Operation Red Book

Chapter 430 What are you doing in my Countess's room?

"You are blackmailing people morally. This is not gentlemanly behavior."

Marquis Sebastian stood with his hands behind his back, preaching like a venerable master.

The two girls were stunned by this sudden scene, one was dumbfounded, and the other had a blank mind.

Only Joshua secretly climbed into Ivy's ear and said with full pride: "See, I said she was hiding a man here behind your back..."

"No, what the hell are you, a middle-aged greasy guy doing in a girl's room?"

Ivy pushed Joshua away, pulled Christine over and locked her behind her.

The Marquis's face looked a little ugly. He coughed lightly and shifted his focus to another leg.

"Miss, please watch your words...Oh my God, these people are so well-mannered..."

"What are you mumbling about!"

Ivy rushed forward despite Christine's obstruction, her tone becoming even tougher.

"I ask you! What are you doing in my Countess's room?"

"I came to see how Christine was doing. Don't forget, I was the one who sent her to London and brought her back."

The Marquis spoke slowly, like a wild animal walking freely, elegant and majestic.

"Then why were you hiding in her closet?"

"You suddenly knocked on the door and interrupted my conversation with Christine. I was afraid that her reputation would be affected..."

"Why did you go into her room if you were afraid she would be affected?"

"Because I want to check on her physical condition."

"Who do you think you are! Are you more professional than a doctor?"

"I'm her fiancé."

"Your Excellency the Marquis!" Christine shouted in panic.

"Half an hour ago..." The Marquis was stunned with a pale face.

"I'm still her best friend!"

"Classmate Ivy, wuwuwu!" Joshua's little pearls fell even more.

"Except Joshua..." Ivy quickly pulled up Joshua who was sliding down helplessly.

The four of them were in an unclear stalemate, you wouldn't let me, and I wouldn't let you.

After a moment's silence, Christine sat on her bed and the Marquis sat on the stool in front of the dressing table.

Joshua stood aside, buttoning his clothes, while Ivy paced back and forth in front of everyone with a frown on her face.

The weird picture reveals a mysterious humor.

"Stop turning... Miss Ivy, I feel dizzy."

Christine leaned gently against the wall, closing and opening her eyes.

"I assure you that the Marquis is a true gentleman, and he really came to ask about my health."

Ivy walked more hurriedly.

"I confessed my thoughts to him, and the Marquis was willing to help me ask my father, mother, and even Her Majesty the Queen..."

"besides……"

"You know what I'm saying?" Christine suddenly challenged.

"Of course!"

Ivy frowned and stopped suddenly.

Christine suddenly became interested. She shrugged her shoulders and raised the corners of her mouth.

"1! 2! 3!"

"About the engagement." The Marquis said with a smile.

"About who the devil is that Xiao Ben is referring to." Ivy said firmly.

"About my decision to take over Xiao Ben's identity." Christine said calmly.

"About who is Ivy's best friend."

Joshua muttered quietly, and no one could hear what he said.

The room fell silent again, and then...

"what!"

Ivy and Joshua were on the same line.

Christine blinked and looked at the two panicked people calmly.

Marquis Sebastian, who was not far away, smiled secretly with relief, his expression full of pride and pride.

"What do you mean?" Ivy tilted her head.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Christine pursed her lips and turned her head away.

"You won't support me anyway..."

"No no no!"

Ivy took a small step forward, quickly grabbed Christine's little hand and placed it on her chest.

"What I mean is that I didn't understand what you wanted to do just now. I don't know where your decision came from, let alone when it will be implemented, so I panicked a little."

"But as your good friend, I must tell you that no matter what you do, I will support you without hesitation."

Ivy said seriously, her voice gentle and kind.

Christine's cheeks flushed immediately. Ivy's strong heartbeat was warm and hot in her palm, like a charcoal fire in the snow, melting a whole pine tree.

The two girls' bright eyes met again, one black and one blue, each flashing with joy and anticipation from the bottom of their hearts.

