The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 625 Ch.624 Don’t even think about it

"So, she has a ritual that makes corpses 'portable'?"

"The property left by her last husband."

Old Tom said.

James Shelley had met Mrs. Burns's second husband, a ritualist with no hope of reaching the High Circle.

The path of "Fire".

"...can bring the power of 'burning', but it's a pity that it is not the path of the Crown God - he has been exposed to mystery and has a candy store in his name. Why on earth did this gentleman who was not short of money and strength choose a dishonorable place? The widow got married..."

"The master also expressed doubts about this."

This ‘Husband No. 2’ left behind many mysterious items, many of which were sold to Shelley during his lifetime.

etc.

A ritualist, killed in a street fight?

"The newspaper said that, who knew?" Old Tom smiled: "Let's just call it a 'street fight'."

Anyway, that "universal ritual" is in Ms. Burns's collection.

"I have to warn you, miss."

The old housekeeper bowed, led Rose to the dining table, and pulled out a chair for her.

"Burns is not an easy woman to deal with - many men approach her for various purposes, but ultimately get nothing. She moves in respectable circles and does unseemly things in private..."

"This woman has a bad reputation. Although no one has expressed this in public... everyone knows it."

"Many ladies don't like her and are wary of her. Why do you think this is?"

Today's meal is herb lamb chops, fish fillet cooked with white grapes and apple tart.

Don't ask where these meals come from.

Rose had done this, and Old Tom was very angry and got angry.

"What's more, I don't recommend that you teach Burns to tarnish his reputation for the sake of a slave..." Seeing that Rose was slightly dissatisfied, he changed his words: "I don't recommend that you teach Burns to tarnish his reputation for the sake of a 'friend' who is not very close..."

Rose said, did she really have any ‘reputation’?

"When you officially return to the family, Miss, you will have a reputation."

The old man smiled and wrinkled: "Although the blood of the Shelley family is not noble, I am definitely an important person. You are her daughter, and you may also be the only heir of the Shelley family - few people need you to bow your head. Speech.”

The girl's emerald green eyes became active in the candlelight, and she joked: "Not even the Queen?"

Old Tom:......

"That is our monarch, miss. You have to have a certain degree of respect for her. Regarding this matter, I suddenly remembered. Did you say anything 'bad' to the teacher before? He said it to me If you lose your temper, you always--"

Rose held a knife and fork in both hands, spread out her index fingers on one left and right, plugged her ears, and looked at him eagerly.

'I can't hear anything. ’

Old Tom had no choice but to give her a hand and motioned for her to eat quickly.

"Okay, sir."

Old Tom:......

This kid always has a "I'm going to piss you off to death" temperament, and I don't know who he learned it from...

Rose straightened her back and her shoulders were as stable as two nailed wooden frames. She cut off a corner of the apple tart with a knife specially designed for cutting egg tarts, and then put it on a plate with a small spatula specially designed for holding it. She put down the utensils and took the A special silver key next to the starting hand.

"I won't harm the Shelley family's interests because of Halida, Tom."

She took a spoonful and put it into her mouth, her sweet eyes narrowing.

Old Tom disagreed with Rose's words: "You shouldn't say that, miss. You are half the owner of the Shelley family. The master also said that you have the right to use what he gave you..."

"That's not mine."

Rose interrupted.

"It's Shelley's."

"I made an agreement with Mr. Shelley. I'm just helping, helping, Tom. Food and clothing are all. I won't harm Shelley's interests. That would be shameless."

Rose thought she had gained enough, but in the case of Burns, she could not let Shelley's 'new heir' bear such a reputation that would affect the family name.

Old Tom looked at the girl scooping out egg tarts with a lot of satisfaction in his eyes.

There are also sighs.

After all, she is not a descendant of the Shelley family.

Once he found 'that thing' that the master wanted and verified that Lillian Rose Vansitat was not born to James Shelley, he didn't know what would happen - the master should not have taken her back. The Shelley family raised her like a daughter.

Once there are feelings between people, pain will occur.

He didn't want to see his master disappointed again, and he didn't want to let this lonely child, who lived in danger all day long, go back to that kind of life.

There was even a moment when Old Tom wanted to 'rebel'.

He wanted to pretend to look for it, but he could never find or buy back the rare item that could identify the bloodline. In this way, the master might be happier.

But this idea was dismissed by Old Tom as soon as it appeared.

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Bloodline is no joke.

Once he does this, the Shelley family fortune will fall into the hands of outsiders.

Stupid idea.

Old Tom was thinking, but he heard Rose saying to herself:

"I did ask Mr. Shelley why he didn't find more women to have children. Is there something wrong with him?"

For a moment.

The housekeeper's old face seemed to be twisted in the opposite direction and twisted again and again like two invisible hands twisting a towel.

He trembled at the corners of his mouth, not knowing what expression to use for a moment.

"...A lady shouldn't talk like this, Miss Lillian."

"Let's chat in private, Tom."

The old man felt that his head was filled with anger again. Since Rose moved into Shelley, his head circumference has been increasing day by day: "...his age, miss, that's all I can say."

"That's not right," Rose gestured with her fork, and under the glare of the housekeeper, who said, "I'll call you if you do that again," Sansan put down her careless hand: "I know, sixty-year-old Men can also make—"

"Miss!" Old Tom exclaimed, "You are never allowed to say such words anywhere!"

Rose pouted, leaned back, and asked the servant to take away the plate she had used.

"You should find me a teacher in this field," the girl muttered, "otherwise I would definitely have to ask everywhere... If I had known better, I would have studied more when I was a child..."

The butler laughed angrily: "Are you threatening me?"

Rose blinked her big emerald eyes and turned her head: "Will that help?"

Old Tom sneered: "Sorry, miss, it won't be of any use at all. I will never, never, never let you come into contact with those nasty women... What kind of people do you think they are? They are all a bunch of damn people." Things in correctional facilities…”

Seeing this, Rose pretended to sigh: "But I need some knowledge on how to deal with men..."

"You don't have to 'deal' with any man," the old butler said with his chest raised and his head raised: "When your last name is Shelley——"

Rose giggled: "But I want to deal with it."

The old housekeeper used a stern look that said, "You can't think about it." He dug into the ladylike exterior but was still a mess on the inside, and reminded:

"Your ring promotion ceremony is ready."

This sentence made the silver fork suddenly hover over the neatly cut mutton chops.

With her hands holding the knife and fork pressed against the table, Rose lost her smile and remained silent for a moment: "...Has the candidate been selected?"

"Of course, just waiting for you."

"I thought "Secret Scrolls" were different from cultists. "

Old Tom shook his head and warned this naive girl: "Any mystery comes with a price, miss. It's the same as the law of society. Don't you know that a person who wants to climb up needs to step on it?" What?"