"Sir, we have found the information you want." Bastian did not dare to violate his father's orders, and he stayed honestly in his father's villa. Even if his father did not rush back to the villa as he said, he did not dare to leave easily.

However, he did not relax in the investigation of Lisa and Hou Dasheng. The situation came very quickly, but Seth had found out the situation on Lisa through the hotel check-in information in two or three days.

But Seth held a stack of documents and placed them in front of Bastian who was having breakfast and whispered: "The situation is a bit troublesome. The best way to treat that lady is to stay away from it..."

Bastian was stunned when he heard this, and then picked up the report on the table. He just glanced at it and took a "hiss" to sniff the cold air. Yes, he was a scum but he was not a fool.

He will clearly distinguish who can afford to provoke and who must not provoke. For example, Matilda, although Bastian salivates Matilda, he dare not easily jump into the thunder pool.

He knew that once he dared to touch Matilda's finger, even his father would not be able to protect him. Of course, if he was harassing him tightly, Matilda had no choice but to do anything to him.

That's why he surrounded Matilda so unscrupulously like a fly. In fact, he also knew that Matilda could not like him at all. But he still wanted to try it, what if?!

Matilda's identity was destined to be his wife once she became her own wife. Then at least half of Corsica would be his. Instead of being like now, he would not dare to go out with a word from his father.

But what he didn't expect was that any friend of Matilda actually had a background that made him almost frightened.

"Damn it! She doesn't stay in Paris, what are you doing in Corsica?!" Bastian was extremely upset and slapped the information on the desktop: "God! Lisa is really beautiful, yes, she is so beautiful..."

Bastian was extremely intoxicated with Lisa's photo on the paper, his eyes full of greed and obscene: "God testifies, I really want to press her on my big bed! Oh~! That must be extremely wonderful..."

Seth didn't say anything, he just lowered his head and said nothing. He knew very well that the young master was crazy and rational. This was a guy who could not catch him and abuse him to death when he saw any beautiful woman.

But at the same time, he is also a very clear-headed person. Yes, he can abuse the Clara and his daughter. But he absolutely, absolutely, will not slam Matilda a hair. Not to mention Lisa.

"How great would she be if she wasn't from the Cialis family! That way she could get her over, such a charming woman. What a pity, it's such a pity..."

Bastian looked at the information on the desktop greedily, which contained a heroic appearance of Lisa riding a horse holding a hunting rifle. The riding outfit outlined the lines of her figure, and the angle of the photo was taken was excellent.

A woman's wildness that makes males easily fascinated is undoubtedly revealed in the photos. But under this wildness, the female characteristics unique to women are also displayed in great detail. It can only be said that Lisa, the protagonist of this photo, is fully displayed in great detail. And the photographer's angle of capture, the timing of photography is also very accurate.

Bastian pressed his head in great pain and leaned on the chair and said in great distress: "Oh~ Seth, you don't know how sad I am now. Compared to Lisa, all women are now like wild flowers on the roadside. And she is the royal rose. How I want to pick this rose back~! Unfortunately, she has too many thorns."

Not only prickly, Seth curled his lips in his heart. Not to mention Lisa's identity, it is impossible for her to happen to Bastian, who was born in Corsican. Corsica is the birthplace of the French giant Napoleon.

But in the eyes of most French people, this is still a synonym for "countrymen". What about Paris?! This is the capital of France. Even if Lisa is not the Cialis family, but other families, may she be interested in Bastian?!

Well, even if you ignore Bastian's identity, whether it is Bastian's character or his appearance, Seth can say without hesitation that it is impossible for Lisa to fall in love with him.

From the information Seth, we can know that Lisa is a girl with strict aristocratic education and excellent qualities. Such a girl will fall in love with Bastian?! Not to mention Lisa, who will fall in love with Bastian just like ordinary girls?!

"Where is the yellow-skinned monkey beside Lisa?! What is his identity?!" Bastian sighed for a while and said softly: "They are boyfriend and girlfriend?! Oh~ I have never heard of any big family of yellow-skinned monkeys in France."

Seth nodded after hearing this and said, "Yes, he is not a big family. He is just a chef in a restaurant in Paris. I don't know where Miss Lisa fell in love with him, but became his girlfriend. Maybe it's because he knows how to cook?!"

