Noble Villa [Whistling]

"Plato?" Edgar's eyes sparkled, "Are you kidding, have you seen him?"

"A smart guy, we've crossed paths," Ala recalls.In fact, it is not an intersection, it is just a provocation of a god to a human being.Very naive behavior, very common at the time.

"Go to sleep, my dear, I will ask the God of Sleep to give you a good dream." Ara didn't want to recall everything before, so he gave Edgar a kiss before going to bed, and walked out.Edgar was in a daze, and soon fell asleep.

But Sleepy God didn't do his job very well.

Isabella didn't know what she was doing, she just instinctively did what she thought was right.Deep down, she was still that little girl who would look forward to the brioche that Ms. Hill made herself on Sundays.She likes this world, everything looks pure and beautiful.

"Are you also here to persuade me?" Isabella didn't turn her head. She was wearing a homely lavender dress, and she only cared about playing games with Fanny.

"What's it called?" Rody smiled and approached the little girl.

"Because countless people have come to tell me what to do in three days, and I'm tired of those politeness." Isabella finally looked up at her cousin.

"You are full of hostility towards me, dear Isa." Roddy said, "I dropped all my business as soon as I received your letter, and almost came back from the other side of the world to see you."

"the other side?"

"Okay, maybe it's a bit exaggerated." Rody chuckled, "But it's really far away."

"I don't understand. I obviously didn't do anything." Isabella said dissatisfiedly, "If I really did something, I would just follow what those people taught me. God loves the world, doesn't he?"

"Of course, my little princess, theoretically speaking, that's right." Roddy nodded.

"Then why is everyone teaching me a lesson? I'm really about to collapse, and so is my brother. He doesn't even allow any servants to approach me." Isabella pouted aggrievedly.

"From the bottom of my heart, I don't think Edgar did anything wrong." Rody sat next to Isabella, his eyes sparkling with wonder, "even, I don't think he did enough."

"Roddy!"

"Okay, just kidding." Rody waved his hand, "You can trust me, Isa."

"I'm still skeptical now." Isabella snorted coldly.

"Seriously, Isa, I have a way to change all of this, but you have to cooperate with my actions." Rody became serious, showing a faint sense of oppression.

"What do you mean?" Isabella asked curiously.

"It's simple..."

"Vannie!"

Before Roddy could speak his mind, Isa's puppy knocked over a glass of juice.It's hard to believe how a dog that's always been so small came across so tall, but Isha's skirt was smudged.

"God, look at what you did, Hill will be angry." Isabella originally took a handkerchief and planned to clean it up secretly, but the juice was difficult to clean up.She found it seemed as if she could only change one dress, but luckily she wasn't wearing one of those gorgeous bejeweled evening gowns today.

Roddy frowned and looked at the little white dog that made him feel uncomfortable, and the dog looked back at him stupidly.For some reason, Roddy always felt that there was some silent ridicule mixed in.

Regardless, their conversation was successfully interrupted.Isabella apologized and asked Roddy to sit in the living room. Her personal maid was busy looking for a new dress for her mistress, and the second-class maid was cleaning the floor.In any case, the opportunity has been missed.Such an embarrassing topic cannot be continued casually.

Roddy doesn't matter on the surface, he is still that sunny cousin.But he still couldn't hide his frustration. His time was more precious than he imagined, and not everyone could accept the call anytime and anywhere.