Sophia's mood had stabilized.

She thought that after ten years of time, the tragic experience of that year had long been forgotten, but she didn't expect to be just sealed by herself, until she heard Dean's words that came to her mind.

Things that often feel unacceptable, after lifting the surface veil, you will find that it is actually the same thing.

Looking back, if it weren't for her outstanding appearance and the gang that kidnapped her wanted to sell it for a higher price, she would not have had the opportunity to wait for William's rescue, and would only be sold to an unknown place like her mother, accepting a completely different fate from now.

At least for now, I have friends, and life is good, and Mr. Baron...... Sophia's mind remembered the determined look of Mr. Baron just now, and saw that her hand was still being grasped by him, and she struggled for a moment but did not pull it out, and looked up to meet Joyce's expression.

"Why, I want to get rid of it just after I run out, it's too ruthless!"

Sophia was a little embarrassed, but recently she had become resistant to this level of flirtation, and her face was ruddy and her head was raised.

"Or else!"

Joyce smiled, took the initiative to let go of his hand, and said in a gentle tone:

"Go ahead, take a day off today and do something you've always wanted to do but didn't have time to do."

What you've always wanted to do but didn't do...... Does it count if you want to make me a cup of coffee...... Sophia glanced up at him weakly, then quickly shifted away and stared at the wall.

Joyce, thinking that Miss Maid was struggling, suggested:

"Go to the shops, buy something you like, or go to a theater......"

"It costs money." Sophia muttered.

"Then go to the mountains and watch the sunset." Joyce was completely convinced by the wealth-keeping nature of her maid.

Sophia looked at the warm sun outside the window, and said clearly in her eyes: But it's only morning......

Joyce was "annoyed" and said:

"If you don't leave, your salary will be deducted."

…………

The huge study was once again left alone for him, and Joyce was accustomed to such an atmosphere of reflection.

This Eric, who provoked himself and was a complete villain, was simply an excellent assassination target to send to the door.

The question is how to kill? And before killing, you have to pry out of his mouth who is investigating himself.

Unlike Chloe, who is a loner, according to Dean, this guy is afraid of death, and will always have more than two bodyguards by his side, supposedly to guard against assassinations by rival gangsters.

Joyce, who was just an "assassin", could not quietly kill several bodyguards with firearms at the same time, and once the gun went off, the risk of exposure would be very large, and the risk would obviously not be proportional to the benefit.

If it weren't for the fact that Eric must have known what I looked like, he could have had a face-to-face conversation with him under the pretext of having something to do.

At that time, Joyce, who has the "eye of social death", can easily get the answer he wants.

Wait, it doesn't seem impossible to operate......

Joyce didn't know what a good idea came of, and then he was quickly embarrassed, as if he was struggling with something.

In the end, he nodded vigorously, made up his mind, and just did it!

But just after giving someone a holiday, isn't it good to bother immediately?

Whatever! I'm the boss anyway...... Joyce gave herself a strong enough reason to knock on the door of Miss Maid's room.

Sophia's eyes widened, fully expressing her surprise, and stumbling said:

"You, Mr. Baron, why are you here?"

After all, there are people who ask for it, and Joyce smiled kindly: "I want you to borrow something." ”

"Can I go in?"

Sophia quickly glanced outside, but saw no one and dragged him in.

Joyce suddenly had the illusion that he was cheating:

"What are you nervous about?"

Nervous about what? I've heard the talk behind her back several times since I became a valet...... Sophia leaned against the closed door, and said calmly;

"What are you borrowing?"

"Cosmetics."

Joyce found that she was not as embarrassed as she had imagined, and naturally spoke up.

Sophia became even more puzzled and asked curiously:

"What do you want cosmetics for?"

Joyce couldn't say that he wanted to do his old job, and said euphemistically:

"Trick it up for you."

Sophia still didn't understand, but that didn't stop her from pulling out three or four small boxes from the drawer of her dresser.

After opening them in turn, Joyce realized that she had made a mistake, that is, women in this era did not have an excessive demand for cosmetics, not to mention that the maid lady was still a Pixiu.

He asked helplessly: "Don't you usually wear makeup?" ”

"Very little." Sophia replied as a matter of course.

Well, people who are naturally beautiful are qualified to be capricious, Joyce turned his head and asked again:

"I'll take your vacation and you'll just lie in bed, won't you?"

There wasn't much to go...... Sophia crossed her hands and did not speak.

"Well, you clean up and go out with me in a while."

Joyce didn't give her a chance to refute, went out to Harry and told him that he didn't need to prepare his own lunch, and refused to ride in the family's carriage, leaving the garden house with Sophia.

"Monsieur Baron, what are we going to the department store for?"

Sitting in a cab hailed by the side of the road, Sophia inquired about the purpose of the trip.

Joyce put on a jacket top, a pair of black gloves, a pair of light-colored loose trousers, and a pair of leather boots underneath, which was very different from her usual style, as if deliberately blurring her gender.

Hearing the question of the maid, he habitually half-closed his eyes and replied softly:

"Buy cosmetics."

Buying cosmetics? Did you buy it for me? Sophia remembered that when they returned to Byam from Rose Manor last week, the two of them were also in a carriage...... Could it be that Monsieur Baron intends to corrupt me with money?

Sophia, you have to hold on and not be tempted......

While she was thinking wildly, the carriage arrived at its destination without incident.

This is the largest department store in Byam, and it only accepts members of status or wealth, although in most cases the two can be equated.

Seeing the dazzling array of goods on the shelves and listening to the salesperson's explanation, Joyce couldn't help but feel grateful to Russell the Great in her heart.

The constant gesture with her eyes to Sophia to choose all kinds of cosmetics and perfumes made the maid wonder how Monsieur Baron knew more about these things than I did!

In the end, it took twenty pounds to pay, which simply refreshed Sophia's three views, Joyce calmly took out the money and left on the surface, but in fact, he scolded the emperor in his heart: Forget about his mother's invention of cosmetics, you can also earn money for luxury goods, it's too ruthless.

"Go to Fragrant Tree Avenue."

Joyce told the coachman where she was going, and took out a mirror and handed it to the maid, so that she could hold it with both hands as a make-up mirror, while she skillfully opened the boxes of various cosmetics and applied them to her face.

Sophia's eyes widened from the beginning, and her eyes glazed over as she watched Monsieur Baron gradually change from a man to a similar, but completely unrecognizable "woman".

What kind of magic is this? The magical abilities of the extraordinary? Why is he so skilled?

Soon, Joyce was done, and in the mirror he had a slightly taller nose, his cheeks looked much thinner, and his skin was fairer, unexpectedly revealing a pinkness.

He nodded in satisfaction, it seemed that his craft had not regressed.

Noticing that the maid lady wanted to speak and stopped, he naturally couldn't truthfully explain that this was the professional skill of the older generation of children's clothing bloggers, so he had to smile and say:

"Is it magical?"

Sophia nodded sluggishly, quickly reacted, and shook her head again:

"What are you doing like this?"

"No, how can you be like this?"

"No, why do you put on makeup?"

…………

"Sir, ma'am, the Fragrant Tree Avenue has arrived."

Because the guest did not say the exact location, the coachman had to park the carriage on the side of the road.