Chapter 90: Rebecca's Birthday Dinner - Part I

The next evening.

Pompeii is bustling with activity.

There were all kinds of carriages parked at the door, and the carriages were also painted with various patterns, some were noble family crests, some were company logos, and among them was a silver dragon head that Chen Lun was familiar with.

Chen Lun stepped out of the carriage, turned around and took Floy and Connie's hands, and picked them down.

All three of them tonight are dressed up.

Floy wore a black and purple evening gown, revealing a slender white swan-like neck and beautiful collarbones. She wore the same black and purple tie on her head, and her long pale blonde hair draped down her back like a waterfall, and the whole had a deep beauty.

Connie was dressed in a pale yellow dress, draped in a red paisley shawl, and her hair was deliberately coiled up and tied with a plaid pattern, looking youthful.

Neither of them had ever worn such evening dresses and looked a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Chen Lun followed them, and his calm appearance made them feel a lot more at ease.

"Good night, Mr. Jack, and two beautiful young ladies."

Binoz stood in front of the gate to receive the guests.

"Please come in."

He respectfully stroked his chest and saluted, and then led the door in.

Chen Lun and his entourage walked through the path of the manor and slowly walked to the front of the villa.

The Viscount of Pompeii and his wife were chatting with several other guests, and after seeing Chen Lun's arrival, the Viscount quickly interrupted the conversation, and then came to Chen Lun.

"Mr. Jack, welcome to Rebecca's Birthday Dinner."

"It's my pleasure."

Chen Lun said to shake hands with the viscount, and Floy and Connie followed suit.

Then Viscount Pompeii personally took Chen Lun and the three of them into the gate of the villa.

The guests on the side were surprised, not knowing what the identity of the black-haired young man was, and he let His Excellency Viscount Pompeii treat him so politely.

Viscount Pompey led Chen Lun to the lively living room.

The long dining table was filled with a variety of high-end dishes, and the maids busily shuttled through the crowd, trays of fine wine in their hands for the guests to fetch themselves.

Men talk and laugh loudly, while women gather around to enjoy dessert or whisper. When he said something funny, he covered his face with a feather fan of various colors and giggled.

"Let me introduce you, this is Lawson of Amber City Council, and next to him is his nephew, Mr. Alvin."

Viscount Pompeii said.

In front of Chen Lun stood two men, a middle-aged and a young man.

The viscount introduced Chen Lun and his party to the other party.

"Hello, young scholar."

Congressman Lawson has curly brown hair and a deep voice.

He politely shook hands with Chen Lun, then crossed over to Chen Lun and saw something, and said goodbye to the viscount. Then with a smile on his face, he walked towards a man and a woman.

"It's the Countess Bradley and Mr. Beckman who are here...... Mr. Beckman is a gallery owner who sponsors many talented young people. ”

Viscount Pompeii introduced to Chen Lun softly.

"Mr. Jack, I'll go over and receive you first, please wait a moment."

Chen Lun nodded in understanding.

Following the Viscount's footsteps, a richly dressed noblewoman, a bird leaning against the man beside her. The man had a mustache, a crisp white suit, and a white straw hat.

Chen Lun remembered the information he heard in the mysterious society that night.

The Countess and her lover......

"You're Miss Rebecca's governess?"

A young man named Alvin spoke up, drawing Chen Lun's attention back.

"Yes, Mr. Alvin."

Chen Lun smiled politely.

Alvin smiled lightly, casually picked up a glass of wine from the hand of the maid who was passing by, took a sip, and smashed his mouth.

"How can a governess attend such a meeting...... Well, with all due respect, you're not qualified. ”

He shrugged innocently.

It may hurt to say that, but it's true...... And this young lady next to you seems to have never been to such an occasion, like a country girl. ”

Alvin was referring to Connie.

When Connie heard his words, her little hands clenched the corners of her skirt tightly, and a look of shame appeared on her face. She felt sad in her heart, but she couldn't refute it.

Immediately, a feeling of inferiority complex arose in my heart.

"But this young lady is very special......"

Alvin held out his hand to Floy and smiled a gentlemanly smile.

"What's your name?" After a while, maybe we can dance a waltz......"

"You're rude, Mr. Alvin."

Chen Lun said.

Alvin glanced at him, unmoved, and waited for Floy to remove her gloves and let him kiss the back of her fingers.

He believes that with his identity, the other party will not give himself face.

It was rare to meet such a beautiful girl, which made Alvin a little excited.

"I'm sorry sir, you stink."

Floy's ethereal voice said.

Alvin's expression froze, and his mouth opened slightly.

"You say...... What? Stinking? ”

He raised his hand and sniffed himself, but all he could smell was the perfume he had sprayed before leaving the door.

Connie sneered.

Alvin immediately grimaced, realizing that he had been tricked.

"You ......!"

"Mr. Alvin, I hope you can apologize to Connie."

Chen Lun said with a smile.

Alvin just wanted to open his mouth to sneer, but in the next second, he saw the expression of the black-haired young man and became extremely indifferent.

- Those eyes looked at him like a dead man, and it made him very uncomfortable.

"Apologize."

A cold voice came into his ears, and a slight light flashed.

Rumble!

In Alvin's sight, the entire banquet hall vanished, replaced by a boundless sea of blood, standing alone on the surface of the sea.

A golden python suddenly appeared at the end of the front, and it came with blood.

His hair stood on end in fright, and he looked at the giant python that covered the sky in horror, and opened his bloody mouth at him.

Rumble!!

Alvin felt himself torn through, the pain pounding his nerves, and the only skull left sank to the bottom of the sea.

The sight was scarlet.

His mouth and nose were filled with thick plasma, and the smell was so bad that it suffocated!

"Uh...... Call! ”

Alvin snapped back to his senses, panting like a fish out of water, his face pale and covered in sweat.

The black-haired youth in front of him regained his polite smile, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

"What's wrong with you? Mr. Alvin? ”

The other party reached out with concern and wanted to give him a hand.

Alvin shuddered as if he had been electrocuted, and took a few steps back. One stumbled under his feet and accidentally fell to the ground. The wine glass in his hand was not held steadily, and the wine was poured on his body.

"Don't ...... Stay back! I'm sorry, I'm sorry Miss, I was rude! ”

Alvin was terrified in his heart, and he didn't dare to look directly at the black-haired youth. After bowing and apologizing, he got up and left in embarrassment.

"Thank you, Mr. Jack."

Connie seemed to have guessed something and said to Chen Lun.

She looked appreciative, enjoying the feeling of being protected by Mr. Jack.

"Don't feel inferior to this, Connie, you will be the most dazzling creator in the future."

Chen Lun said softly.

"These aristocrats are not even qualified to carry your shoes."

Connie nodded movingly.

Floy smiled slightly, but remained silent about it.