"Then I'll tell you tonight!"

Christine smiled and said playfully.

"But now..."

Ivy looked out the window and saw that the sun had already moved in a fan shape and was about to set behind the mountain.

"We're leaving."

Joshua walked forward at this time and pulled Ivy over with a cold face.

"where to?"

Christine hurriedly stood up and trotted after the two of them until they stopped at the door.

"We are here to investigate the case, and now we are going to meet up with Mr. Holmes."

"But, I don't seem to have given you any clues..."

"That's right, useless young lady..."

"you shut up!"

Ivy shouted harshly, her eyes looking heavily at Joshua.

Then, she gently pinched Christine's glutinous rice ball-like cheek and comforted her slowly:

"Kiki told us a lot of useful details. We need to tell Mr. Holmes everything Kiki said. He will definitely appreciate your cooperation!"

"Yeah!"

Christine smiled a huge smile, as bright and charming as a sunflower.

"Then I'll wait for you in the town of Lei. Today is Halloween, and everyone will go to the town center to participate in the activities... um... except Xiaoben..."

When Xiaoben was mentioned, everyone fell silent, like a wound that had not yet scabbed, always stinging every inch of skin.

Joshua had already opened the door a crack and was waiting silently, neither anxious nor impatient.

"I will come to see you with the truth..."

Ivy said gently, she patted Christine's shoulder and turned to leave.

Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, and turned around through the crack in the door and asked:

"Kiki, do you remember who was standing behind you the last time you talked to Xiao Ben?"

"Behind me?"

Christine lowered her head and thought about it seriously.

"It's not my parents, nor my aunt or uncle. It seems to be..."

"The Bruce family?"

"Okay..." Ivy smiled, bowed, and left.

Christine looked at the closed door and let out a long sigh.

The man behind her walked towards her slowly, and the air became hot again.

When a single man and a single woman get along, there's always some messy ambiguity.

"So this is the famous Miss Ivy."

The Marquis chuckled, his tone full of teasing.

"No wonder I can lure both your soul and Count Waite's soul over with just a snap of my fingers..."

"Don't let Count Waite and Miss Ivy be together."

Christine said worriedly.

"Neither Joshua nor Dorian, Mr. Zhu absolutely cannot do this, and Mr. Holmes cannot do this!"

"Who is Miss Ivy going to be with then?"

"Well... just be nice to me..."

The Marquis raised his eyes in surprise. He had an idea but couldn't say it easily.

Looking at Christine's dignified back, he simply changed the subject.

"I thought you were closer to Vincent Waite?"

"It's just family dealings. Earl White is the most terrifying person I have ever met. He has too many secrets and too big ambitions. If you ask me, the fire in the Earl's Mansion is really questionable."

"Sometimes I even think that it was not Miss Ivy who lured Count Waite away, but Miss Ivy who was bewitched and jumped into the trap that Count Waite decorated himself."

"Maybe Miss Ivy also sees you and me in this way..."

The Marquis stretched out his fingers and twirled Christine's beautiful champagne-colored curls, and his heart suddenly contracted.

"We will not be together, Lord Marquis."

Christine shook her head and turned away from the Marquis.

"Well..." The Marquis smiled gently, his eyes seemed to contain some reluctance.

"Then you should have a good rest, and we will meet in the center of town."

"Okay, I look forward to meeting you, Your Excellency the Marquis..."

"Click——"

“Uh…”

The door suddenly opened, and a familiar hand stretched out from inside, grabbed the Marquis by the collar and pulled him out.

"It's you! What are you always doing in my Countess's room?"

"Ms. Ivy? Let go of your hands first..."

Christine sat steadily in front of the makeup mirror and chuckled.

After laughing, she darkened her eyes, opened the entire drawer, and reached inside with both hands.

After a while, Christine walked out of the room holding a black cloak.

There were two exquisite silver pistols hanging on her waist.