The Mystery:The Witch and the Scourge

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

Although there are not many women tonight...

After this short period of time, Joyce's mentality has become calmer. Since Ianna dares to meet him in public, it means that she doesn't want to...or dare not do anything to herself.

After thinking about this, he even thought of adding some trouble to Ianna:

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

The underlying meaning of this sentence is that we are obviously people from two camps. If you, a weasel, send New Year greetings to a rooster, how can you be like me!

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

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

Huh, she is indeed a "witch", she is straightforward enough... If it weren't for the existence of many extraordinary people in this hall, Ianna would not dare to use her extraordinary abilities too much, I am afraid she would be unable to withstand it... But the "Happy Witch"

The passive ability is also very powerful!

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

"Ms. Ianna was joking. Let me ask a question. Do you know my father, Mr. William Best?"

This temptation caught Ianna off guard. She was confused at first, then seemed a little surprised, and finally her eyes became a little brighter... Unfortunately, she was not an "audience" and couldn't see anything more. Joyce regretted not bringing Sophia with him.

coming.

"William told you about me?"

There was more joy in her tone, and her speaking speed even sped up a lot.

Sure enough, she and William had an encounter, 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."

Yianna's expression was disappointed and a little unwilling, so she explained:

"William is one of the finest men I have ever met and I have always admired him."

Only a devil can believe it! Joyce resisted the urge to curl her lips and heard her continue to talk nonsense:

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

"Has he ever mentioned this to you?"

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

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

"I heard that General Gordon admires you very much, and tonight's banquet is held in your honor?"

Joyce didn't understand its meaning and said righteously:

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

"You and William are really alike." Ianna looked at Joyce with that nostalgic look, which almost made the latter fall in love. Then she said in a seductive tone:

"I'm becoming more and more interested in you. Maybe we can have an in-depth communication."

How to communicate in depth? Don’t mess with me... Joyce was thinking about it, tilted his head and asked: "Aren't we chatting?"

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

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

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

Joyce promised, but in his heart he had the exact opposite thought: Even if you kill me, I won’t go!

After getting a positive answer, Ianna wanted to say something more, but her face suddenly turned ugly. After a second, it returned to normal, and then she said goodbye:

"Then I'll be waiting for your arrival, Mr. Baron."

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

It was too easy to leave. Is there a leak in the gas tank at home? Joyce speculated maliciously, but soon began to continue to deal with the guests who came to greet them.

The dinner continued in a warm atmosphere. After it got dark, the guests left one after another. After saying goodbye to General Gordon, Joyce got into the carriage in which he came.

The carriage started slowly, and Joyce, who was accustomed to leaning on the comfortable cushions, began to think about his own gains and losses. This had become a habit of his. It was precisely because of this caution that he was able to gain a firm foothold in the center of the whirlpool and gradually get closer.

the truth.

His first instinct was right. Yianna was here for him and even roped in Brett for this. Otherwise, how could he, a major general and a nobleman, attend a banquet without being invited?

That is very disrespectful behavior.

From this point of view, the relationship between the two of them is more than just a mistress. Considering that Bright's family has always been loyal to the royal family... Ianna and Bright may be the persons in charge of the human trafficking arranged by George III in Rossed...

Ianna showed no ill will toward herself, and she probably did not recognize me as the person from the café yesterday afternoon.

Another point is that Joyce had previously guessed that the reason why Ianna was spying on 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 completely unaware of his relationship with Emily. Instead, she showed extraordinary concern for William's affairs, and seemed to want to get William from Joyce.

What is left behind...

Today's unexpected gain is that he learned that his current status as a baron actually came from Bright's help! Unfortunately, General Gordon obviously knew the inside story, at least part of it, but he was unwilling to tell it clearly...

You said you're not a fortune teller, why are you pretending to be a magician?

As he thought about it, Joyce suddenly felt a little sleepy, probably due to excessive alcohol intake. Slowly, he fell asleep.

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

He screamed involuntarily, his voice high and sharp, and his nose and tears flowed out physiologically.

Waiting for the pain to subside slightly, he raised his head and found that he was in a small, airtight room. Two candles hung on the wall, burning strongly, reflecting a dull orange-red light.

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

"Who are you? Where is this? Where is Carl?"