You call this a black hand?

The VIP living area of ​​Chelsea Manor is a multi-story, palace-like rectangular building decorated with exquisite marble reliefs and colorful glass, which looks extremely elegant and gorgeous.

The daily life here is also quiet and peaceful, the people coming and going are polite, speak softly, and generally appear knowledgeable and reasonable.

However, tonight, a quarrel suddenly broke out in the core area of ​​the building.

The quarrel was loud.

A cleaning maid looked curiously as she passed by, and was shocked to find that one of the two parties in the quarrel was a good friend of the lady.

The other one turned out to be the madam herself!

"Do you think I'm a stupid little girl? Just believe whatever you say?"

"The truth doesn't matter whether you believe it or not."

"Historical documents prove that so-called facts are generally forged!"

"There are some things that there is no need to fake."

"So you think I'll believe it?"

"…You are so pathetic, Juliana."

"Pathetic? How do you think you can be any better -"

The quarrel, which was not too intense but full of gunpowder smell, came to an abrupt end.

The two ladies, who should have been dignified and noble, were still talking to each other, but their voices disappeared instantly as Mrs. Chelsea waved her hand, unable to reach the ears of others.

This can not help but make some maids who eavesdropped in the dark feel very sorry.

Mrs. Chelsea, who has always been indifferent to everything, is very dignified and even indifferent in her daily appearance. This kind of quarrel with others is too rare!

Especially, the person she was quarreling with turned out to be her best friend since childhood...

It can be said that this incident can no longer be said to be rare, but a once-in-a-lifetime event!

And then, to the surprise of some peeping maids in the dark, the two ladies, after not knowing what they said, walked along the exquisite and bright corridor in the direction of the study.

Everyone's expressions were tense, as if they were holding their breath!

This is simply too surprising.

It's a pity that asking them to eavesdrop in the dark is fine, but asking them to follow the mistress of the manor and spy on her, no one dares to do that.

As a result, no outsiders saw it. After the two ladies came to the study, an even more amazing thing happened——

When they pushed open the study door, a black-haired boy sitting at the desk, looking at his fingers with an expression on his face, appeared in their sight.

Then, Juliana, who had long, silky black hair, walked up to say something with her long legs.

But before she could take the second step, Mrs. Chelsea behind her raised her hand and grabbed her arm.

Then, under her angry gaze, she stepped in front of the black-haired boy, turned her waist, snuggled into his arms, and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Then the lady looked at the black-haired young woman who was frozen there, and said in a calm tone: "He is my fiancé, Juliana, no matter how you deny it, you have to recognize this -"

Halfway through her words, her hoarse voice suddenly stopped.

Feeling the presence of some hard object under her body, the lady frowned slightly, as if she was confused, and then she seemed to have thought of something, and her whole body tensed up instantly.

"Keep on acting? No one is cooperating with you. I want to see how you act?"

Juliana sneered at this.

Then she looked expectantly at the black-haired boy who was sitting there blankly, looking at the teacher in his arms with an inexplicable embarrassment, and asked in a normal tone:

"She said you don't like your fiancée and want to break off the engagement? Is that true, Mellen?"

"Uh... Regarding this matter, I-"

Before Mellen finished speaking, the blonde lady in his arms moved and spoke with a sneer on her face.

"You should first tell me who the so-called fiancée is?"

Juliana didn't respond when she heard this, she just stared at Meren closely, as if she didn't care what her friend said at all.

She seems a little nervous?

Meren blinked when he saw this, and then looked sideways at the teacher in his arms.

Due to height and posture issues, he could only see the teacher's smooth side face and slender white neck.

Because of the close distance, he could even clearly see the cute hairs on the back of the neck where the coiled blond hair meets the neck.

The faint and elegant body fragrance lingers around the nostrils, making me feel inexplicably agitated.

So under Juliana's blank gaze, Melen pecked there like a dragonfly.

Madam, who had just relaxed a little because she had adjusted her posture, became stiff again, as if she was in disbelief.

But seeing her friend's face turn pale instantly, she instead chuckled.

"Let's face it, Juliana."

She said: "Meron is my fiancé, and he can only be my fiancé. He has nothing to do with you."

This sentence received no response.

After standing still for a moment, the black-haired young woman just glanced at Mellen with a very sad look, then turned around and suddenly turned into a white falcon and rushed out of the study.

In the blink of an eye, a white light flashed outside the window, silently indicating that someone had completely left Chelsea Manor.

The tense atmosphere in the study room relaxed.

But then, there was a long period of silence.

Watching the direction in which her friend was leaving, the originally indifferent smile on Madam's face quietly faded, her expression was complicated, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

She even forgot to leave Mellen's arms!

Meron, who was holding her, was in a bit of a daze.

Although he had noticed the tense atmosphere between the two ladies before, he also made what he should do.

But most of his attention was on himself and the teacher in his arms.

There is not much thought at all.

In other words, he has now basically become an animal that thinks with its lower body.

The thoughts running in my mind cannot go beyond the scope of certain things because of the continuous reminders...

This state lasted for a long time, until Mrs. Chelsea stood up and turned to look at him expressionlessly.

Correct

The atmosphere became very weird.

After blinking and looking at each other for a moment, Mellen lowered his head in shame.

"I don't want this either, teacher."

"But you should understand that I can't control this kind of thing..."

The lady didn't say anything when she heard this, she just looked at him with a slight frown on her face, without any fluctuation in her deep green eyes.

Mellen felt even more awkward.

Fortunately, it didn't take long before she suddenly spoke.

"What did you see at Alyssa's place?"

She obviously had no intention of explaining what happened before, but her words went straight to the core of the problem——

Mellen's condition did not appear because of her, it was like that from the beginning!

However, Mellen did not dare to tell the truth about this issue.

So after hearing this, he could only say with a ashamed look on his face: "I saw her taking a bath..."

This is a reasonable explanation.

But after hearing this, Mrs. Chelsea frowned even more tightly.

"As far as I know, Alyssa has already taken a bath before."

It is true that filling the bathtub with water is not as convenient as taking a shower, and there is no shower in the girl's bathroom.

So no matter how clean she is, she can't wash her twice as often.

This is obviously an abnormal behavior.

"I don't know why she wants to take a shower."

Mellen answered innocently.

Of course he knows, but he can't tell.

The lady didn't say anything after hearing this. After a long silence, she changed the topic to business.

"Did you overhear any information?"

"I didn't hear any sound from the enemy."

Mellen replied.

This time he didn't hide anything, but told the truth: "Alyssa doesn't seem to be influenced by anyone. She always does things by herself."

Possession can sense all the target's senses and can also communicate with the target's thoughts.

But it cannot penetrate deeply into the target's mind and learn her innermost thoughts.

So just looking at the surface, Mellen really didn't find much abnormality.

However, no exception was found, which was the biggest exception.

Because if it weren’t for external influence, Alyssa would never have become like that!

After realizing this, Madam no longer had time to pay attention to some of the embarrassing things that had happened to her before.

But even if we continue to talk about this matter, nothing can be achieved.

So she waved her hand and said in a slightly tired tone: "That's it for now. You can go back. I will continue to keep an eye on her."

"You should also take a rest early."

Mellen nodded.

Seeing the teacher sitting behind the desk with his head down and opening a book, he turned around and walked out of the study without any intention of paying attention to himself.

Then, Mellen unconsciously glanced at his long-fingered hands and couldn't help but shiver.

"It's better to use this kind of possession technique less in the future..."

Thinking about it for a while, he turned around and walked towards his residence.

As a result, as soon as he arrived, Mellen saw a figure that surprised him in his bedroom——

His cousin named Ford.