"What?! He's just a chef?! Damn it! A chef?!" Suddenly, Bastian screamed, like a cat with his tail stepped on: "Bitch, how can such a person become Lisa's boyfriend?! No, I can't accept it! Damn it, this is simply humiliation!"

Bastian stood up suddenly, but saw him "hula~" overturning the entire dining table. Yes, he was very angry and jealous. Bastian thought that his prince of Ajaccio did not dare to approach the Paris princess.

He rushed out of the restaurant angrily, and Bastian felt that his anger was almost nowhere to vent. He rushed back to his bedroom, and Clara was tied to the bed, staring at the ceiling with her eyes blank.

Bastian howled shrillly and rushed up...

It took a long time before Bastian walked out of his room. Seth stood at the door of the room with no surprise. Bastian's face was still extremely gloomy when he walked out of the room.

"Seth, we don't go to provoke Lisa. Yes, we can't go. Her brother will kill us all and make the whole island of Corsica tremble. So we're going to stay away from her..."

Bastian seemed extremely unwilling to give up, and he said hatefully: "But how could that damn yellow-skinned monkey be qualified to be Miss Lisa's boyfriend? Yes, this should not be. God testified! I want to correct all this, and I want to show my abilities and charm! Oh ~ Is there anything more attractive than this?!"

Seth was used to Bastian's words to himself, and he didn't speak. He quietly waited for Bastian's following.

"Ses, help me prepare a cocktail party. I want to entertain guests from afar, and they misunderstood me too much." Basti comforted his forehead and said, "I am a noble gentleman. I will call Matilda in person. Let her and her friend, the beautiful and noble Miss Lisa, come to me."

Bastian waved his hand excitedly: "Yes! I will show my charm at the cocktail party. Let Miss Lisa know that the yellow-skinned monkey who only knows how to cook is just a waste! Oh~ Will Miss Lisa fall in love with me, right?!"

Seth still didn't speak, and Bastian knew that Seth would not talk nonsense. So he continued to say to himself: "Of course, this is not enough. In order to completely escape Miss Lisa from the sea of ​​suffering, we still need to make some efforts. Yes, we are the knights who saved the princess from the evil dragon, and you are my entourage."

"So, we want to let that yellow-skinned monkey disappear! Yes, let him disappear completely!" Bastian's eyes turned red again, and his body began to tremble constantly as if he was about to be excited.

But he saw him take out a pack of white powder from his pocket. He returned to the room tremblingly and poured the powder onto the coffee table. Seth handed a large denomination franc to Bastian.

The latter sorted out the white powder and suddenly sucked the sorted powder into his nose. It took a while before he recovered. But Bastian, who inhaled the powder, seemed even more excited.

"Seth, so we're going to kill that yellow-skinned monkey! Oh ~ those preservation personnel, we can't touch it. We can't let the noble Miss Lisa think we are savages. I allow you to peel off the skin of that damn yellow-skinned waste. Yes, I hate his face. Remember to peel off the whole face."

Bastian's eyes were full of viciousness, viciousness and madness: "Yes, I want to use this skin to decorate my house. Oh ~ God! That must be one of my most exquisite collections. Promise me! Seth, I must do it."

"I will do my best." Seth shrugged and said, "I can't guarantee that it is absolutely complete. I can only try my best to peel off his skin. If it is damaged, don't blame me."

Basti comforted his forehead and sighed, "Ses, you are so unlovely. Okay, go and arrange it! I need a grand cocktail party that can show my identity. Well... I will call Matilda now, and I will tell that cousin I don't need her anymore! Yes, Lisa is the real princess. Compared with the noble Miss Lisa, Matilda is just a country woman."

As he said that, Bastian sucked all the remaining powder with the big franc again. He trembled all over and didn't get up and leave his bedroom after his body calmed down.

After Seth walked down with Bastian, he confirmed that his safety was not a problem before going out to arrange it. Organizing a cocktail party, it would take a little higher level. It takes time.

Bastian adjusted his mood, then picked up the satellite phone and dialed Matilda.
Chapter completed!