[Comprehensive British and American] Platinum Trap

Rebecca ignored everyone's horrified gazes, and threw Bella away like a piece of trash.

She clapped her hands slowly, then turned to look at the woman on the high platform, the woman with the same blond hair, the woman who would spend her life with Lucius in the future, the woman she envied.

Yes, Rebecca envied Narcissa, jealously.

After breaking up with Lucius, she kept thinking, if she also had a pure-blood family background, had blonde hair that fit the Malfoy family's genetics, and had the value that Lucius needed to use...how great it would be.

Even if she could become a Death Eater with him, be trampled by the Dark Lord whom she despises with him, fail and die with him, Rebecca would get her wish.

But... without what if, Lucius didn't give her any leeway, and cut off their relationship cleanly without any hesitation.

Why didn't he treat himself the same way he treated Snape?Obviously she also has the ability that Snape has. Snape can be a friend who can bring benefits to Lucius, and so can Rebecca!

As long as she can stay by his side, she doesn't want anything, she doesn't want the system points exchanged for blood and lives, and she doesn't want the endless lives exchanged for points, she... just wants that touch of platinum.

She was willing to be used by him, but why not Lucius?Isn't Malfoy the most important thing?Isn't Malfoy... the best at exploiting emotional beauty to his advantage.

In other words, fate is really unchangeable, and Lucius is destined not to belong to Rebecca in this life.

'What if Narcissa dies...' What will be the fate?This idea popped up uncontrollably in the woman's mind.

If that's the case... The woman looked at the bride on the stage in a trance, and the beautiful bride with blond hair and dazzling eyes met Rebecca's gaze, and she couldn't help avoiding her gaze.

After avoiding it, Narcissa felt that this was not good. Rebecca came to make a fuss about her wedding, so why should she hide her eyes with a guilty conscience!

Thinking of this, Narcissa tried her best to meet Rebecca's eyes, and tried her best to make her eyes look a little murderous, but when she met... she was timid again.

It's not that Narcissa is timid, it's because she has heard of Rebecca's name a long time ago, and she has a deep understanding of her methods and rumors.

One must know that even Bella, who has always been known for being ruthless and ruthless, is also in her hands. Such a rival in love... Narcissa has some difficulties not to be afraid.

After all... Rebecca is already crazy, she is scary enough in normal times, but now... it is even more difficult to say.

Narcissa had no doubts that Rebecca was abnormal. After all, who would make a big wedding in front of the Dark Lord?Isn't she afraid that the Dark Lord will kill her in a fit of anger?That's entirely possible.

Narcissa glanced at the calm Dark Lord next to her, and silently gave herself a reassurance: "It's okay, it's okay, the Dark Lord won't let Rebecca do anything to the bride."

Subconsciously, Narcissa ignored Lucius' position intentionally or unintentionally. Perhaps...she knew Lucius' heart better than anyone else.

Lucius frowned to block the woman's gaze. He was really afraid of her. You know that the Dark Lord didn't make a move just now, but it doesn't mean that he won't make a move in a while. If Rebecca does something crazy again, it will be dangerous up.

He can't let Rebecca take action against Narcissa. If there is something wrong with Narcissa, then the wedding will be over, and the Black family will not let Rebecca go, and everything will be out of control by then.

A shrewd calculation flashed across the eyes of the platinum nobleman, and he automatically stepped forward to block Rebecca, completely blocking her chance of contacting the people in the field.

"Rebecca, go away, if you don't go, I can't protect you anymore."

Lucius, who usually can't speak without going around a few times, actually asked Rebecca to hurry up so directly in front of everyone, it was really surprising.

The meaning Malfoy wants to convey is obvious, I just want to let her go now, so don't show my attitude to Bella, Little Crouch and the like, and of course show my attitude to the Dark Lord in advance.

The Dark Lord still sat in his seat without speaking. He closed his eyes at some point, as if he had fallen asleep.

