"Lady Ianna, you are the most beautiful woman tonight."

Although there were few women tonight......

After this short period of precipitation, Joyce's mentality has become peaceful, and since Iana dares to meet him in public, it means that she does not want to ...... Or don't dare to do it yourself.

After figuring this out, he even had the heart to add some blockage to Ianna:

"If I'm not mistaken, you're Major General Bright's female companion."

The subconscious meaning of this sentence is to say, we are obviously people from two camps, you weasel to the chicken New Year's greetings, in my set of what is almost!

Iana didn't care, the charm flowing from her eyebrows and eyes was very seductive, and she said with a smile:

"General Brett is a good friend of mine, but I prefer to make friends with young talents like Mr. Best!"

Whew, worthy of being a "witch", direct enough...... If it weren't for the fact that there was no shortage of extraordinary people in this hall, Ianna wouldn't dare to use too many extraordinary abilities, I'm afraid she would be overwhelmed...... But the passive ability of the "Joy Witch" is also very powerful!

Joyce took a large sip of cold champagne and suppressed the throbbing in her heart:

"Lady Ianna laughed, and let me take the liberty of asking the question, do you know my father, Mr. William Best?"

This temptation caught Iana off guard, she was puzzled at first, then seemed a little surprised, and finally her eyes brightened a little...... It's a pity that she is not a "spectator" and can't see anything more, and Joyce regrets a little that she didn't bring Sophia here.

"Did William mention me to you?"

There was a little more joy in her tone, and even the speed of her speech quickened considerably.

Sure enough, she and William have intersected, but how can she behave like a woman who was ruthlessly thrown away by William, but never abandoned him...... Is this the witch's instinct?

Joyce sighed inwardly and replied:

"I mentioned it twice, but only by your name, so I didn't recognize you when I first saw you."

Ianna's expression was a little disappointed and a little unwilling, and she opened her mouth to explain:

"William is one of the finest men I've ever met, and I've always looked up to him."

The devil believes it! Joyce resisted the urge to pout, and heard her continue to:

"William had said he was going to give me a gift before he took part in the final mission, but unfortunately I never ......had the chance to receive it again."

"Did he mention it to you?"

"I'm sorry, no." Joyce pretended to recall, then firmly denied it.

"Maybe we don't have this fate." Ianna was silent for a moment, then asked casually:

"I heard that General Gordon admires you, and tonight's banquet is for you?"

Joyce was puzzled, and said with great righteousness:

"General Gordon is my father's comrade-in-arms for many years, and my beloved elder, and both of them have always been my goal."

"You and William are really alike." Ianna looked at Joyce with that nostalgic look, and almost let the latter fall in, and then changed to a seductive tone:

"I'm getting more and more interested in you, maybe we can talk to you in depth."

In-depth communication, how to go deeper? Don't me...... Joyce thought about it and tilted his head and asked, "Aren't we chatting?" ”

Ianna was amused by his question, covered her mouth and snickered, and said at the same time:

"I'm planning a dance party next week, I wonder if I can invite you to it?"

"You can send the invitation to 14 Stonne Street, and if I have time, I will be there, and no man is willing to refuse a lady like you."

Joyce said yes, but in his heart he thought the exact opposite: Kill me, I won't go!

After receiving an affirmative answer, Ianna wanted to say something more, but suddenly her face became ugly, and after a second she returned to normal, and then took her leave:

"Then I await the presence of Mr. Baron."

Joyce watched Ianna's graceful figure go farther and farther away, but was surprised to find that she did not return to the crowd, nor did she go to accompany Major General Bright, but walked directly out of the hall and left the banquet directly.

It's too simple, and the gas tank at home is leaking? Joyce speculated with bad intentions, but soon began to deal with the guests who came to greet them.

The dinner continued in a warm atmosphere, and as the days wore on, the guests departed one after another, and Joyce, after bidding farewell to General Gordon, got into the carriage.

The carriage slowly started, and Joyce, who was accustomed to leaning on comfortable cushions, began to think about his gains and losses, which had become a habit for him, and it was by this caution that he was able to gain a foothold in the center of the vortex and gradually get closer to the truth.

His first instinct was right, Iana came for him at all, and even pulled Bright for this, otherwise how could he, a major general, a nobleman, attend a banquet without being invited, it would be very rude.

In this way, the relationship between the two of them is by no means as simple as a mistress, considering that Bright's family has always been loyal to the royal family...... Ianna and Bright may have been the ones in charge of George III's manipulation of human trafficking in Rorsted......

Ianna didn't show any ill will towards herself, and she probably didn't recognize me as the guy who was at the café yesterday afternoon.

On another note, Joyce had previously speculated that the reason Iana was spying on her was to find Emily, but now that conclusion has been completely overturned......

Ianna didn't raise any questions about Emily at all, and seemed to be completely unaware of his relationship with Emily, but instead showed an unusual interest in William's affairs, as if she wanted to get something from William from Joyce......

Today's windfall is to learn that his current status as a baron is actually from Bright's help! It's a pity that General Gordon obviously knows the inside story, at least partially, but he is unwilling to make it clear......

You say you're not a soothsayer, what kind of magic stick you pretend!

Thinking about it, Joyce suddenly felt a little sleepy, probably because of the excessive alcohol intake, and slowly, he fell asleep.

He thought he would be woken up by the coachman Karl, but in his sleep, there was an inexplicable sharp pain in his head, as if he had been inserted into his brain by an iron rod, and even stirred around.

He screamed involuntarily, his voice high and high-pitched, and snot and tears flowed physiologically.

Waiting for the pain to subside a little, he looked up and found himself in a small, closed room, with two candles hanging on the wall, burning strongly, reflecting a not-so-bright orange-red light.

Joyce was being strapped to a chair, and in front of him sat a masked man, staring at him with playful eyes.

"Who are you? Where is this? What about Carl? ”