Backstage in the theater, Helena sat in the exclusive dressing room, staring at herself in the mirror, and after a while, picked up a wet cotton towel and began to wipe the performance makeup off her face.

Tonight, it was the day of her tryst with the eldest prince Charles, and if nothing else, Charles was already waiting at her house, so Helena had to quickly remove her makeup, put on makeup again, and go home in the best possible position.

Just as she was busy removing her makeup, there was a sudden knock on the door, and the assistant walked into the room and whispered, "Miss Helena, someone outside has brought you flowers." ”

Send flowers....

It should have been sent by Charles, isn't it going to meet today, why do you have to send flowers?

Helena didn't think much about it, nodded and said, "Got it, just let him put it at the door, and I'll bring it back later." ”

Helena, who was concentrating on makeup, didn't care about the flowers placed at the door, she already had a lot of flowers at home, and she couldn't raise them, and the roses that had been cut off the spikes would wither in a few days, no matter how beautiful they were.

Desperate for life, in exchange for a short period of beauty, after withering, no one cares anymore..... Helena stroked her beautiful face and sighed faintly.

She is 27 years old, how many years can she maintain her beauty?

Like a rose that has been cut off its spikes, it will wither sooner or later.

When the beauty is no longer and Shaohua is gone, will Charles still take care of her?

Helena knew in her heart that she would never get a name, Charles had his own wife, and he was likely to become king in the future, and she was just a lowly dancer, and her status was too disparity to be recognized by the royal family.

Of course, Charles gave her a lot of compensation, such as nearly half of the shares of the Royal Opera House Covent, and the regular dividends alone were enough for her to survive the rest of her life.

Thinking about it this way, she didn't seem to be dissatisfied.

I don't know how many women have squeezed their heads and want to become the mistress of the eldest prince.

Putting on the pearl earrings, Helena decided not to think about the future, she was only 27 years old, and her beauty could last for a few years, and the future would wait until the future.

After putting on her makeup, Helena put on her mink shoulders and picked up the bouquet of roses at the door to go home, when she suddenly saw a handwritten card inserted in the roses.

Card?

When did Charles write her a card?

Because of identity issues, Charles will only secretly send her flowers, but never leave 'evidence', even if her affair with Charles has been exposed.

The handwriting on the card is pleasing to the eye, the pen is powerful, as if it were flowing in one go, just from the handwriting, the owner who can write this font must be a gentle gentleman.

[I see loneliness in your eyes, like a butterfly flying among the flowers, refusing to stop.

Your lips as red as rose petals seem to be born for kisses, and your slender and sparkling soul wanders between passion and poetry, like the dazzling sun, illuminating my equally lonely life.

I know that Apollozhea's lover, Sintos, was your previous life in Greece.

Why are you lonely, beautiful young lady?

Felix von Manstein]

Looking at the warm confession of love on the card, Helena not only covered her mouth, she had not received such a love letter full of true affection for a long time, there was no mention of love in the letter, but Helena read the love that was almost longing, among the many suitors in the past, there were few gentlemen of such outstanding literary talents.

What surprised Helena even more was who was so bold?

Knowing her relationship with the eldest prince Charles, she wrote such a passionate love letter?

Oh, my God....

Winter, winter, winter!

There was a knock on the door suddenly, Helena subconsciously hid the card behind her, she didn't want this card to fall into the hands of others, because she knew that once the contents of the card were leaked, this gentleman named Felix von Manstein would definitely be targeted by the eldest prince Charles....

It's just a love letter, and Helena doesn't want anyone to get hurt from it.

"Miss Helena." The assistant's voice came from behind the door: "There is a gentleman named Felix von Manstein who wants to see you, and he says that he is your friend and most loyal fan. ”

Here it comes?

Right outside the door?

Helena was stunned, she never thought that the other party would pursue such fanfare, not only sending flowers, but also visiting her in public as if no one was around, this kind of behavior will definitely be known by the eldest prince Charles!

To see or not to see?

Helena was a little entangled, she really wanted to meet the owner of this love letter, and wanted to know what kind of person the other party was, but she couldn't do this, refused, and it was good for everyone.

"I still have something to do, let him go!"

Outside the door, the assistant put the 10 gold pound denomination general ticket in his hand into his arms, and said loudly: "He said he just wants you to sign it!" ”

There was no response from the room, and after a long time, the door suddenly opened, and Helena stepped out of the dressing room, meeting the communication that was a head taller than herself.

Walnut cane, top hat, well-fitting tuxedo, light green eyes with a gentle smile.... He is indeed a gentleman, and quite handsome.

"Miss Helena, you've had a great show tonight."

He took off his top hat and put it on his chest, and said politely, "This is the best Midsummer Night's dream I've ever seen in my life, you played the panic of Helena being pursued by two men at the same time, and everything seemed to be real." ”

"Thank you." Helena's eyes occasionally glanced around, paying attention to the demeanor of the people around her, and when she found the informant installed by the eldest prince Charles in the theater, she interrupted the communication with words: "Mr. Nicholas, thank you for the flowers, and thank you for supporting me, I am an actor, and it is my job to bring the best performance to the audience.... I don't deserve to be so sought after by you. ”

"You're worth it." The source said with a smile.

Helena stared at him for a long time, and then suddenly asked, "Don't you know my identity?" ”

"You are Helena Sheffield, the best and most beautiful actress in London in my opinion."

"It looks like you really don't know...."

Helena shook her head and sighed, stroking the rose petals in her arms: "Like I just said, I don't deserve to be so sought after by you, and you don't want to continue to waste time on me, it's for your own good." ”

"Are you married?"

“.... No. ”

"Do you have a crush on you?"

"Yes, I have a crush."

"Oh...."

The communication's eyes darkened suddenly, but then they brightened again, and he said suspiciously: "Doesn't the person you like love you?" ”

Love....

Helena also didn't know what kind of feelings the eldest prince Charles had for her, the only thing she could be sure of....

"He's been nice to me, that's enough." Helena said.

"But you're so lonely." The communication looked into her eyes and said word by word: "It is like a butterfly flying alone in a field of flowers, bringing hope to the delicate flowers, but it has only three days to live, and every time it flicks its wings, it does its best." ”

Helena looked at him with some emotion, suddenly lowered her head, rushed out of the theater with a bouquet of roses, and left without looking back in the carriage waiting by the street.

Staring at her departing back, the communication put on her top hat again, straightened her tie, and politely greeted the staff around her, and walked out of the theater with a walnut cane and into a four-wheeled carriage on the side of the street.

"How's it going?"

Ma Wei, who had been waiting in the car for a long time, asked.

"It's not bad, her first impression of me should be pretty good." The communication had no expression on her face, neither pleased nor pleased: "But it is contrary to my gentlemanly ethics to do so, and I do not want to spoil her feelings." ”

"No one wants you to spoil anyone's relationship with whom, I just want you to play to your strengths and infiltrate the high banquets in London."

Ma Wei said: "You decide how to do it yourself, and I believe you can do it." ”

The source nodded, looking thoughtfully at the gray mist outside the car window, looking extremely serious.

It was at this time ....

From his body, Ma Wei finally saw a trace of the shadow of the rose thief.