Dominate the Treacherous Realm

Chapter 797

　　 Brian's answer was a little low, and Jenkins believed that besides himself, even if anyone stood behind her, he would not be able to hear it.

　　 "Oh, so...it's you."

　　 Mr. Writer also doesn’t know how to describe his feelings at this time:

　　 "Then...who is Hathaway's dancing partner?"

　　 Hearing this question, the blonde girl raised her head again, the expression on her face is difficult to interpret:

　　 "Hathaway's dancing partner, of course you..."

　　 "Hmm...this way..."

　　 Jenkins really didn’t know what to say, his dancing partner was Britney, and Hathaway’s dancing partner was him... He never knew that he could still do this.

　　 "So, your partner is Hathaway?"

　　 Jenkins asked again.

　　 "Yes, that's it."

　　 The blond girl nodded slightly, and suddenly leaned forward to get closer to Jenkins, but was pulled by Hathaway who appeared behind him somehow:

　　 "You have to stand firm, Britney. Unsteady standing will hurt you and Jenkins."

　　 the girl warned.

　　Britney and Hathaway finished taking their jewelry, and asked Jenkins to return to the store to do their own business. He still didn't know what style of jewelry to make, and the old craftsman immediately suggested that he ask his friends for advice.

　　 "What you said makes sense!"

　　 Jenkins suddenly realized.

　　 "Of course, I have seen many things like this."

　　 The old craftsman nodded while touching Jenkins' rough, and then asked again:

　　 "Do you really want to make a decision after asking the opinions of two people?"

　　 Reread [two people], this is a kind reminder to Jenkins, but unfortunately he didn't notice.

　　 "Of course, the more people, the better, so that you can make better decisions."

　　 Jenkins affirmed this, and then the old craftsman looked at him with a strange look.

　　Even if Jenkins was introduced by the old man, he couldn't speed up the processing of this rough stone by the jeweler. But Torian promised that he would be able to complete the work in at least two weeks and gave Jenkins a note with his seal as proof of picking up the goods.

It was almost eleven o'clock when 　　 left the store, the two girls invited Jenkins to lunch together. He happened to have no suitable place to eat, so he did not refuse.

　　During lunch, Britney occasionally heard the rumors she heard from her father that the royal family is considering raising Jenkins's title to viscount, in recognition of his great contribution to the kingdom in the Fabry scam.

"Okay, I get it now."

　　 Jenkins behaved very plainly. Although there was no news from the church, Miss Stuart had already informed him about this as early as a week ago.

　　 The dining place for three people is a rather high-end restaurant, which can be seen from the amount of consumption. But what is worthy of praise is that the restaurant will also prepare extra seats for guests’ pets, that is, the kind of small basket supported by extremely high wooden legs, covered with comfortable blankets, and blocked by wooden fences to prevent pets. Rushed to the table.

　　 Jenkins admires this kind of thing, and plans to get one in the kitchen when he goes home, so that he doesn't need to let chocolate eat on the table.

　　 slap~

　　 While the three of them were talking happily, a strange sound came from under Chocolate. Then the pet seat collapsed from the bottom up. If it hadn't been for the chocolate to jump onto the table quickly, it would most likely fall off.

　　 The movement made here quickly attracted the attention of the restaurant manager. He attributed the accident to the defective structure of the chair, bowed and apologized to the three of them, promising that he would invite him for the meal.

When 　　 changed to the corner table, Jenkins had already given up the idea of ​​buying this kind of thing, and the chocolate was again allowed to dine beside Jenkins.

　　 Today, it has been almost a month since the release of Jenkins' second book. The three people talked about this topic somehow.

　　Britney still showed extreme enthusiasm for the book, and she was almost alone when the topic was opened. It can be seen that she has read "Frozen" more than once, and the analysis of the details is even better than the author of Jenkins...this half of the author is better.

　　 "Probably it was a success. After all, he recently met the postman in the St. George Street neighborhood and he complained to me that so many letters are delivered to me every day."

　　 "Those letters from readers, do you still throw them directly into the stove?"

　　 Hathaway asked softly.

　　 "Almost, although I will look at each one, but the number is really too big."

　　 At this point, Jenkins couldn't help but raised his hand to cover his forehead:

　　 "I really don't have time to deal with those things, or write a reply to everyone."

