About Me Being Picked Up by Tallulah for Adoption

"I see... Then, Orson, do you have time to explain a little bit now, what happened to that former Sonia classmate and that club?"

Zao Lu smiled and approached Orson. At this time, Zao Lu, the eldest daughter of the Rostov family, felt oppressed instantly. In contrast, Orson really looked like a "cat whose tail was stepped on".

"Um...Actually, Sonia is a student I saved before, and it happens to be in the same class, so...that's it."

"oh, I understand now."

Zao Lu nodded to express his understanding, and Orson was relieved.

"As expected, Orson, you should transfer schools tomorrow."

"This is simply putting the cart before the horse!"

"what……"

Zao Lu also sighed in embarrassment, she always loses her composure recently, for some reason.

"So, Miss Natalia, how are you doing today?"

Orson tried to change the subject, while Zao Lu was thinking with his fingers on his cheek.

"Well, it's the same as before. Surrounded by hypocritical flattery and pursuit...It's ridiculous, I was surrounded by so many people, but in the end I couldn't find a friend who could confide in this fear..."

"How about trying to talk to Sonia Anna and the others?"

Orson was on the sidelines trying to get the CP of Winter Morning Dew, but Natalia frowned.

"Let me refuse, classmate Sonia...huh."

Zao Lu snorted, her reaction at this time was quite in line with the appearance of a high school student.

"Well, just get used to it, everyone is a good boy, then I'll go first, Miss Natalia."

Orson waved to Zao Lu, but was stopped by the other party when he was about to leave.

"Orson—"

"Huh? What's your order, Miss Natalia?"

"You don't need to call me [Miss], after all, we went to school together, it feels strange to call me like this..."

Zaolu opened her eyes and whispered.

"Although what you said is correct, it seems that Miss Natalia was the one who exposed my identity on campus before?"

Orson complained in a low voice, after Zao Lu and Lin Dong said things that were beyond their brains for the sake of their mouths, they both blushed and explained for a long time.

The final result was that Orson's previous undercover settings were all thrown into the trash can.

"In short, let's make this decision. Another point - Orson, will you be a little angry when you were dragged to school for that reason?"

"Please don't worry, Natalia. I'm actually very happy here too."

Orson smiled at Zao Lu and left the room.

After greeting Zao Lu, Orson came to Patriarch Rostov's room as planned.

——Could it be that I'm about to be expelled after being caught fishing after school...

Orson thought nervously.

——But I’ve been paid all my salary, so it’s okay to be fired!

Orson thought very heartily.

"Master Andre, are you looking for me?"

Orson, who was ready to leave in advance, knocked on the door and entered the room. The leader of the Rostov family was sitting opposite the luxurious solid wood table, showing his father early.

"Well, since time is precious these days, I'll just say it - Audi"

"It's Orson."

"You have been here for 4,5 or [-] days. Although the time is not too long, it is almost enough for me to observe a person--Do you have any idea about the amnesia incident of the heir of the Rosa family who is a vassal of the Duke of Baikal? ?”

Zao Lu's father pushed his glasses, his eyes seemed to see through everything.

"Well, you drank fake wine, right? There are also fake vodkas, which is so heartbreaking!"

Orson was talking nonsense seriously.

"Actually, I can vaguely feel it, Orson. You are different from other guards, not only in your professional ability, but also in your realm."

Father Zaolu ignored Orson's hilarity and continued talking.

"It's just your delusion, Master Andrei. Compared with those, I, as a senior security officer, can ask if the Rostov family currently has any means to counter Duke Baikal?"

In the past few days, Orson has dealt with three batches of mercenaries scatteredly, but according to W's intelligence, Baikal's methods will soon become more extreme.

"Well... To be honest, I hardly have my own private army, and almost all the Sarkaz mercenaries were hired by the Duke of Baikal in advance. Because Marquis Boris has to deal with the follow-up cleaning work of a certain laboratory, There is nothing left now."

Zaolu's father said with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"But I can't shrink back. I will guarantee the safety of my wife and Natasha. No one will forget how cruel life was in this city under the old aristocratic rule. I will not let history repeat itself, let everything that has been changed with difficulty reduced to nothing."

"Sounds very passionate, but you didn't answer my question at all, Monsieur Andrea."

Orson casually praised the early dew dad's determination, but as Orson said, there is still no solution to the status quo in this passage.

