Chapter 147 Miss Sanders has the wrong orientation
Even the Marquise who was talking to Lizzie was attracted to her.
Seeing him running away into the sunshine, Sera's throat became slightly clogged.
Eric went against his tribe and enlisted in the army.
He originally wanted to improve his status and money through this method.
Miss Sander sighed: "I didn't expect Wally to have such a charming scenery."
Sierra withdrew her gaze and remained silent.
The family returned to the manor in two cars. The servants stood in two rows outside waiting, with friendly smiles on their faces.
He was probably used to living in the capital and his own big villa in splendor. Sander, who had fashionable curly hair, lifted the two small waves on both sides of his cheeks and looked at the big castle.
"It's a nice place, but how long has it been since you repaired the walls and stairs?"
The housekeeper hurriedly stepped forward to answer: "It was just wiped yesterday."
"Oh." Xander reluctantly responded, "What a spectacular ruin. Didn't I say, where did you spend all your money, Earl Lizzie? Was it all on Mrs. Josie?"
Lizzie smiled awkwardly. Due to her status, she was a bit taller than her, so she couldn't reply to her harsh words, so she could only respond politely: "You're joking."
Seeing the depressed look of the family, Sierra tried hard to straighten her mouth and prevent herself from laughing, "Why do you say that about Miss Sander?"
Xander turned to look at her, his eyes suddenly lit up for a moment, "Why didn't I notice you at the dock just now? You must be Sierra."
"Yes, Miss Marquis." Sierra squatted towards her.
Regardless of the embarrassed expressions on the other people's faces, Sander came over and took her arm and said cheerfully: "Your story has spread to the capital. To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that I wanted to see what kind of pathetic self-improvement you are, Girl, I will buy a house to live outside."
It is very common for nobles to have lovers, but if the lover suppresses the rightful owner, if this matter gets too big, it will only become a laughing stock and be despised by everyone.
"Why did it spread so far?" Sierra frowned slightly, with a worried look on her face.
"Oh, Khalida told me that we have trust fund cooperation." Sander tilted his head and stared directly at the girl's bright face.
She was a stunning beauty, but not charming or tacky at all. Her heart skipped a beat.
"So that's it, I didn't intend to spread the family affairs to the outside world." Sierra apologized, but the gorgeously dressed woman beside her seemed to have unintentionally taken her hand and touched the back of her hand back and forth.
"I know, you look like a lovable girl."
The touch on the back of her hand made Sera a little uncomfortable. Looking into her smiling eyes, she always felt that the Marquis's gaze was very strange.
Why is this style of painting suddenly not right?
From entering the manor, to sitting down and chatting in the living room, to having lunch, Xander was always with her. Even if Annaxi wanted to take her around and tell her that there were countless antiques in the house to save her some face, she didn't succeed.
"Before the guests arrive, Sera, please take me around for a walk." Sander continued to fix his eyes on Sera, and his tone was affectionate, as if the two of them had known each other for a long time.
As the host, Sierra couldn't refuse, so she had to hold her hand and wander around.
She felt that she was being taken advantage of by the women around her, and since everyone was of the same gender, it was a bit strange to say it so directly.
"The Duke of Rosehill is coming to visit tonight." Sera walked into the rose garden and deliberately said to Sander, wanting to see her reaction.
When mentioning the Duke, Sander had no reaction like that of a young girl, "I know that both the king and my father want me to be his wife."
Sierra lowered her eyes, "So that's it."
She was pushed by Sander to sit on the swing, and listened to the other person's smiling voice saying: "Even if we can get married, we will just play our own way."
Sierra raised her eyes and was a little surprised. Could this be said to her directly?
Before she could think of anything, Xander cut off a red rose with her nails and pinned it behind her ear.
This sudden intimate action made Sierra's body stiffen, "Miss Sander?"
"Ah, this flower really matches your face." Sander bent down, touched her thin and pointed chin, and praised her, "Sela is a beauty I have never seen in the capital."
The evil stepsister’s face was indeed bright and flamboyant, to the extent that even Sera could make herself beautiful, but these words of praise came out of a woman’s mouth in a frivolous way, which made it a bit different.
She leaned back slightly and retracted her chin to avoid her touch, "Thank you, you are beautiful too."
"Then do you like me?" She bent down, probably feeling that her words were a bit straightforward, and added: "I like to be friends with you. When the summer is over, I can take you around the capital."
"Okay, it's my pleasure." Sera forced a smile. At this moment, she was basically sure that the Marquis's sexual orientation was not normal.
It was almost time for afternoon tea, and customers began to arrive one after another.
With an excuse to pick up the guests, Sierra temporarily broke away from Sander's entanglement and came to the big lawn outside the manor.
The weather is very good today. There are several sheds made of cloth built by an artificial stream. Inside are filled with wine and snacks by servants. They are busy shuttling among the guests with standard smiles on their faces.
Rosehill would definitely not come out in the afternoon when the sun was shining brightly. He would only come to attend the dinner party.
Sierra received carload after carload of guests who came to visit her family and Xander, and everyone looked at her with admiration and sympathy.
Mrs. Gigante said to her: "Call me at the next charity event. Don't always go with Khalida. I will be jealous."
"Of course." Sierra hugged her, "The drinks are ready."
"God has mercy, there will always be someone who sees the goodness of this child like you." Gigante touched her arm lovingly and entered the lawn with a group of friends.
Sera grabbed Khalida and asked in a low voice: "What's going on with Sander who is coming to cultivate a relationship with Duke Rosehill? She has been pestering me all morning."
"So you don't know?" Khalida was a little gloating, and said in a low voice: "You don't know if you don't go to the capital often. She likes women and has many lovers. She probably has a crush on you."
Sera was a little speechless, "Why did the king send such a young lady to enhance our relationship with the Duke? Do you know that she just wants to enhance our relationship with me now?"
"She only likes beautiful women and has good taste." Kalida said with a smile, "Just bear with her until she leaves."
While the two were chatting, the guests were almost arriving, and Losid arrived belatedly with a brand-new piano.
The carriage transporting the piano slowly swayed to the door, and Khalida was immediately attracted by Losid and his coachman.
"That's not a human being." Fish.