Chapter Ninety-Six: Together

Gernada hadn't taken a step since he stepped into the suite on the sixth floor of the East, and he had locked himself in his bedroom except for the time he spent training Donner.

It shouldn't be sleeping, Donner secretly guessed, but it's hard to say, Dean Devis has always been unable to wake up before, maybe one of the ways these masters can win is to get enough sleep.

Donner shook his head, banishing the strange thought out of his head.

It's been a month since he boarded the ship, and he'll need to make a second assassination plan for the next month.

Presumably in order to ensure the diversity of the subjects of the exercise, this time, Gernada added a condition to Donner, the assassination target must be a man.

Donner immediately thought of Viscount Gresham.

In December, even on the warm sea, the weather inevitably cools down.

Open-air dinners and dances have moved indoors. On the third floor of the cabin, in addition to the restaurant and casino, there is a spacious enough hall for the long winter and summer seasons.

On the dance floor, the Countess of Pellinan was alone, her face ugly.

Gresham seemed to be deliberately avoiding her, and was sitting far away from her, chatting hotly with a noble young woman.

He must have gotten enough benefits from the countess, or he had squeezed the last drop of oil and water out of the other party, so he pulled out of the relationship.

In order to save face, the countess certainly wouldn't tell anyone that Gresham approached her for money.

So, no one will blame Gresham. For real aristocrats, dew marriages have long been commonplace, and such relationships always come and go in a hurry.

"Viscount Gresham is starting to make his second deal. ”

Silver heels, beautifully proportioned calves, long purple dress—Donner didn't have to look up to know who was talking to him.

"You're too inefficient in comparison. Donner replied, "I'll give you a suggestion, instead of gnawing on a target, it's better to change it and change your luck." ”

Ricko laughed and took her seat, completely unoblivious to Donner's taunt.

Donner pouted in the direction of the Caesian circle, and continued, "Well, there's a guy over there who has been watching you, intentionally or not. ”

Rick looked in the direction he had indicated, and the blonde boy hurriedly looked away, pretending not to see.

The half-elf girl said disdainfully: "It's boring, it's not much oil and water at first glance." ”

Donner shook his head speechlessly, he had never seen such a thick skin.

Speaking of which, who could have made this shameless guy so sad that day?

No matter how you look at it, she doesn't look like she's going to fall in love with anyone, she misses her loved ones.

Guess when her father was a businessman, she reacted normally, so it should be her mother.

She once quoted her mother: There is no good man in the aristocracy. Women who say such things are mostly because of ill-fated fate.

"Hey, what about you? What is your business? Don't talk about your theories of observing people, I don't believe you're sitting here and really just looking at this. Ruiko has an arrogant expression again, I have to say that with her beauty, she does have arrogant capital, at least most men will smile when they see her expression.

But Donner is different, from a distance, he has revenge for killing his father, and close to him, he has homework to make an assassination plan. He simply didn't have enough time to get enough sleep, and he wouldn't have wasted it here if it weren't for the assassination plan.

In order to get rid of this endless entanglement, he decided to be ruthless.

"Curiosity kills, and maybe your mother's tragic fate is because of this. Donner raised his glass, he needed an object to hide his unnaturalness, and in his nature he couldn't say such vicious words.

Sure enough, Ricke's face turned cold all of a sudden, and her blue eyes stared at him viciously, and it was the first time since they met her that Donner had seen her look so cold.

The girl was tense, she looked like she was going to spill wine in her face at any moment, and Donner was on guard.

Rick didn't do that, she just stood up coldly and walked back to the Caesian circle.

Donner finally got rid of the entanglement, but he didn't feel good in his heart, and it was very immoral to stimulate other people's scars in this way. In his shoes, if someone said that about his father, he might not be able to be as forgiving as Ruiko.

However, the matter has come to this point, it is useless to think too much, it is still important to be busy with business.

From Miss Theresa, Donner learns that the young woman who was talking to Viscount Gresham was Miss Laetitia.

When Donner asked such a question, Theresa immediately put on a look of disgust. She told Donner that Miss Laetitia was the mistress of a marquis, who had just said goodbye to him in Port Sescu.

It's messy, Donner shook his head.

More chaos is yet to come.

Fifteen days later, the waiter found Miss Laetitia's body in her cabin on the second floor.

She committed suicide by cutting her wrists and did not leave a suicide note before her death.

There happened to be a priest on board, and he was on deck to officiate at Miss Laetitia's funeral.

“...... Lost children, follow the direction of the light, let go of earthly attachments, return to heaven, and return to the embrace of God......"

After the priest had recited the eulogy, Miss Laetitia's body was cremated and then scattered into the sea. Her belongings, two large boxes, will be sent to the address registered at the time of purchase of the ticket after docking.

There shouldn't be anything of value left in those two boxes. Did this young lady lose the courage to live because she had been cheated out of her belongings, or was she simply trapped by love? Donner couldn't figure it out.

He had been looking for traces of Viscount Gresham in the crowd at the funeral, and finally found out helplessly that Gresham had not come to the funeral at all. Is it a dare not face it, or is it not a matter at all?

He suddenly felt that the plan he had made for Viscount Gresham might be able to be put into practice.

After the funeral, the captain made a brief report to the passengers present, to the effect that Miss Laetitia's death had indeed been found to be a suicide, and that the Esther was completely safe.

Somewhat ironically, shortly after the captain's announcement, it was discovered that Viscount Gresham was missing.

The ball-party regulars did not show up for several days, and the waiter was reminded to go to his cabin to see if anything had happened, only to find that he was not in his cabin at all, and even his luggage was gone.

The captain mobilized all the crew on board to conduct a check, and finally concluded that Viscount Gresham was indeed not on board.

The Easter hadn't docked since Miss Laetitia's suicide, so where had he gone?

When Donner handed Gernada his assassination plan, he added: "This time the target has really been cleared...... I didn't do it. ”

"Oh, so there's a companion of yours on board?" said Gernada with amusement.