This attitude is obviously to give Lucius this face, after all...that is also Lucius Malfoy.

A pure-blood family with mystery, antiquity and wealth, and the youngest patriarch in power of the Malfoy family.

Anyone with a discerning mind can understand the meaning of Lucius' words, not to mention these old foxes at the banquet; everyone looked left and right, and looked at each other without saying a word; the Dark Lord didn't speak, who has nothing to do to offend Malfoy.

Some aristocratic women have already begun to envy Rebecca, and based on Lucius' words, everyone can tell that Malfoy cares about this crazy woman.

You must know that Malfoy is the one who puts interests above all else. If he protects Rebecca so much today, how will he be stabbed in the back tomorrow.

'Look, the faces of the Black family are not good-looking, so what if the daughter marries Malfoy?It's not even a mixed blood! '

Those aristocratic women who were jealous and dissatisfied because Narcissa was able to marry Lucius felt a little better now.

'What a period drama... anyone who didn't come to this wedding will definitely regret it. '——The inner drama of everyone present

The ice-blue beautiful eyes looked straight at the woman, and there was no hypocrisy in the eyes. Rebecca knew that Lucius was serious.

But... isn't this ridiculous?If she just left like this, then what is she doing here?

There was some redness on her pale cheeks, and she tried hard to make her eyes look less distracted.

"Lucius, in your eyes, am I ridiculous?" She forced a smile.

The platinum nobleman didn't speak, and there was no slight fluctuation on his handsome and monstrous face.

"I know that even if you come here to make a big fuss, even if you mess up your wedding, you can't give up what you want and come back to me."

The woman straightened her messy long hair without looking into Lucius' eyes.

"But I just can't accept our ending, and I can't watch you walk to others."

"It's ridiculous. If my former colleagues know what I look like now, they will laugh at me to death."

Rebecca looked up into Lucius' eyes, and then her eyes fell on his long platinum blonde hair.

Lucius Malfoy sighed silently in his heart, closed his eyes, and rubbed his aching temple with his fingertips.

After relieving his headache, he said helplessly, "Rebecca, don't be stupid, we... are over."

"As you can see, I'm getting married."

He forced himself to look directly into Rebecca's eyes, and said word by word: "You are a smart woman, even if I don't tell you, you will understand."

"Rebecca, don't lie to yourself anymore. I have no last resort, and no one forced me to break up with you. I just... gave up on you."

Regardless of everyone's surprised gazes, Lucius said bluntly: "So, Rebecca, you need to find someone better and more worthy of your love to be with. Don't you know that I have never been a good person."

Rebecca stared blankly at the delicate white patterns on the ground, and stood there without saying a word, as if she had turned into a stone sculpture.

"Come on, take Miss Rebecca out!" Lucius turned around and shouted sharply.

The little elf quickly appeared after being ordered, carrying the woman who looked like a statue without struggle, and the figure of the woman in black robe disappeared from everyone's sight.

The huge and gorgeous auditorium was a little silent for a while, but it was only for a moment, and the previous chatting with each other was restored...

Everyone chatted in low voices, as if nothing happened.

Bella, who was unconscious on the ground, was carried down at some point. Narcissa, also Blake's bride, was holding the groom's arm and smiling happily.

The same golden hair shone beautifully golden under the huge crystal lamp.

The two talked intimately for a while, and smiled at each other for a while, which is a picture of a couple of gods and gods.

The Dark Lord looked at the direction in which the woman was leaving, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth: "Malfoy... is really... as cruel as ever."

Thinking of something, he closed his eyes again.

'That pair of shiny gold...is an eyesore. '

The author has something to say: Rebecca: "Come here, author, I won't hit you, what am I going to do if I'm so sad! Where's the promised gold finger? Come out of the system!"

System: "Hi, the system you called is busy and cannot be connected right now..."

Lucius: "Baby, I'm your golden finger" The blue eyes are full of affection

Rebecca: "Get out!"

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