　　Chocolate doesn’t like those letters, because someone will always put a strange perfume in the envelope, and the cat’s overly sensitive sense of smell determines that it hates those things.

　　 In fact, the only perfume flavor that chocolate currently likes is the bottle made by Jenkins. But unfortunately, after investing in mines, Mr. Writer thought he was rich. He is a contented person, so the plan to produce perfume that was planned in the past has been shelved indefinitely.

　　 He understands what he wants, so he will not pursue ordinary finances excessively. Although having money in hand is also helpful for improving yourself, it is easy to turn the cart before the horse if you are not careful.

　　 "I heard that in the letter you received, someone would stuff some handkerchiefs or clothes."

　　 Brian asked very interested.

"Yes Yes."

　　 Speaking of this, Jenkins gets bored. He is a person who loves cleanliness, and the ladies' underwear is probably not very clean. He is afraid of polluting the air in the room even if it is burned in the stove.

　　 It's not that he doesn't understand the meaning of those clothes, but in this age of backwardness and disorder, who knows if the owner of the clothes will have strange diseases. Thinking of this, Jenkins felt sick looking at the white salad dressing in front of him.

　　 The cat, who sensed this emotion, stretched out his paw and tried to steal the veal steak in front of Jenkins, but Jenkins's hand was faster, and he pressed the cat.

"Why not hire a secretary? I mean, since you don't want to have a personal servant or a housekeeper, at least the secretary is still possible. For you now, regardless of your social status and personal property, you must be oriented towards The class above the middle class is in line."

　　 This is Britney's opinion. It sounds right, but Jenkins will never allow any stranger to enter his life. He will strictly guard his secrets, and anyone who might snoop on will surely be wiped out by him.

Chapter 798 Chapter Seven Hundred and Eighty Two Riots

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Chocolate stretched out his head again to spy on Jenkins' veal steak, but this time it still failed.

　　 "Secretary?"

　　 Jenkins answered the question casually, handling the food on the plate with the knife and fork in his hand. He doesn't like **** meat, and Miss Stuart has repeatedly emphasized in the etiquette course that it is an insult to order a fully cooked steak in a high-end restaurant, so this time the steak is half-ripe.

　　 "I don't like secretaries. Long-term communication with a strange man will make me feel sick. I spend a long time with a strange lady. Who knows what will happen. I believe in myself more, yes, that's it."

　　 The two girls looked at each other when they heard this, but Britney still asked the common question in their hearts:

　　 "I know that men like young and beautiful secretaries..."

"Yes, young and beautiful secretaries, working together for a long time. Holding a pen together to deal with work, some small accidents lead to a further relationship, and occasional physical contact in a closed room, passion emerges one night... .... Oh~"

　　 The man sighed:

　　 "Why do young girls always think of men like this?"

　　 "This is normal, after all, most of the men we meet are like this."

　　 Hathaway chuckled lightly, as if to ease the embarrassment, she added:

　　 "And young men are always...erotic."

　　 Only God knows why she uses this adjective.

　　 "It's hard for me to imagine that there will be a man who will put clothes on a pretty girl when facing her naked body. That's why I said that our view of men is normal."

　　 Hearing these words from the red-haired girl, Jenkins felt his heart stop beating for a second. For a moment, he thought that Hathaway knew exactly what happened on the train that night, and that was a test.

　　Miss Mihaier also looked pale, her eyes widened and looked at Jenkins, as if she was asking for help.

"What happen to you guys?"

　　 The red-haired girl was holding a beautiful glass, and her friends looked at her strangely and looked at each other in panic. After a second, she felt that she understood something...

　　 "Oh, in such a public place, I think it's better not to talk about such topics. Oh, waiter, please have another steak, it's still medium rare..."

　　 After speaking, regardless of Hathaway's reaction, she directly patted the chocolate with her hands:

　　 "The next steak is yours, so please be quiet for a while now?"

　　 The cat raised his head and looked at Jenkins with an unhappy expression. He hated being used as an excuse to change the subject. But since there is something to eat for a while, it is okay to forgive him for half an hour.

　　 Jenkins is now dealing with chocolate, so he doesn’t have to look at Hathaway, but Brian does not have such a good excuse.

　　 She raised her head in a panic, and saw the red-haired girl's sharp knife-like eyes-of course, this was her illusion.

　　 "I'm going to touch up makeup, do you want to go together?"

