The Master of the Strange Realm

Chapter 797 Chapter 781 Three people intertwined

Britney's answer was a little soft, and Jenkins believed that even if someone stood behind her, they would not be able to hear it except himself.

"Oh, so...it's you."

Mr. Writer didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment:

"So...who is Hathaway's partner?"

Hearing this question, the blonde girl raised her head again, and the expression on her face was difficult to interpret:

"Hathaway's partner, of course, is you..."

"Well...so..."

Jenkins really didn't know what to say. His partner was Britney, and Hathaway's partner was him...he had never known that he could do this.

"So, your partner is Hathaway?"

Jenkins asked again.

"Yes, that's it."

The blonde girl nodded gently, and suddenly leaned forward to get closer to Jenkins, but was pulled by Hathaway who appeared behind her at some point:

"Stand firm, Britney, if you can't stand firm, you and Jenkins will get hurt."

The girl warned.

After Britney and Hathaway took their jewelry, they asked Jenkins to go back to the store to do his own business. He still didn't know what style of jewelry he should make, and the old craftsman immediately suggested that he ask his friends for advice.

"You make a lot of sense!"

Jenkins suddenly realized.

"Of course, I've seen a lot of things like this."

The old craftsman nodded while touching Jenkins's rough stone, and then asked again:

"Do you really want to ask two people for their opinions before making a decision?"

Rereading [two people] was a kind reminder to Jenkins, but unfortunately he didn't notice it.

"Of course, the more people the better, so that we can make better decisions."

Jenkins affirmed this, and then the old craftsman looked at him with a strange look.

Even if Jenkins was introduced by his father, he couldn't speed up the gem craftsman's processing of this rough stone. But Torian promised that he could complete the work in at least two weeks, and gave Jenkins a note with his seal as a receipt for picking up the goods.

It was almost eleven o'clock when they left the store. The two girls invited Jenkins to have lunch together. He happened to have no suitable place to eat, so he did not refuse.

During lunch, Britney occasionally heard the rumor she heard from her father, that is, the royal family was considering upgrading Jenkins' title to Viscount in recognition of his great contribution to the kingdom in the Fabry scam.

"Oh, I see."

Jenkins acted very calmly. Although there was no news from the church, Miss Stuart had already told him about it a week ago.

The three people dined in a rather high-end restaurant, which can be seen from the amount of consumption. But it is worth praising that the restaurant actually prepares extra seats for guests' pets, that is, small baskets supported by extremely high wooden legs, covered with comfortable blankets, and blocked by wooden fences to prevent pets from rushing to the dining table.

Jenkins was very impressed with this kind of thing and planned to get one in the kitchen after returning home, so that Chocolate would not have to eat at the dining table.

Pah~

While the three were talking happily, a strange sound came from under Chocolate. Then the pet chair collapsed from bottom to top. If Chocolate hadn't jumped onto the table swiftly, it would have fallen.

The noise here quickly attracted the attention of the restaurant manager, who attributed the accident to the structural defects of the chair, bowed to apologize to the three people, and promised to treat them to a meal.

When they moved to the corner table, Jenkins had given up the idea of ​​buying such things, and Chocolate was allowed to lie down next to Jenkins' hand to eat again.

Today, it has been almost a month since Jenkins' second book was released, and the three people somehow talked about this topic during their conversation.

Britney still showed extreme enthusiasm for the book, and she was almost the only one talking after the topic was opened. It can be seen that she has read "Frozen" more than once, and her analysis of details is even better than Jenkins, the author... this half author.

"It may be successful. After all, I recently met the postman in the St. George Street block, and he complained to me that so many letters were forwarded to me every day."

"Do you still throw those readers' letters directly into the furnace?"

Hathaway asked softly.

"Almost. Although I read every one of them, the number is too large."

Speaking of this, Jenkins couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his forehead:

"I really don't have time to deal with those things, or write back to everyone."

Chocolate doesn't like those letters either, because there are always people who sprinkle weird perfumes in the envelopes, and the cat's overly sensitive sense of smell determines that it hates those things.

