Matilda put down her satellite phone and rubbed her forehead with helplessness. In fact, she didn't want to pay attention to Bastian at all. Yes, in her eyes and in her heart, Bastian was a complete scumbag. If he hadn't watched him grow up with his uncle's child since childhood, Matilda might have let him be the first to kill him.

It is no longer a little bit about Bastian's mischievous thing. If Matilda had no hearing, then he would be a lie. In Southern Corsica, everything was finalized by her uncle and her only relative - Jean Jerome Crona!

Yes, the godfather of the entire South Corsica, former leader of the Frenchconnection group, nicknamed "jean-jé". He successfully escaped during a ten-year prison sentence and settled near Ajaccio, and began a peaceful "retirement" career. Yes, at least he announced that he had retired.

But in fact, all the gray members of Southern Corsica involuntarily admit that he is the real godfather. Compared with him, Bastian's father and his family's gang were as weak as a newborn child. But Bastian's father once took care of Jean-Je's family for two years when Jean-Je's prison.

During those two years, the man, who was less than forty, took out a funding from his small income to Jean-Jewe's family, including Matilda and other Jean-Jewe. It is also for this reason that even if Matilda hates Bastian, he will not directly kill people.

"What's wrong? Is there anything that makes you embarrassed?!" At some point, Lisa walked to Matilda with a cocktail and smiled and said softly. Looking at Lisa with dazzling golden hair and blue eyes, Matilda couldn't help but secretly admire him. Lisa was really beautiful.

Even from the perspective of women, Matilda thinks Lisa is very beautiful. Even Matilda is willing to admit that Lisa is more beautiful than herself. Matilda is not an idiot like Bastian. On the contrary, her uncle who took care of her since childhood was in prison. The situation she needs to face is more complicated.

If she had no brains, she would have become a young skill long ago or she would have died tragically in the corner. You should know that Jean-Jie has many enemies.

"It's very difficult..." Matilda sighed: "That damn Bastian, oh~! It's the bastard who was driven away by me. He wants to hold a cocktail party to apologize to you."

Matilda was very embarrassed. In fact, Lisa was able to be friends with her, which was actually a manifestation of condescending reverence. Don’t think that Europe really didn’t talk about bloodline or equality. This is actually very nonsense. Take Queen Victoria of England as an example. Victoria had 4 sons and 5 daughters. Her eldest daughter Victoria became the queen of Frederick III, Germany. One of her grandsons was the German Emperor William II who launched World War I, and one of her granddaughters was the Greek queen.

The second child was later King Edward VII of England, and one of her granddaughters, Maud, was the queen of King Hakon VII of Norway; the third child, Alice, became the eldest princess of Dwig IV of Hesse-Rhine, southwestern Germany. One of her granddaughters was the queen of the last Russian Tsar Nicholas II, and the other granddaughters were the grandmother of Prince Philip, the husband of Queen Elizabeth II of England.

Two of the other three daughters are the princess of Hessen-Battenberg in southwestern Germany and Schleswig-Holstein-Sortenberg-Augustenberg in northern Germany. There is also a duke who married Scotland and later became the governor of Canada.

The sons all married princesses from Denmark, Russia and Germany, and princesses were wives. When Victoria was alive, she had a family photo with these famous grandchildren relatives. World War I actually fought between these relatives.

Even in modern times, Cinderella may marry into the royal family. But if you pay attention, you will find that there are very few such examples. It is because of the few that they become legends. European aristocrats seem to have disappeared, but in fact they still exist stubbornly in their own unique ways. What comes with this tradition is the exclusion and resistance of the non-noble class.

Matilda knew very well that if she had no need to give herself a good face from Lisa's standpoint. She even just had to walk away with a smile, Matilda would feel that it was normal. She could find out Lisa's identity, so why didn't Lisa know her identity?! During this period, Lisa showed affinity for herself and made Matilda very grateful.

"Hello party?!" Lisa frowned. To be honest, she didn't like that Bastian very much, yes, she didn't like this person very much. This person made her smell a scum. Even though Bastian seemed to disguise herself very well, Lisa still smelled the smell.

