous about?"

What are you nervous about? Ever since I became a personal maid, I have heard the discussions behind my back several times... Sophia leaned against the closed door, slandered in her heart, calmed down and said;

"What do you want to borrow?"

"cosmetic."

Joyce found that he was not as embarrassed as he had imagined before, so he spoke naturally.

Sophia became more puzzled and asked curiously:

"What do you want cosmetics for?"

Joyce couldn't say that he wanted to do his own business, so he said euphemistically:

"I'll do a magic trick for you."

Sophia still didn't understand, but that didn't stop her from taking out three or four small boxes from the drawer of her dresser.

After opening them one by one, Joyce realized that he had made a mistake, that is, women in this era do not have excessive demand for cosmetics, not to mention that the maid is still a brave lady.

He asked helplessly, "Don't you usually wear makeup?"

"Very little." Sophia answered as a matter of course.

Well, people who are naturally beautiful are qualified to be willful, Joyce turned around and asked:

"I'll let you go on vacation, so you just lie on the bed?"

There was nowhere to go... Sophia crossed her arms and said nothing.

"Well, you pack up and go out with me later."

Joyce didn't give her a chance to refute. He went out to find Harry and told him that he didn't need to prepare his own lunch. At the same time, he refused to ride in the family's carriage and took Sophia out of the garden villa.

"Monsieur Baron, what are we doing in the department store?"

Sitting in a taxi called from the side of the road, Sophia asked about the purpose of the trip.

Joyce put on a jacket, a pair of black gloves, a pair of light-colored loose trousers on his lower body, and a pair of leather boots on his feet. His style was quite different from his usual style, as if his gender was deliberately blurred.

Hearing the question from the maid, he habitually half-closed his eyes and replied softly:

"Buy cosmetics."

Buy cosmetics? Did you buy it for me? Sophia thought of the two of them sitting in the same carriage when they returned to Bayam from Rose Manor last week... Could it be that Mr. Baron is planning to corrupt me with money?

Sophia, you have to hold on, don't be tempted...

While she was thinking wildly, the carriage arrived at the destination smoothly.

This is the largest department store in Bayam, and it only accepts status or wealthy members. Of course, in most cases, the two can be equated.

Seeing the dazzling array of products on the shelves and listening to the salesperson's explanation, Joyce couldn't help but feel grateful to Emperor Roselle in his heart.

He kept showing Sophia to choose various cosmetics and perfumes with his eyes, which made the maid wonder why Mr. Baron knew more about these things than I did!

At the time of the final payment, twenty pounds were required, which completely refreshed Sophia's three views. Joyce paid the money and left calmly on the surface, but in his heart he scolded the emperor: his mother's invention of cosmetics is fine, luxury goods You earn money too, it's too ruthless.

"Go to Xiangshu Avenue."

Joyce told the driver the destination, took out a mirror and handed it to the maid, and asked her to hold it with both hands to act as a makeup mirror, while he skillfully opened the boxes of various cosmetics and continued to apply them on his face.

Sophia's eyes were wide open from the very beginning, and she watched the Baron gradually change from a man to a similar but completely unrecognizable "woman" with dull eyes.

What kind of magic is this? Extraordinary's magical ability? Why is he so proficient?

Soon, Joyce was done. In the mirror, the bridge of his nose was a little higher, his cheeks looked thinner, his skin was fairer, and unexpectedly revealed a tenderness.

He nodded in satisfaction, it seems that his craftsmanship has not regressed.

Noticing that the maid was hesitant to speak, he naturally couldn't explain truthfully that this was the professional skill of a women's clothing blogger in his previous life, so he smiled and said:

"Is it amazing?"

Sophia nodded sluggishly, quickly reacted, shook her head again and said:

"What are you going to do like this?"

"No, how could you turn into this?"

"No, why do you wear makeup?"

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"Sir, Ma'am, Xiangshu Avenue has arrived."

Because the guest did not specify the exact location, the driver had to park the carriage on the side of the road.