Chapter 9: She wasn’t eager to escape
Reginald's breath halted for a moment, his chest tickling at her look and her voice, and he had an impulse to tear the dress off her immediately.
Shit.
Couldn't stand it!
As soon as Reginald let go of her, he turned and got out of bed, not even putting on his slippers, and left the room barefoot, just like fleeing.
Finally, he went away.
Ouch.
Rubbing her nose, Heloise got out of bed and tiptoed out, padding until she reached the stairs, where she hid behind a large antique vase and peered down the stairs.
In the living room, Ben stood with his hands carrying a brand-new man's double-breasted coat in his hands.
Reginald coldly unfolded his arms and slipped the white shirt on with smooth, handsome actions.
"A few more legislators have been running their mouths in front of the press today, claiming that you are manipulating PHOENIXFELL's economy and are out to destroy it." Ben spoke up, his voice suppressed, not daring to loudly annoy this young master.
"That's correct, I am sure to manipulate it wholly, but they should NOT say so." Reginald sneered evilly, "Settle them."
Two words, said as if by the way.
"Understood." Ben bowed his head and waited for Reginald to put his shirt back on before respectfully moving forward and unfolding his coat to put it on for him, "The Presidency would like to connect with you."
"Let it be."
Reginald put on the coat, his height was half a head higher than Ben's, his arms and legs were long, his aura was powerful, and he was like a clothed beast.
Suddenly, Reginald seemed to think of something, and turned his eyes to Ben, "Find me a woman."
He thought he needed to vent a little.
"Huh? What kind of woman?"
Ben froze.
Reginald gave him a look like he was an idiot, "a clean adult, who voluntarily comes to an appointment, got it?"
"Copy, Mr. Wordsworth."
Ben realized what kind of woman Reginald referred to, panicked and bowed his head, embarrassed.
How strange is it!
Mr. Wordsworth came to see his sister's replacement, and after seeing it, he needed a woman, and this logic ... seemed to be wrong somewhere.
Ben couldn't help but look up in the direction of the upstairs.
Heloise was busy hiding herself, frowning and biting her lips, and in her heart, she also felt that it was illogical.
It took a while before Reginald went away with Ben.
Hyacinth Garden was just a small building, similar to a small-scale house, and Reginald did not live here.
Soon, new maids arrived. One was Harriet and the other was Jane.
Having learned from the previous experience, these two ladies were doubly cautious about watching Heloise, fearing that Heloise would suddenly go crazy and do something bad.
However, Heloise remained stagnant, muffled all day long, and occasionally only giggled in the mirror when she went mad, so the two maids gradually relaxed their vigilance.
After figuring out what role she was playing for Reginald, Heloise was ready to leave.
She wasn't eager to escape.
Because there was food and drink and maids who could take care of her, she couldn't live without staying here.
But she had to leave some day in the future, to see the world she hadn't seen for three years, and the ... " dear family" she hadn't seen for three years, either.
Heloise thought so as she sat on the sofa, her gaze chilling.
"Young master hasn't been here for a few days. I wonder if he will come today?"
Harriet said as she wiped the sofa behind Heloise.
Of course, her words were not addressed to Heloise.
Jane, who was sitting on her knees and cleaning the floor, sniffed and said, "I don't think so, I heard that the young master is going to attend a dinner party in the neighboring city today, so he doesn't have time enough to come back to Phoenixfell city, and he doesn't come back here, either."
Reginald won't be coming back.
Ah, that's good!
Heloise comes to her senses, jolts up from the sofa and starts doing bunny hops.
She hopped once, giggling once; and she hopped twice, giggling twice.
She was performing as a genuine psychotic before the two maids because she had something important to do.