Noble Emblem

Claire's thoughts were mixed and she returned to the manor in confusion. Prince Bowens was sitting in the living room, with two exquisite gold wine glasses placed in front of him. When he saw Claire, he smiled, and his smile was as bright as the sun.

"How is the result?"

"She refused."

Two simple answers made Prince Bowens' smile cool down. He frowned, feeling a little unbelievable: "Why?"

"She said you are not qualified."

Because of her confused thoughts, Claire subconsciously told the truth. Under normal circumstances, he would have carefully considered his words and tried to speak tactfully rather than being so direct. After finishing speaking, Claire also realized something was wrong.

But once the words were spoken, it was too late to change them.

Prince Bowens' smile disappeared. Although he looked calm on the surface, the wine glass he was holding was trembling slightly, and there were faint veins on his wrist. He sighed, suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked: "Celia, did you really say that?"

At this time, Claire's mentality also changed, and he became much more sober. He knew that he had said the wrong thing, but now he could only continue to admit it. After all, this was indeed the case and he was not fabricating it.

But in his heart, he felt a little sorry for Celia, and wondered whether his behavior was an invisible betrayal.

He sighed and said, "That's exactly what she said."

"Tell me exactly what she said."

Claire was a little hesitant. He thought those words were quite hurtful, and he didn't know if Prince Bowens could bear it.

Bowens seemed to see his embarrassment, and he said slowly: "Tell me, I want to hear what she thinks of me."

Claire looked at Bowens and found that there was indeed no anger on his face. After thinking about it, she felt that even if she didn't tell him now, he could still send someone to inquire after she left. There were many people around at that time, so this word would surely spread slowly, and it would not be difficult to find out.

Thinking of this, Claire lowered her eyebrows, raised her eyebrows after thinking for a while, and said, "Your Highness, I hope you won't blame Celia after listening to this. He may have been a little irritated by being forced recently."

Bowens tapped his right hand on the wine glass, causing the glass to buzz and ring: "Tell me what you want."

It had to be said sooner or later. Claire slowly told what happened. He didn’t add or subtract a word from Celia’s words.

After listening, Bowens's smile became a little distorted, and it could be seen that he was desperately suppressing the anger in his heart. After a while, his expression finally calmed down: "This is an interesting comment. This woman is indeed different. Claire, I want to marry Celia as my princess more and more. Do you have any objection?"

Claire showed a somewhat embarrassed smile: "Only His Highness is worthy of a woman as good as Celia."

Bowens laughed, his anger seemingly gone. He said to Claire: "Find a time tomorrow, bring some jewelry to see Celia, and tell her that I appreciate her more and more. And tell her that from tomorrow on, no one can 'touch' him anymore, especially It's Li Lin. Well... Speaking of Li Lin, let him come back and stay in my woman's temple. "

Claire gave a dull smile.

Bowens waved his hand and asked Claire to leave. Although there was nothing special about the other party's expression, the latter felt like a fly being waved away by others.

I don't take it to heart at all, and I'm even a little bored.

Claire walked out of the room, and he wondered if he had been delusional. Because based on their interactions during this period of time, he felt that Prince Bowens should be a superior person who was easy to get along with and courteous to others.

This kind of attitude shouldn't happen, it's my own illusion.

But then, Billy's words not long ago suddenly echoed in his ears: 'With your eyesight, you are not worthy of fighting with me! ’

Do you really have no vision for others?

Claire thought about it for a long time, thinking about this issue even when she got home. Finally, he rubbed his face and said to the butler: "Help me prepare the carriage. I want to go to Earl Billy's manor."

The housekeeper was shocked: "Master, what are you thinking about? That is the enemy who wants to kill you!"

"If he wanted to harm me, I probably should have died long ago." Claire remembered what Count Billy said, and then said with a wry smile: "I can be considered a 'backer' now. As long as Celia doesn't give up on me, I should You can live for a while longer.”

The housekeeper didn't listen to what his young master meant. But he understood the determination on the young master's face. He lowered his head slightly and sighed: "As you wish, Master."

At the same time, in the North County Monastery.

Beta was sitting on the chair, and opposite him, Monica was sitting on the bed, crossing her legs, as if she didn't care whether she was showing off her beauty at all.