"Indeed... so you have to listen carefully to what I say next."

"Well, please say it."

Orson raised the water glass in front of the table, trying to dilute the impact of the last trace of alcohol.

"If I die, Natasha will be handed over to you."

"puff--!"

The water that hadn't been swallowed sprayed out of Orson's nostrils.

"Brother, you are crazy!"

Orson looked at Zaolu's father in a panic, and the other party didn't seem to be joking at all.

"No, I'm going to find the emperor. I heard that the current emperor has always wanted to reform the old nobles. Although I tried to contact them before, but there was no result. So I decided to go to Saint Jun Castle in person - frankly speaking, this is Send to death."

"You are too reckless, whether you choose to meet the emperor or entrust Natalia to me. I may not be a good guy?"

Orson panicked and tried to dispel the idea of ​​being an early father.

"There are two types of businessmen, those who are good at continuous observation, and those who like to bet decisively. Obviously I am the latter-I think you are a trustworthy young man."

"It's totally unreasonable... If I came to contact you with some impure purpose from the beginning, wouldn't it be all over? And if you leave, the Rostov family will be swallowed up by Duke Baikal in an instant."

Orson continued to explain, trying to convince Patriarch Rostov to dispel this stupid idea.

In the past in the northern border, Orson always explained to others that he and Tallulah were good people. He never thought that there would be a day when he would explain to others that "I am not necessarily a good person".

"No, I will leave some [gifts] for Duke Baikal, which will make him at least in a hurry. Of course, he will be desperate after that. If I don't come back alive, please protect Nata. Sarah."

"Even so..."

"Anyway, that's it. I'm leaving tonight. Natasha will ask you to explain, Orson."

Zao Lu's father got up and left the room with a briefcase, walking towards the door.

Just when Orson was still hesitating what to do, Zaolu's voice came from behind him.

"Sure enough...Father! When I came home, I felt that you were so strange today-there must be other ways! I haven't given up yet, and you can't give up!"

Zaolu, who had vaguely noticed something strange before, ran out of her room and tried to catch up with Patriarch Rostov, but was stopped by the chasing housekeeper.

"Stop him, Orson—stop him for me, Orson!"

Zao Lu stretched out her hand and shouted, she knew very well that her father would never come back alive.

"Natasha please, Orson, if things turn out to be the worst."

Orson, who was caught between the two, closed his eyes and thought for a few seconds, then finally opened his eyes and looked at Zao Lu behind him.

"Sorry, Natalia."

"Orson..."

Zao Lu froze, all the changes in front of her were too fast for her to understand.

Orson came to Patriarch Rostov's side in an instant, picked up a vase and pointed it directly at the back of his head.

Bah!

"I don't know how to gently put people down like in the movie, so I can only do this, sorry..."

Orson rubbed his hair, and the Marquis of Rostov beside him fell to the ground @△@, his head grew two centimeters (package).

"Ah... well, good, good."

Zaolu blinked.

"Oh woo woo woo woo woo..."

In the main hall of the Rostov family, Orson was surrounded by a group of bodyguards on the ground near the entrance at this time. Many crossbow arrows, firearms, and swinging stick handles made Orson tightly framed, and his mouth was poked into the front end of the crossbow arrow and the throwing knife. stick.

"Can you explain to Wo..."

Orson looked at Zao Lu who was on the side, and Zao Lu was a little flustered and kept persuading the bodyguards.

"Everyone, calm down...! Orson is not trying to assassinate my father! He is just helping me stop my father!"

Zao Lu stood aside and tried desperately to prevent the gaffe from becoming serious. After all, if we put aside the process and only looked at the result, it would be "Olsen blasted the head of the current Patriarch with a vase".

"This guy has only been here for a few days! Miss, you must be confused by him!"

The security captain who suppressed Orson the hardest roared loudly, and at the same time twisted Orson's arm forcefully without knowing whether it was intentional or not.

"Orson is not that kind of person...and this is my order!"

"So Miss, you have been deceived, this guy is definitely from Duke Baikal's side!"

"Yes! This guy looks very strange!" "He is an undercover agent!" "Absolutely!"

"No...that's not the case!"

Zao Lu was a little flustered, her father was just 'comatose', and the situation became so out of control, which completely exceeded her expectations.

"Ah, so this is the standard thief shouting catch thief?"