　　 Hathaway asked, and before she refused, she pulled Britney up to her feet.

　　 Jenkins didn't react at all the whole time, and when he raised his head again, the two girls had disappeared.

　　 "I know that mortal feelings will cause big trouble, sage bless you~"

　　 He closed his eyes and drew the holy emblem on his chest piously, hoping that the sage could bless him to tide over this difficulty perfectly. But the priesthood of the sage does not include [love] or [protecting the derailed], and Jenkins's hope will most likely fall through.

　　 "Speaking of which, who is the false **** who has the priesthood of [love]?"

　　 There are so many false gods that Jenkins didn't expect it for a while. He only remembered that [Love] and [Reproduction] belonged to the same god, but he didn't remember who it was.

　　 "I don't know if there are magic arts related to love, that must be very interesting."

　　 What was thinking in his heart suddenly shifted to an inexplicable direction.

　　 Sitting alone at a table in such a restaurant, it will inevitably be a little embarrassing after a long time. Even with a cat accompanied, Jenkins still felt a little uncomfortable.

　　 Maybe I felt his thoughts, and soon things took the initiative to appear next to Jenkins.

　　 At this time, there are not many guests dining in the restaurant, and the nearest table to Jenkins and others is also 30 feet away (about 9.14m). When he was looking bored at the chocolate meal, he suddenly heard a noise coming from there. When he turned his head, he saw two middle-aged gentlemen arguing loudly.

　　 They seem to be angry, otherwise they would never make noise in such a restaurant. As for the reason for the anger, it seems to be related to the business of the two. Jenkins heard it intermittently and didn't quite understand it.

　　The waiter hurried over to try to dissuade him, but his behavior seemed to make the two gentlemen even more angry.

　　 "Bliss, I warned you, if you hadn't signed the contract in the first place, how could we have fallen into the current predicament?"

　　 "Shahar, this can't be blamed on me, you didn't and did not turn back...Oh, God, please calm down!"

　　 The tall and thin man actually took out a pistol from his waist, and aimed his black muzzle at his companion.

　　 There was a strange silence for a second in the restaurant, and then screams rang from all around. Along with the scream, there was a loud gunshot. The man with the gun shot his companion's chest, where the blood spatter exploded, then raised the gun and aimed it at his head.

　　 "Oh~"

　　 Jenkins shook his head and turned around while covering Chocolate's eyes.

　　 He didn't care about what happened afterwards, took the cat and quickly got up and left the seat, allowing the people in the restaurant to gather together or flee in all directions.

　　 The bathroom of the restaurant is in the corner not far away. When he walked to the door, Hathaway and Britney just came out.

　　 "What happened here?"

　　 The soundproofing of the bathroom is probably very good.

　　 "Nothing, nothing, let's leave."

　　 As he said, he was about to lead his friends out of the restaurant. Although Hathaway and Britney were still wondering, they could tell from the performance of other customers that the place shouldn't stay for long, so they hurriedly left behind Jenkins from the main entrance.

People on the 　　 street also noticed the unusual behavior here. Some people walked away for fear of getting into trouble, and some people stood across the street curiously, wanting to know what happened here.

　　 Plus the customers who wanted to escape from the restaurant, and the two horse-drawn carriages that happened to be approaching each other, for a while, the entrance of the restaurant was actually blocked.

Chapter 799 Chapter Seven Hundred and Eighty Three Preparation

　　 Jenkins was worried about getting separated with the two girls, so he stretched his hand to the back and held their hands. He didn't care whether he was polite, and squeezed forward desperately while saying sorry. Jenkins's power is amazing, and even those who are offended by him want to complain, but seeing that face, they feel inexplicably panic and uneasy.

　　 Jenkins didn't notice that, except for people he knew, any stranger would subconsciously not dare to look at his face when he had a bad temper.

　　 It took a lot of effort to squeeze out from the crowd at the door, especially Jenkins had to take care of the friends behind him not to be taken advantage of. When I finally got away from the crowd, it was already close to the entrance of the street. When I saw that the cat on my shoulder was gone, and then looked up, it was lying lazily on the mailbox at the entrance of the street, looking like it had been waiting for a long time.

　　 "This is too dangerous."

　　 Jenkins looked back at the increasingly noisy street behind him with lingering fear, then led the girls to turn to another street, and got in the carriage and drove to the east block.