Lisa even believed that if he was an ordinary girl, he might have been ruined by him at this moment. When he knew that he was Benoit Cialis's sister, it was normal that he became arrogant at first and respectful at the same time. At this time, Matilda looked at Lisa and whispered: "If you don't want to, I will refuse him. I also don't like this person very much, but his father once helped me. So many times, even if I don't like him, I can't turn my back directly."

"Actually, I also want to go to Ajaccio." Lisa paused and looked at Matilda with a smile: "I really want to go to see the former residence of the French giant. Although I have already visited it as a Frenchman, I don't mind taking my boyfriend to check it out."

As he said that, Lisa suddenly shouted softly to the room: "Hou~hou~!"

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" After a while, he saw Hou Dasheng's huge body coming out of the room. Hou Dasheng is now wearing a simple pair of beach pants, his upper body is directly covered in water. He has just accompanied Lisa to play from the beach. The cocktail in Lisa's hand was made at the bar after he came back.

Since it was by the beach, Hou Dasheng made a blue margaret for Lisa. Seeing Lisa excitedly holding a cocktail to show off to his new friends, Hou Dasheng was filled with happiness. Such a small life was what he liked and wanted, although he knew that it might be out of reach. But it would be good to be able to enjoy a moment more.

Lisa walked to Hou Dasheng with a smile, blinked her blue eyes and looked at Hou Dasheng with a smile, "I want to go to Ajaccio, Matilda said that her friend has prepared a cocktail party. I also want to go to Napoleon's former residence and take you with me."

Obviously, Lisa concealed some facts. For example, this cocktail party was arranged by Bastian. If Hou Dasheng knew it was arranged by Bastian, he would never let Lisa go there. However, even if Hou Dasheng didn't know this, he was hesitant about Lisa's trip.

But he frowned and thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "To be honest, I am not familiar with Corsica. I am even less clear about the situation in Ajaccio. Regarding this matter, you should ask Benoit first. If he has no objection, I have no objection."

How could Benoit persuade Lisa? Especially since they were so far away, and there was a fifteen-person security team around Lisa. So, she was not worried that her brother would agree. Sure enough, after a call, Lisa made a face at Hou Dasheng and handed the phone to Hou Dasheng.

"Hou, just accompany her." Benoit on the other end of the phone was helpless and could only ask Hou Dasheng: "Please help me ensure her safety."

Hou Dasheng looked at him, blinking his big blue eyes at him, and said helplessly: "Okay! You are really indulging in Lisa. I originally thought you would reject her, and then ordered her not to hotel or go back to Paris immediately."

"Do you think she can listen to me..." Benoit's voice on the other end of the phone sounded so tired.

Now that things have come to this point, what else can Hou Dasheng say?! He could only bring the security personnel to pack his luggage and bring all his equipment with him. During this period, because he saw Bastian Hou Dasheng, he went to the service station to get five "broad swords" and three kilograms of c4.

The security guards have all changed their clothes. Pistols are a must-have, while submachine guns are chosen for microuzi. The magazines are specially made of 25 rounds. Everyone is equipped with a set of bulletproof vests, but they are not wearing them. After all, it is too terrifying to wear them like this. Even each of them is equipped with a g36k type and five magazines.

Every time Lisa travels, there is a group to protect him. Another group to carry these in boxes and follow him. This is a lesson learned from the attack on Benoit. At any time, they must maintain sufficient firepower and sufficient protection. In this way, even if the attacker is a mercenary like Hou Dasheng, they will have the power to fight.

It wouldn't be like being attacked by a blade last time, but it was destroyed in just an instant.

"Is that so?! Thank you very much, Miss Matilda! Oh~ I am very grateful for your generosity and kindness. I will work hard to prepare for the party." The smile on Bastian's face on the phone could hardly be stopped: "Thank you very much, I believe my father will also thank you. Yes, I will prepare for this party well."

"You can be completely relieved that this cocktail party is not a problem at all..."

Clara lay on the bed, her eyes seemed to be regaining a trace of anger. Her father was tied to the pillar and dying. The old man's palm was pierced by nails, and the red blood turned into a strange dark red after it was dried up.

"Father, I smell the smell of death..." Clara suddenly spoke. From her perspective, she could see her father, who was beaten and bruised all over the body. But she could hear her whisper.

"Is that right... Maybe death is our greatest relief. It's because I'm so useless, Clara..." The old man cried and said, "I didn't protect you..."
Chapter completed!