"I scolded Bowens just now, and I felt so happy." She said with a smile: "Now I finally know why those women in chivalry novels like to reprimand those big men righteously. Yes, it feels so comfortable.”

Monica's expression was cheerful and happy, and even the gloomy temperament that had always shrouded her body was reduced.

Beta asked a little strangely: "Princess, isn't this great? Why don't you want to follow me? Once you succeed, you will save decades of hard work."

Monica rolled her eyes at him angrily: "Don't you know why I don't want to follow you?"

Beta was a little embarrassed. He could guess a little bit, but he was not sure. Women are unpredictable creatures, and even Shirley, who has a gentle and considerate personality, can occasionally act a little temperamental. And for a woman like Monica who is moody, uncertain, and extremely complex, Beta doesn't even dare to make random guesses.

After all, 'TA likes me' is one of the three major illusions in life.

Monica looked at Beta's embarrassed but slightly embarrassed expression. She felt a little sour, secretly annoyed that this man didn't understand style and women's hearts.

But at the same time, she also had some regrets. If she had known that she would have this kind of relationship with him at this time, she should not have behaved so fiercely in France, which made him still wary of her now. If they were as 'gentle' as Shasha and Mu Lin, maybe he would have pressed himself onto the bed by now.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world.

After being together for such a long time and being tempted and seduced from time to time, she could see that Beta's desire was actually very strong, but she usually suppressed it with strong mental power.

In the past, she felt that her body must pay enough to give away her virginity. But now, she feels that such a thing is an insult to herself and even more insult to Beta.

That's why Monica was so excited and angry when she heard Prince Bowens' message.

Beta looked at Monica's resentful little eyes, and his heart trembled a little. He knew that if this continued, the atmosphere would become very ambiguous, which was quite bad. He quickly changed the subject and asked: "After scolding the prince, what do you think now?"

"He wanted me to become a member of the nobility." Monica sneered, obviously not liking Prince Bowens: "But he wanted to be a free hand and didn't want to pay any benefits, so he said something about the princess. Haha, he really thinks everyone is a fool."

Indeed, Beta also felt that Prince Bowens had this idea. A powerful thug and a beautiful woman, as long as she is brought into the house, she can defend herself from enemies on the outside and relieve boredom on the inside. She can even slightly weaken the strength of the Temple of Life and reduce its reputation. This is a good thing that kills three birds with one stone and costs almost nothing. The queen's position was dismissed with uncertainty.

If successful, this will definitely be the most cost-effective business that Prince Bowens has ever done in his life.

"So, what are your plans next?"

"Since he doesn't respect me and treats me as an idiot, then why should I care about him? No matter how much he looks down on people, he shouldn't be like this. Tonight's plan has been cancelled, and I decided to go to his manor for a walk."

Monica smiled coquettishly, with a bit of murderous intent in her eyes.

He was just a refugee prince, so what if he was killed? If necessary, she could even attack her own brothers and sisters, let alone an outsider.

Beta said: "He can't die yet. If we can break the situation and find those two girls, the royal family's power is necessary."

"I know. I just went to give him a little surprise." After a moment of silence, Monica looked at Beta with a somewhat hesitant expression on her face: "Do you really think it's still necessary to look for those two girls? ? It’s been so many days…”

Beta sighed: "Do your best and listen to fate. Otherwise, you will feel uneasy."

In fact, if he uses his own power, for example as the Pope of the Cult of Wealth, to exert diplomatic pressure across borders, he is very likely to find these two girls.

But the problem is that the price paid is too high. It requires a large amount of money and will damage the reputation of the Wealth Cult.

The Cult of Wealth is not his sect alone. It involves the interests and future of millions of people. He cannot let the Cult lose a lot of profits for the sake of two girls who are not related to the Cult of Wealth.

If he really did this, he would not be able to explain it to other members of the congregation, nor to Waking and Shirley.

Therefore, even great people sometimes cannot help themselves.

In Count Billy's study.

Looking at the young man in front of him with some curiosity, Billy's mature face showed some doubts: "You actually took the initiative to come to my territory. You have become very courageous. Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" "

"You said that as long as Celia still thinks I'm useful, you won't kill me."

Billy chuckled and didn't answer.

Claire's expression was a little embarrassed and a little humiliated. It was extremely difficult for him to speak: "I came here this time to ask you, you don't seem to think highly of Prince Bowens. Why?"