franphil Chapter 424 Flora Jacob
Chapter 424 Flora Jacob
Chapter 424 Flora Jacob
Vahana was, after all, a very kind and mature woman. When she sensed that Mr. Dawn Dantes might have some concerns that were difficult to express, she tried to close the social distance and hopefully offer some comfort to this gentleman with whom she got along quite well.
"Madam, is there something wrong with you?"
Returning the favor, Klein, sensing the other party's goodwill, promptly inquired about it.
"Well, it's not a big problem. My husband is a businessman, and he recently had a minor conflict with someone."
Vahana briefly touched on it without going into details, but then continued to instruct Klein, "Your question was a bit too direct. In formal social situations, before a real friendship has been established, try not to ask someone what happened to them unless they have made it very obvious."
Haven't we established a friendship yet?
Klein felt that building connections was quite difficult for him, as a newly rich businessman.
However, the woman later shared some information with Klein, such as the characteristics and preferences of the surrounding neighbors.
This is quite important, since Klein intends to experience the social landscape of this era as an ordinary extraordinary being.
After Vahana left, he thought for a moment and instructed the butler, "Find out what difficulties Ms. Vahana is facing; perhaps she will need our help."
This may be the first step towards entering the world.
After becoming wealthy, kind people tend to become generous.
Before long, the experienced butler found out the reason.
He reported this to Klein, who had just returned from St. Samuel's Cathedral. The bishop who had greeted him at the church this time was different; it was no longer Chael.
Because Chael was already tired of this guy who went there every day, he preferred to entertain some young girls.
Then they distribute some loose items from within the church as welfare or lucky bags.
Since it wasn't food, but just some trinkets that even if you got them, you'd just throw them away when you got home, Xia'er could only use them to amuse the children. Boys rarely came to church; they usually came on Saturdays or weekends, when he preferred to rest at home.
Walter's butler reported to his employer the problems that Ms. Vahana was facing. Her husband, a fabric merchant, had invested a thousand pounds and encountered a classic case of embezzlement and absconding. He was currently asking MP Maht and Mrs. Liana to urge the police system to help handle the matter.
Walter himself wasn't very optimistic, not because he looked down on the West Velas field, but because no one could guarantee anything in this situation.
The only thing Klein could do was offer a £200 reward to whoever helped solve the problem.
This is his first step in making a name for himself on this street. He needs to take steady steps to re-enter the circle of the Church of the Night and get to know his old friend "Little Maynard" again, in a completely new way.
Walter, the butler, was also an exception; his annual salary was only that much. This employer was truly a generous and warm-hearted gentleman.
"That's all there is to it."
Hazel sat on the edge of the bed, fiddling with her skirt, and proudly told Xia Er how she had earned an extra sum of pocket money.
"200 pounds."
Seemingly feeling that Xia'er's reaction was not enough, she gently swung her fist again.
"Ms. Vahana should thank you for your kindness..."
"But it's a bit much for you to compete with bounty hunters for their livelihood. They rarely have a chance to make a big score."
Xia Er reached out and ruffled Hazel's long, wavy hair, laughing.
He felt that the police at the Westville stadium were quite wronged. Cloth worth over a thousand pounds was not so easy to hide. They should have been given some time to investigate. The existence of the extraordinary made the police department seem somewhat incompetent.
Chael lived on Westville Street and had heard plenty of complaints from the high-ranking police superintendents of Westville.
"What you should do now is praise me."
Not getting the feedback she wanted, Hazel abandoned her ladylike reserve and looked at Shael with dissatisfaction.
"I remember you used to be a shy and timid girl."
Chael took Hazel's hand, but the other woman wasn't shy; she just smiled.
"I'm much more mature now, am I more attractive?"
Hazel confidently tossed her hair, only in this room could she be so ostentatious and vain.
This girl learned about Ms. Vahana's predicament through a conversation between her parents, Congressman Macht and Mrs. Liana. As a girl with extraordinary abilities who was also subject to official supervision (Chael), she naturally did not miss the opportunity to demonstrate her abilities.
She became a hero, solved the case, and even managed to snag a bounty for free.
Do we Jacob's family have some amazing genes?
Chaer felt that Hazel's transformation was definitely related to her teacher, Flora Jacob.
This is a very arrogant and unrestrained junior. As a parasite, he even instigated and controlled Hazel to pounce on him. However, he still has some rationality and bottom line. He only enjoyed the thrill of flirting with the bishop of the Church of the Night and the official professional in person. He did not really intend to do anything to Xia'er and Hazel.
Otherwise, Flora Jacob would have already been sent back to the drawing board.
Hazel's adoration for this teacher...you can tell from her current self-perceived maturity, wisdom, strength, and sex appeal.
"Rejecting childlike aesthetics, advocating for maternal health."
Xia Er didn't try to coax the currently immature Hazel into cosplaying; he thought it would be better for the girl to focus on her studies at grammar school.
Hazel felt as if she had been shot with an arrow, especially the faint chuckles of Flora in her ear, which made her furious and humiliated.
This humiliation cannot be erased, it can only be transferred.
Do you like your mother like that?
Hazel launched an attack on Shael.
"I like someone like Mrs. Catherine."
Chael stepped out of the attack itself and gave an answer.
"She..."
Hazel was shocked; no matter how charming Lady Catherine was, she was still close to 50 years old.
Compared to Audrey Hall, she didn't think she was inferior in any way. So what if she didn't have as many or as good pieces of jewelry? Her teacher was a demigod, a descendant of an angelic family. While Audrey was stronger than her in the real world, she was far inferior in terms of connections in the mystical world.
"Get down, let me play."
Flora quickly took over Hazel's body. She closed one eye, put her hands behind her back, glanced at Shael, and said leisurely, "Don't think I don't know what you like. Isn't it just big waves, long legs, and a noble title?"
"She's a countess, so can I."
"In a few years, I'll marry an earl, and who needs a few more pearl necklaces? If you have any particular regrets about Mrs. Hall, I'll go and meet Hilbert Hall... and steal his heart."
When Hazel smiled, her smile was confident and radiant.