In fact, the only perfume that Chocolate likes at present is the one made by Jenkins. But unfortunately, after investing in the mining business, Mr. Writer thought he was very rich. He is a contented person, so the plan to produce perfume in the past was shelved indefinitely.

He knows what he wants, so he will not pursue mundane finances excessively. Although having money in hand is helpful for improving yourself, it is easy to put the cart before the horse if you are not careful.

"I heard that in the letters you received, some people would put some handkerchiefs or clothes in them."

Brienne asked with great interest.

"Yes Yes."

Speaking of this, Jenkins became bored. He is a person who loves cleanliness, and women's underwear is probably not very clean. Even if they are burned in the stove, he is afraid of polluting the indoor air.

It's not that he doesn't understand the meaning of those clothes, but in this backward and unruly era, who knows if the owner of the clothes will have any weird diseases. And when he thought of this, Jenkins felt sick looking at the white salad dressing in front of him.

Sensing this emotion, the cat stretched out its paws in an attempt to steal the veal steak in front of Jenkins, but Jenkins' hand was faster and held the cat down.

"Why not hire a secretary? I mean, since you don't want to have a personal servant or butler, at least a secretary can do it. For you now, whether it is social status or personal property, you must move towards The middle class and above are in line.”

This is Bryony's opinion, and it sounds right, but Jenkins will never allow any strangers into his life. He will strictly guard his secrets, and anyone who might snoop will be eliminated by him.

Chapter 798 Chapter 782 Riot

"Meow~"

Chocolate once again stuck her head out to spy on Jenkins' veal, but this time it still failed.

"secretary?"

Jenkins answered the question nonchalantly, using the knife and fork in his hand to handle the food on the plate. He didn't like bloodshot meat, and Miss Stuart had emphasized many times in the etiquette course that ordering a well-done steak in a fancy restaurant was an insult, so this time the steak was medium rare.

"I don't like secretaries. Long-term communication with a strange man will make me feel sick. If I live with a strange woman for a long time, who knows what will happen. I believe in myself more, yes, that's the case."

The two girls looked at each other when they heard this, but it was Blainey who raised the common question in her mind:

"I know men like young and beautiful secretaries..."

"Yes, yes, young and beautiful secretaries have been working together for a long time. They hold a pen together to deal with work, some small accidents lead to further relationships, occasional physical contact in a closed room, and passion emerges one night... ....Oh~"

The man sighed:

"Why do young girls always think of men like this?"

"This is normal. After all, most of the men we come into contact with are like this."

Hathaway chuckled, as if to ease the embarrassment, and added:

"And young men are always so... horny."

Only God knows why she used this adjective.

"It's hard for me to imagine that a man would put on a beautiful girl's clothes when faced with her naked body. That's why I say that our views on men are normal."

Hearing these words from the red-haired girl, Jenkins felt his heart stop beating for a second. For a moment, he thought Hathaway knew exactly what had happened that night on the train and was testing the waters by saying so.

Miss Mihail also looked pale and looked at Jenkins with wide eyes, as if asking for help.

"What happen to you guys?"

The red-haired girl was holding a beautiful glass and looked strangely at her friends looking at each other in panic. After a second, she felt like she understood something...

"Oh, I think it's best not to talk about such a topic in such a public place. Oh, waiter, please bring another steak, still medium rare..."

After saying that, regardless of Hathaway's reaction, he directly patted the chocolate with his hand:

"The next steak is yours, so just be quiet for a while now, okay?"

The cat raised its head and looked at Jenkins with an unhappy expression. It hated being used as an excuse to change the subject. But since there will be something to eat in a while, it is okay to forgive him for half an hour.

Jenkins is now dealing with chocolate, so he doesn't have to look at Hathaway, but Bryony doesn't have such a good excuse.

She raised her head in panic and saw the red-haired girl's eyes like sharp knives - of course, this was her illusion.

"I'm going to have my makeup touched up, do you want to come with me?"

