I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 387 Audacious
For Xia Qingdai, this evening was generally pleasant. Old Mrs. Vincent was very hospitable, and her two sons were also quite gentlemanly.

The only thing that made her uncomfortable was that Mrs. Vincent often cast inquiring glances at her without restraint.

Although Xia Qingdai was used to the stares from others since she was a child, most of them were admiration and envy, which did not make her feel uncomfortable.

Mrs. Vincent's gaze was full of aggression, which made her feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

The other person gave her a very cold feeling, as if he was plotting something against her. If the other person was a man, Xia Qingdai would probably think that he might have bad intentions towards her.

Now, there is no fundamental conflict of interest between the two of them. Although Xia Qingdai didn't like her gaze, she didn't take it to heart.

After all, he is one of the hosts today, so Xia Qingdai can still maintain basic courtesy.

It’s just that Xia Qingdai thought she had no vested interest in Mrs. Vincent, but the latter didn’t think so.

After she couldn't get any information from Xia Qingdai herself, she turned to ask Miss Brown and Caroline, who were familiar with Xia Qingdai.

The girls who mainly focused on dressing and choosing a husband in their daily lives were not as cunning as the young women who fought in the West Indies. They soon told Mrs. Vincent everything they knew about Xia Qingdai.

After hearing that Xia Qingdai had bought the manor that originally belonged to Mr. Richard, also had a big house in London, and might have a dowry of tens of thousands of pounds, the latter began to have other ideas in his mind.

In fact, their family's business in the West Indies was not going well, and they urgently needed to find a large sum of money to fill it.

When they returned to the UK this time, the couple tacitly agreed to look for their own targets, and this dance party was the opportunity to achieve them.

She and her husband had done several no-cost businesses in the West Indies under the cover of their status as British upper-class people, and their courage had long been honed.

It is precisely because Mrs. Vincent has many lives on her shoulders that Xia Qingdai, who has strong senses, feels uncomfortable with her gaze.

The last time she encountered such an uncomfortable look was from Miss Brown’s cousin Lister. This could be considered Xia Qingdai’s sixth sense.

The reason why nothing happened later was that the "God" of Fucui Villa appeared and scared away the shrewd Liszt.

Mrs. Vincent was different. She had seen so many deaths in the West Indies that she was not afraid of God. She hardly prayed and did not believe what others said about the existence of a real God in Fucui Villa.

These incredible things are indeed hard to believe unless you see them with your own eyes or experience them yourself.

In the middle of the dance, she winked at her cousin and they went upstairs together.

"What's wrong? The party is in full swing. Why did you call me up here?"

"Brick, your chance to get rich has come again." Mrs. Vincent said straight to the point.

Bearded man Brick stroked his beard and said with a smile, "There are indeed many noble ladies here tonight. I wonder which one you are talking about, cousin?"

"The one who bought Richard's estate, the fugitive princess from the East you mentioned." Mrs. Vincent said it directly without keeping anyone in suspense.

Brick shrugged and said, "I admit that she may be the richest girl here. But unfortunately, she doesn't seem to be interested in me. I invited her to dance twice and she refused." "That's not difficult. As long as you don't forget me after the matter is accomplished, I will lend you a hand."

"inappropriate……"

Mrs. Vincent interrupted Brice and said, "I have already inquired for you. She is nineteen years old and came back from the East alone. She bought Mr. Anderson's estate with a fine mirror, and bought the house in London with a huge diamond."

At this point, Mrs. Vincent tilted her head and smiled: "Do you understand?"

"An orphan girl with wealth but no elders is indeed a good match." After saying this, Brick put away his cynical smile and said seriously to Mrs. Vincent, "But I advise you not to set your sights on her, and don't instigate me. There is a true God behind her."

"Tsk..." Mrs. Vincent couldn't help but sneered, "You really believe it."

"You have been in the West Indies for many years and you don't know some things. The Owen family does have a patron saint. Otherwise, how do you think he got his title? How did the welfare home in the town of Ivra open? Why did Mr. Brown and others pay for it?"

"Even if there really is one, so what? Her last name is Xia, not Owen." Mrs. Vincent said disapprovingly, "A true god probably wouldn't be a mortal's bodyguard day and night. If he could come at any time, he wouldn't be the god of Fucui Villa, but a slave.

Brick seemed to be somewhat persuaded. He hesitated for a long time and did not speak again.

"Don't hesitate, dear cousin Brick! Act quickly, or I'm afraid the two rich cousins ​​will be internally digested. That Miss Xia has a naive look on her face, but I see that Owen looks at her in a very different way. He is so handsome, and if he really wants to take action, he will be in a good position."

"Heh, that kid may not even have all his hair grown out yet, he's still just a kid." People like Brick, as long as they can walk upright, have absolute confidence, "Okay, I'll go and see if I can deal with her in ten days."

Mrs. Vincent succeeded in provoking her. She smiled secretly and raised the corners of her lips and said, "Why ten days? Just wait in this guest room. I will bring the person to you."

Brick frowned. "This is not the West Indies. Don't mess around. Throw a few more balls and I'll catch her. You'll get what you want."

"You are still so timid. Don't you know that the longer the night, the more dreams you will have?" Mrs. Vincent smiled proudly, "Just wait."

After saying this, she walked out with her head held high, with many gold, silver and jewels appearing in her mind.

The reason why she was unwilling to plan for a few more days was because Mrs. Vincent felt that Xia Qingdai was cold and distant, and she was afraid that the opportunity would never come again.

As long as she could get the rich girl, everything else would be easy. She was not afraid of her cousin taking all the spoils. Once you succeed in something once, you will not be able to resist doing it a second time.

Brick watched Mrs. Vincent walk out confidently, and his adrenaline suddenly surged.

He had done the same thing once before when he was 24. He was also a young girl with a good dowry, and was invited by Mrs. Vincent to go to France to watch a play.

At a dance party one night, the girl drank a few more glasses. When she returned to her room to rest, she suddenly discovered that there was an extra person on her bed. It was Brick, who was also drunk and "walked into the wrong" room.

Afterwards, Brick took responsibility for his father's actions and immediately proposed to her. However, since ancient times, beautiful women have always been short-lived. Only one year after their marriage, she caught a fever and died.

It was natural for Brick to inherit her property. From then on, he no longer needed his wife's signature to spend money, and he became a rich man.