Mystery: The Witch and the Calamity

Sophia's mood has stabilized.

She thought that after ten years of scouring, the tragic experience of that year had long been forgotten, but she didn't expect that she would just be covered in dust by herself, and it didn't come to her mind until she heard Dean's words.

Things that are often considered unacceptable, after removing the veil on the surface, you will find that it is actually the same.

Looking back at the beginning, if it wasn't for her outstanding appearance, the gang who kidnapped her wanted to sell for a higher price, she would not have the chance to wait for William's rescue. destiny.

At least now, I have friends, I live well, and Mr. Baron... Sophia's mind flashed the firm eyes of Mr. Baron just now, and she saw that her hand was still being grabbed by him, struggled for a while but did not pull it out, He looked up just to see Joyce Norse's expression.

"Why, just want to throw it away after using it, it's too ruthless!"

Sophia was a little embarrassed, but recently she has become resistant to this level of molesting, and raised her head with a ruddy face,

"if not!"

Joyce smiled, took the initiative to release his hand, and said in a gentle tone:

"Go ahead, give you a day off today and do something you've always wanted to do but didn't have time to do."

Something I've always wanted to do but haven't done... Would it count for you to make me a cup of coffee... Sophia looked up at him with a guilty conscience, then quickly turned away and stared at the wall.

Joyce thought that the maid was struggling, and suggested:

"Go to the store, buy something you like, or go to a play..."

"It will cost money." Sophia muttered.

"Then go to the mountain to watch the sunset." Joyce was completely convinced by the wealthy nature of his maid.

Sophia glanced at the hot sun outside the window, and said clearly in her eyes: But it's only in the morning...

Joyce "infuriated" and said:

"If you don't leave, your salary will be deducted."

……

The huge study room left him alone again, Joyce was already used to this kind of thinking atmosphere.

This Eric, not only provoked himself, but also a complete villain, is simply an excellent assassination target sent to his door.

The question is how to kill? And before killing him, he had to pry out who was investigating him.

Eric is different from Crow, who is a loner. According to Dean, this guy is very afraid of death, and there will always be more than two bodyguards around him. It is said that he is guarding against the assassination of the hostile gang.

Joyce, who was just an "assassin", could not kill several bodyguards with firearms at the same time without making a sound, and once the gunshots were fired, the risk of exposure would be great, and the risk was obviously not proportional to the benefit.

If it wasn't for the fact that Eric must have known what I looked like, he could have had a face-to-face conversation with him under the guise of an entrustment.

At that time, Joyce, who has the "eye of social death", can easily get the answer he wants.

Wait, it doesn't seem to be impossible to operate...

Joyce didn't know what good idea he came up with, and his surprise flashed.

In the end, he nodded fiercely, made up his mind, and did it!

But isn't it a good idea to disturb people right away when they are on vacation?

Leave it alone! Anyway, I'm the boss... Joyce found a strong enough reason for himself and knocked on the door of the lady maid.

Sophia's eyes widened, fully expressing her surprise, and stumblingly said:

"Mr. Baron, why are you here?"

After all, there is something to ask for, Joyce smiled kindly: "I want to borrow something from you."

"Can I go in?"

Sophia quickly glanced outside, but she didn't see anyone, so she dragged him in.

Joyce suddenly had the illusion that he was having an affair:

"What are you nervous about?"

What are you nervous about? Since I became a maid, I have heard behind-the-scenes discussions several times... Sophia leaned against the closed door, murmured in her heart, and calmed herself down;

"What do you want to borrow?"

"cosmetic."

Joyce found that he was not as embarrassed as he thought, so he said it naturally.

Sophia became more puzzled and asked curiously:

"What do you want cosmetics for?"

Joyce couldn't say that he wanted to do his own thing, so he politely said:

"I'll give you a magic trick."

Sophia still didn't understand, but that didn't stop her from taking out three or four small boxes from the drawer of her dresser.

After opening them one by one, Joyce realized that he had made a mistake, that is, women in this era do not have excessive demand for cosmetics, not to mention that the maid is still a Pixiu.

He asked helplessly, "Don't you usually wear makeup?"

"Very few." Sophia answered as a matter of course.

Well, naturally beautiful people are qualified to be self-willed, Joyce turned his head and asked again:

"I'll let you off, so you're just lying on the bed, right?"

Originally, there was nowhere to go... Sophia crossed her hands and didn't speak.

"Well, pack up and go out with me later."

Joyce didn't give her a chance to refute. He went out to find Harry and told him that he didn't need to prepare his own lunch. At the same time, he refused to take the family carriage and left the garden villa with Sophia.

"Mr. Baron, what are we doing at the department store?"

Sitting in a taxi called by the side of the road, Sophia asked about the purpose of the trip.

Joyce put on a jacket, a pair of black gloves, a pair of light-colored loose trousers, and a pair of leather boots, which was very different from the usual style, as if the gender was deliberately blurred.

Hearing the question from the maid, he habitually closed his eyes and replied softly:

"Buy cosmetics."

Buying cosmetics? Did you buy it for me? Sophia thought that when they returned to Bayam from the Rose Manor last week, the two of them were also sitting in a carriage... Could the Baron intend to corrupt me with money?

Sophia, you have to persevere and not be tempted...

While she was thinking wildly, the carriage arrived at its destination smoothly.

This is the largest department store in Bayam. It only accepts members with status or wealth. Of course, in most cases, the two can be equated.

Seeing the dazzling array of products on the shelves, and listening to the salesperson's explanation, Joyce couldn't help but feel grateful to Emperor Roselle in his heart.

She kept motioning Sophia to choose various cosmetics and perfumes with her eyes. UU reading www.uukanshu.com made the lady maid wonder, why the baron knows these things better than me!

The final payment actually required twenty pounds, which refreshed Sophia’s three views. Joyce calmly paid for the money on the surface, but actually scolded the emperor in his heart: his mother’s invention of cosmetics is not a problem, it’s a luxury item. You make money too, it's too cruel.

"Go to Fragrant Tree Avenue."

Joyce told the driver of his destination, took out a mirror and handed it to the maid, and asked her to hold it with both hands as a makeup mirror.

Sophia's eyes widened from the beginning, and she watched the Baron gradually change from a man to a similar but completely unrecognizable "woman".

What kind of magic is this? Extraordinary magical ability? Why is he so skilled?

Soon, Joyce was done. In the mirror, the bridge of his nose was a little higher, his cheeks looked a lot thinner, his skin was fairer, and unexpectedly pink was revealed.

He nodded with satisfaction, it seemed that his craftsmanship had not declined.

Noticing that the maid was hesitant to speak, he naturally couldn't explain truthfully that this was the professional skill of the previous generation's children's clothing blogger, so he could only smile and say:

"Is it magical?"

Sophia nodded dully, quickly reacted, and shook her head again:

"What are you doing like this?"

"No, how could you be like this?"

"No, why do you wear makeup?"

……

"Sir, ma'am, Fragrant Tree Avenue has arrived."

Because the guest did not specify the exact location, the driver had to park the carriage on the side of the road.