seattlejaycees Chapter 1867 - 440: By Any Means Necessary (Part 3)
Chapter 1867 - 440: By Any Means Necessary (Part 3)
Lady Mindai in Country Y is a figure more adored than the queen herself. The queen despises her to the point of gnashing her teeth, yet is powerless. She has personally witnessed her mother being utterly deferential to her, losing all the dignity of a nation’s queen. Because of this, since she was a child, there has been a complex feeling of fear and hatred towards Lady Mindai in her heart.
Suddenly, she recalled the rumors in the streets. After the Duke’s death, Lady Mindai ostensibly remained chaste for her husband, but in reality, secretly kept male lovers, leading a licentious life. She knew this was a nasty rumor her mother deliberately spread to disgust Lady Mindai, with its authenticity unverifiable. But at this moment, she suddenly believed it, fearing her mother might not have falsely accused her after all.
The bitch, appearing so affectionate to the Duke in front of others, is actually a wanton whore.
"Princess Rosy, I hope you have been well." The woman curved her lips into a slight smile, her deep gaze like a whirlpool, instantly drawing away Rosy’s spirit.
Rosy was slightly startled and instinctively took a step back: "You... how are you here?"
"If you can come, why can’t I?" Lady Mindai laughed and asked.
Rosy felt her scalp tingling under such a gaze, and her eyes drifted to the boy with fluttering clothes on stage. She gritted her teeth and fled in a panic.
Her mother had once told her earnestly that she could be spoiled and domineering. As a royal princess, she had the right to be wilful, except with one person, she should avoid if she could; otherwise, even as a queen, she could not save her.
At that time, she was both confused and disdainful. Her mother was the queen of a country, so why fear that old woman?
But at this moment, facing this woman in person, she recalled her mother’s warning and cowardly chose to flee.
Viola curved her lips, stood up gracefully, "Lady Mindai."
The woman nodded to her lightly, "How is the old gentleman’s health?"
Viola smiled, "Thanks to Madam’s blessing, my father’s health is well."
The woman no longer looked at her, her gaze turning to the quiet boy on the high platform, gently tapping her fingers on the table.
Viola’s eyes flickered slightly and she sat back down.
"Lady Mindai, this person is yours. The room is already arranged, please...."
"No need, I’ll take him away." The woman stood up, leaving a sentence and turned to leave.
The man beside her said in a deep voice, "Someone will come to settle the bill later. I’ll take the person first."
The boss immediately said, "Yes, yes."
After speaking, he gave the boy a hard push, bringing a piercing cold glance from the man, making the boss shiver and quickly lower his head.
The man glanced at the veiled boy, narrowed his eyes slightly, "Let’s go."
The boy followed silently.
Leaving the underground market, when getting into the car, the boy paused slightly, his ears suddenly twitched.
The man said in a deep voice, "Get in the car."
The boy heard this, bent over, and silently entered the car.
At the port, a luxurious yacht was docked by the shore. In the night, lights flickered, casting a dazzling reflection in the seawater.
The boy was taken onto the yacht and into a luxurious room, where a large bed was covered with rose petals, exuding an ambiguous atmosphere. On a side table were two tall wine glasses and a bottle of fine red wine.
The yacht sailed on the sea, with the night scenery shimmering, the lights dazzling.
The boy stood in the room, not moving a step from beginning to end.
The bathroom door suddenly opened, revealing a bare, beautiful foot that first stepped out. The foot had smooth, elegant lines, with toes that were rounded and as beautiful as works of art.
Then came a section of long, slender legs, faintly visible under the large bathrobe, an unexpected sight that set imagination ablaze.
The woman had slightly damp curly hair draped over her shoulders, adding a touch of allure. Though freshly bathed, her face bore exquisite makeup, enchanting eyes, fiery red lips, the ultimate in beauty and allure.
Under the brilliant crystal lamp, the woman’s stunning face was displayed completely in the air.
The woman walked over step by step, smiling as she lifted the veil off the boy’s face. The veil floated lightly to the ground, revealing the boy’s exceptionally elegant face fully.
The woman’s brow raised slightly as she carefully examined the face before her, her fingers gently caressing the boy’s cheek, "This face is really beautiful."
The boy lowered his eyes, appearing quiet and obedient.
The woman curved her lips, suddenly pushing the boy onto the bed, straddling him, writhing her waist like a water snake, entwining him from top to bottom, leaning over him and taking a deep breath.