Hathaway asked, and then before she could refuse, he forcefully pulled Britney to stand up.

Jenkins didn't react at all during the whole process, and when he raised his head again, the two girls had disappeared.

"I knew that mortal emotions would lead to big troubles, so may the sages bless you~"

He closed his eyes and drew the holy symbol on his chest devoutly, hoping that the sage could bless him to get through this difficulty perfectly. But the sage’s vocation does not include [love] or [protecting cheaters], so Jenkins’ hopes will most likely be in vain.

"Speaking of which, who is the false god with the priesthood of [Love]?"

There were so many false gods that Jenkins did not expect for a moment. He only remembered that the [Love] and [Reproduction] priesthoods belonged to the same god, but he could not remember who it was.

"I wonder if there is any magic about love. That must be interesting."

What he was thinking about shifted to an inexplicable direction in an instant.

Sitting alone at a table in such a restaurant for a long time would inevitably be a little awkward. Even with a cat accompanying him, Jenkins still felt a little uncomfortable.

Perhaps sensing his thoughts, things soon took the initiative to appear around Jenkins.

There were not many guests dining in the restaurant at this time, and the nearest table to Jenkins was 30 feet away (about 9.14m). He was bored watching chocolate eating when he suddenly heard a noise coming from the other side. He turned around and saw two middle-aged gentlemen arguing loudly.

They looked angry, otherwise they would never make a noise in such a restaurant. As for the reason for the anger, it seemed to be related to the business of the two. Jenkins listened intermittently and didn't quite understand.

The waiter hurried over to dissuade him, but his behavior seemed to make the two gentlemen even angrier.

"Bliss, I warned you, if you hadn't signed the contract, how could we have fallen into the current predicament?"

"Shahar, this can't be all my fault, didn't you also oppose it at the beginning... Oh, God, please calm down!"

The tall and thin man actually took out a pistol from his waist and pointed the black muzzle at his companion.

There was a strange silence in the restaurant for a second, and then screams rang out from all sides. Along with the screams came a loud gunshot. The man with the gun shot his companion in the chest, and blood exploded there, and then he raised the gun and pointed it at his head again.

"Oh~"

Jenkins shook his head and turned around, covering Chocolate's eyes at the same time.

He didn't care about what happened next, and quickly got up and left his seat with the cat, letting the people in the restaurant gather together or flee in all directions.

The bathroom of the restaurant was in a corner not far away. When he walked to the door, Hathaway and Britney just came out.

"What happened here?"

The sound insulation of the bathroom was probably very good.

"Nothing, nothing, let's leave quickly."

He said, and was about to lead his friends out of the restaurant. Although Hathaway and Britney were still confused, they could tell from the behavior of other customers that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so they followed Jenkins and hurriedly left from the main entrance.

People on the street also noticed the unusual behavior here. Some people left quickly for fear of getting into trouble, and some stood across the street curiously, wanting to know what happened here.

Adding to the customers who wanted to escape from the restaurant and the two carriages that happened to be driving in opposite directions, the entrance of the restaurant was blocked for a while.

Chapter 799 Chapter 783 Preparation

Jenkins was worried about getting separated from the two girls, so he reached behind and held their hands. He didn't care whether it was polite or not, and he squeezed forward desperately while saying sorry. Jenkins's strength was amazing, and those who were offended by him felt panic and uneasiness inexplicably when they saw that face, even if they wanted to complain.

Jenkins didn't notice that except for familiar people, any stranger would subconsciously dare not look at his face when he was in a bad mood.

It took a lot of effort to squeeze out of the crowd at the door, especially since Jenkins had to take care of his friends behind him. When he finally got away from the crowd and was close to the street corner, he saw that the cat on his shoulder was gone. When he looked up again, it was lazily lying on the mailbox at the street corner, and it seemed to have been waiting for a while.

"This is too dangerous."

Jenkins looked back at the increasingly noisy street behind him with lingering fear, then turned to another street with the girls, got on the carriage and drove towards the east block.