Ch705 Still Enid (Silver Plus)

Chapter 706 Ch.705 Still Enid (Silver Plus)

Enid's arrival was not beyond Roland's expectations.

Choosing to meet Yam Jones in this situation does indeed fit Enid Jutiya's character.

Since she entered the door, Phuke Collins lost his ‘function’ - he couldn’t get in and had no eyes to break in at this time.

Roland leaned against the door and waved to Betris across the road.

The girl could not wait long ago.

He threw away Bronte's hand and rushed over tremblingly, stumbled into Roland's arms.

"Wait for a long time!"

"That's your brother's fault, Betty. I've let him come over long ago."

"Brother is wrong."

Betris rubbed his nose, sniffed Roland's neck and chest a few times, first greeted Halida, then turned his head, waved to his brother across the road, and shouted, "Come here! Come here!"

Randolph looked helpless.

He doesn't want to get involved at this time.

The fool can also see that Enid Jutiya is so ‘dressed’ and ‘great’ because of Taylor.

Now, seeing the presiding judge himself, he has some more rebellious speculations...

Just a guess.

Speculation about Roland Collins's own lifestyle.

"I shouldn't have come here at this time, Roland."

The merchant, who came with his servant, spoke carefully. He hugged Roland for a moment, and then avoided the straight line, not telling the people in the house to see him.

"Ri'an, Halida."

The maid has no sense of existence today. She hopes that she will not speak too much, so as not to "be sick" and to embarrass her master.

So, the conversation was much simpler.

"Ri'an, Mr. Taylor." After finishing his speech, he only nodded slightly to Teresa and Bronte.

Randolph took Roland's shoulder and took the man a few steps aside: "...I shouldn't have come at this time, at least, wait until that adult finishes his talk."

He whispered Roland:

"Find a chance. We'll wait outside the door."

Roland didn't care and made a gesture to turn around: "I can call Enid out and be alone with you-"

Randolph begged: "Collins."

"I'll take him now-"

"Mr. Collins!"

"Call uncle."

"How dare you-"

Turn around.

"…Uncle Collins…Uncle, please wait for me."

"Why are you talking to your uncle like this?"

Someone gritted his teeth.

Inside the house, two ladies were having fun talking.

Since Roland was a child, Yam Jones has understood that when this child grows up, he will never be a 'stay' man - his face means that there will be a constant stream of birds in life.

If the eggshell is to use the beak to test whether it is strong, there is only one answer.

But Yam didn't expect that Roland would be like this...

audacious in the extreme.

This is the leader of the Inquisition.

She is a person who has seen the world after all.

"I have to thank you for your care for Roland, Ms. Jutiya. He told me a lot about your help to him. If it were not for your help, I am afraid that my Roland would suffer those pains and disasters that he should not have endured... ”

Yam Jones spoke very kindly.

Enid is different.

“That’s what I should do.”

She stared into Yam Jones' eyes and said frankly without any escape:

"This is also what women should do."

Collins, the Elder:...

Yam:...

Can't we chat in circles like those high-ranking people?

This straight croquet-like impact also gave Yam a moment of distraction: she didn't expect that the leader of the Inquisition was such a person - in normal times, she would have to say that her life might be more sarcastic. …

No, now.

Don't dare to do it either.

"…I want to thank you for your help to Roland, whether you are a woman or a man. Ms. Jutiya, as his boss, you are enough..." Yam tried to save her.

"I didn't help me 'as a boss'." Enid interrupted softly, with the sound of gurgling rain in her brown eyes.

Also as a woman, Yam Jones can tell the emotions in the other person's eyes.

She was telling:

Who made her tinkle and flow day and night?

Yam had a little difficulty in fighting this "quietness" and used the gap in drinking tea to hide his embarrassment.

"…His honor, Ms. Jutiya. That's his honor..."

"No, it's my honor."

Collins, the Elder:...

Yam:...

The two of them want to go home.

At least Collins, the old man, felt that he shouldn't be here.

"I know who I am, Ms. Jones, Mr. Collins. I don't want more possibilities, I just hope you can accept the existence of a possibility, and at the same time, don't blame Roland - I think you understand what I mean, yes Is it?”

Enid stared at the man talking to Taylor outside the door, with a gentle look.

"I should keep my mouth shut in this kind of incompetence that transcends age. But Roland is different. His past, present, and future... than he receives blessing from the gods, he hopes to be recognized by his family."

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Yam Jones's face gradually became dark.

She gently put down the teacup and stared at the calm woman: "Forgive me, how old are you."

This was not a problem, because she immediately answered.

"I don't know your age, but you should know Roland's. I can't get angry with you in any way, but, Ms. Jutiya, are you not ashamed at all?"

Old Collins, who was standing beside him, opened his mouth, and walked around the door of the teeth and folded it back into his stomach.

He had no reason to stop Yam Jones.

Yam Jones has the right to speak like this than his relationship with Roland—on Roland’s issue, to anyone.

"shame?"

"Of course, total shame. You are at least ten years older than Roland, or fifteen years older. I don't know what you are thinking. Is this not a...a...a..." Yam couldn't say even more insulting words. But it also hints to the other party.

"My relationship with Roland is not as simple and light as you think. Ms. Jones, I do not unilaterally declare my feelings for him, saying something like a story, 'I can die for him'-"

"I can," Enid smiled, "but I think he can, too."

This sentence completely angered Yam.

The woman raised her voice: "He will never suffer any pain for this dirty and shameless relationship! He can't, nor should he!"

Yam Jones was furious.

"Okay! Can't you let him have a real, happy and perfect marriage for a child who has not experienced the beauty of the world?!"

The flames that ignited from my heart burned Yam Jones' throat, and it filled the entire brain from its esophagus.

She wanted to spew out flames from her eyes and mouth, and question the "old woman" who seduced the child - but the next second, the fire was extinguished in the gurgling water.

Because she heard Enid say:

"Of course there is, and of course it's not with me."

Yam Jones couldn't believe it.

She originally thought that this woman wanted to "control" Roland, who was using power and status to "control" him. Even if she didn't get married, she would prevent Roland from getting married and having children. She would normally talk about feelings with a normal girl and continue her bloodline normally...

Always be a male lover or lover who never sees the light of day.

She thought it was.

"So, so..." Yam stuttered, not knowing what to say next.

"So, I'm just here to meet you, Ms. Yam Jones, and, Mr. Phuey Collins. I'm here to meet you and tell you, who Roland loves, who also loves Roland Collins-I think besides me , you should be more prepared later…”

Enid smiled and stood up from the tea table.

"Finally, come to London, Ms. Jones."

After saying that, he turned around and headed out of the door.

Randolph, who had been waiting for a long time, quickly stood up amid Roland's ridicule.

Betris hugged Roland's waist, only revealing her little head, and looked at her curiously without blinking.

"Are you happy?" Roland asked.

“Unpleasant.”

"I said I'd like to change the time."

"No matter what time, the result will be the same." Enid shook his head. With your age, even if the father of all things comes, he will never be able to receive blessings from his other family.

"What a heroic move, Ms. Jutiya," Roland flirted without a single person: "You are so beautiful today. I don't think anyone can surpass you..."

Someone pulled his sleeve.

Lower your head.

Betris was staring with big eyes.

"Okay, Betty. When you grow older, you might be able to compete with the lady..."

Enid gave Roland a angrily glance, and after passing Harleda, he looked at the trembling Randolph.

Randolph...

Randolph felt that he had heard too many things he shouldn't have heard today...

You shouldn't get off so early!

What's the benefit of cheating your brother? Bets.