Jenkins didn't look anyone in the eye as he spoke, just looked down at the teacup he held in his hand. Hathaway entertained the two of them with an expensive porcelain tea set. In this era, a tea set of this level can be used as a dowry for a noble girl.
"Isn't Thursday the last day of the month?"
His tone was very slow, trying to calm himself to tell the truth:
"At the beginning of the month, my dad made a very interesting request to me..."
He briefly narrated Robert's words, and then the living room suddenly fell silent. Only the sound of chocolate licking its paws is very clear, it may be a little hungry.
"So, who did you invite?"
Finally, someone still asked this question, and it was the blonde girl who asked it. Hathaway was much calmer, because she already understood the man's heart.
"The people I want to invite happen to be absent."
This sentence is very vague, because the man did not say the specific name. He thought about it, and felt that although it was a bit of a bastard to do so, it was not an option to always dodge:
"I wanted to invite you guys, but no one was there... so I invited a friend from far away as a companion back home. We had dinner and then went to the theater to see a play, which was great."
Try to keep your tone as calm as possible and make it sound normal.
"Is that so..."
The atmosphere of the conversation suddenly became awkward. Although Jenkins rarely understood the reason, he didn't know how to deal with it. The two girls looked at each other, subconsciously not wanting each other to see the joy in their eyes:
"He wants to invite me!"
"Speaking of the theatre, the Silver Jasmine Opera Company sent me another letter. The opera will have its first public performance tomorrow night. He gave me three tickets. Mary and Robert will not go. Robert has a promotion, so they bring Went on vacation with John, come back next week; Daddy never liked opera, he likes old things that don't move; you don't need a ticket to enter with chocolates... "
While talking, he took out the envelope just now from his pocket, pulled out the ticket that was contained in the envelope and put it on the table. The Opera House also attaches great importance to this performance. Part of the entrance tickets, especially the tickets for the VIP seats, are colorfully hand-painted ingeniously.
"I think I happen to have time on weekends."
"I think so do I."
The women's voices sounded one by one, and then a beautiful hand appeared on the edge of the field of vision and took the tickets from the table. Jenkins immediately relaxed for a moment and raised his head. Seeing that the girls' faces were unchanged, he felt that this matter might have been fooled.
Dad was right, he would regret his choice for at least a week.
After chatting with them for a few more words, and telling them to be careful of diseases and plagues recently, they turned around and went home with the cat. But there was nothing to do after returning home, so the projection came to Loen.
As soon as the vision was restored, he saw raging flames burning all around. He was startled, and subconsciously wanted to stuff the cat into his arms, but realized that it wasn't a fire, it was just someone using his ability.
The fire dragon whirled and danced around the room, but did not ignite anything. Those flames finally returned to Alexia's hands together, and then they scattered like sparks and disappeared after being held by her.
"What are you doing?"
He sat directly next to Alexia, and caught a glimpse of an old book called "Ancient Secret Technique: Text Appearance" on the coffee table in front of her.
This is the living room where Alexia lives, and the fireplace is still burning because winter still stays in the city. It is afternoon, and through the window you can see the gloomy sky and the swirling snowflakes. Ruen is a city with a lot of precipitation, and it is not just that Jenkins can see snowfall every time.
"In preparation for Dolores' lessons, I plan to teach her something other than math."
"That's very good. I think Miss Stuart will be pleased."
"Nolan's matter is settled? This time it's really a big mess."
the short lady asked softly, but didn't look at Jenkins.
"Solved, Skrull Pompeii is dead, and the skeleton sword has disappeared. This time I also want to thank Miss Stuart, I called some of her staff in Nolan yesterday, I hope this will not mess with her trouble."
"She'll be delighted."
Alexia said, then closed the book and put it aside, and reached out to grab Jenkins.
"On the 28th, you took Julia home?"
Her questions seldom circle the way Jenkins did.
"Yes."
Jenkins had known for a long time that Julia would tell Miss Stuart about it, and it was only a matter of time before Alexia saw it.
"Everyone I know who I could bring home, they all happened to be absent."
"Did you come to see me?"
"Of course, both Julia and Miss Stuart can prove it."
The corners of Alexia's mouth were slightly raised, revealing a beautiful arc. Although she knew about it a long time ago, her mood suddenly improved.
"That's really unfortunate. I think your 'friends' in Nolan should be disappointed too?"
"Hmm... it seems to be..."
He answered vaguely, and put the teacup in front of his mouth, so that he had a proper reason not to speak.
"Julia said yesterday that she forgot to give you back that jewelry set. I have to say, it's really pretty."
"You don't need to return it to me. She just keeps it. It's a gift to invite you to attend. It doesn't make any sense. My father also said that this is just an ordinary banquet. I think if you want to come back, it will make this family banquet appear unusual. That is The rough stone that my father brought directly from the mine is a gem of good quality after being cut open, which is a rare good material."
He hesitated for a moment, but he still didn't mention the fact that he actually bought two sets of jewelry. His intuition told him that it was best not to tell anyone about this, otherwise he would definitely cause trouble.
"It turned out that I was a very bad man, too."
He whispered to himself in his heart, he was very confused about the current situation where he didn't know how to deal with it.
He had to admit that he liked more than one girl now. After realizing this, he was first surprised in his heart that he was the person he used to hate, and then very grateful that the girls liked him too.
But the law of this world stipulates monogamy. Although nobles and businessmen will have some lovers, it is immoral. Maybe everyone can be together for love, but the girls he likes all have serious backgrounds, and no one is willing to be a lover without a name.