Chapter １６

"Sister Mary, I have counted it specially, and none of them have fallen." Stelly answered with certainty.

Mary Kinson's eyes sank a few minutes and replied, "OK, I know."

Stelly grew up with her. She trusted her. She turned around, pushed open the door and went downstairs.

Belle Kinson saw her come down and trotted to hold her hand: "Sister, come and eat."

Mary Kinson shook her head and looked serious: " have you counted how many pots of flowers and plants there are?"

"Counted, thirteen pots, what's the matter, is it left behind?"

Mary Kinson is clear, someone broke into her room stole a flower.

Belle Kinson looked at her look and had a foreboding in her heart. She asked, "Sister, is it less?"

Mary Kinson did not deny: "After that, who entered my room?"

Although half moongrass is not precious to her among so many herbs she cultivated, it must not be stolen by others.

Belle Kinson felt that the flowers and plants were very important to her sister, so she immediately called the servants at home and asked.

Mary Kinson's hands clasped on his chest, and looked at the people standing in two rows in front for a moment. There is a bit of coldness in her eyes, which makes people feel cold and millet.

Belle Kinson asked, "Which one of you has been in my sister's room?"

Carol's face was white, and she thought of her gossiping in the afternoon.

Yami didn't know what had happened, so she didn't dare to lie. She answered in a low voice: "I saw Miss Rose come out of Miss Mary's room."

Mary Kinson, with a pair of charming fox eyes narrowed coldly, approached her and asked, "Did she take anything out?"

Listen, everyone looked at each other.

Miss rose takes Miss Mary's things?

How is this possible?

Miss Rose doesn't have anything, but needs to take something from a person who has just come from the countryside?

Yami thought for a moment before saying, "It seems she was holding a small potted plant."

Mary Kinson listened to this sentence, looking colder and colder.

It occurred to her that in her past life,Rose Kinson was a proud woman in heaven,but she admired a senior pharmacist in the Institute of Pharmaceutical Research, and praised by everyone.

Because Rose Kinson cured Grandma's stubborn disease, the cured medicine was widely used by the society and had a certain influence in the medical field.

But at the beginning,Rose Kinson stole her achievements.

At that time, she only wanted her grandmother to get better, and her reputation was not important to her, so she endured it.

In this life, Rose Kinson still thought she was a poor girl in a previous life?

Mary Kinson's eyes flashed with cold awns, and said, "If you don't ask, you will steal."

This is too ugly, Carol feel the atmosphere is wrong.

She hurried over and spoke for Rose Kinson: "Miss Mary may be out of love. I believe that a generous person as Miss Mary will not ruin sisterhood because of a bunch of grass, will she?"

Mary Kinson is a college student in his early twenties, with fine features,.

She hooked her lips and couldn't reach the bottom of her smile: "I have always had a principle that if others touch my things without my permission, they will pay one for ten."

When the words fell, she approached Carol, and her eyes narrowed slightly: "Why didn'tRose Kinsonthink about sisterhood before taking my things, huh?"

She asked this very lightly, but the coldness frightened Carol to step back, she lowered her head, and never dared to speak again.

Belle Kinson is not practical in herheart: "I will make a phone call and ask my elder sister to come back."

Mary Kinson shook her head and looked outside the door: "No, since it is my thing, of course I took it back myself."

Since Carol is Rose Kinson's dog,Rose Kinsonwill soon know about this matter.

Belle Kinson no longer said anything, just let the servants disperse.

She naturally has a way to get back that half moongrass, so thatRose Kinsonregrets today's behavior.

Just then, Earel came in: "Miss Mary, Mr Black is back."

Mary Kinson : "..."

Did Earel change his mouth so quickly?

Mary Kinson thought that her father was not at home, so she had to pick up herself.

But before she left, Richard Black was already walking towards her, his steps were very light.

He was wearing a white housewares robe and cotton trousers. His legs are straight and slender. Even though he dresses casually, the lonely and cold swing of King's Landing is not halved in his bones.

He's just a little more sluggish than before.

This man's aura is too strong, so she can not help but breathe easily, she lifts her lips and greets, "William Black is here."

He pursed his lips, "Accompany me to the party."

Mary Kinson tilted her small head, with some confusion in her beautiful eyes.

"Mr. Sam at the Research Institute happened to get some rare crescent grass, and he threw a party, as entrusted by my grandfather,and I happened to be there." William Black saw a trace of coldness in her eyes, and added, "If you do not like the complicated surroundings, you can not go."

Mary Kinson looked up as if there were stars in his eyes and pursed her lips, "I'll go."

William Black's thin lips opened softly, "Well, shall Mrs.Black show me to our room, huh?"

Her voice was suddenly quiet for a few minutes, "Mrs. Black ," three words that sounded extra nice to be sexy.

Mary Kinson's eyes suddenly widened, and she was not ready to sleep in a bed with him.

Marriage was something she never aspired to, but now that she had it, she could not live up to it.

After a long while she said in a mute voice, "Good."

Reassured, Mary Kinson took a step.

After going up the stairs, she pushed open the door of the room.

William Black was half leaning against the door, his eyes slightly narrowed,and he was looking into her room.

The bedroom is very large, simply furnished, and of an upscale atmosphere.

There is a six-foot bed with white sheets that looks very comfortable, and a sofa the same color as the background wall.

Mary Kinson looked round and was about to ask if there was anything else to be added to the room. But the look fell into his long, narrow eyes, as if he had been scalded, and quickly recovered.

This man seemed a natural king, and his entire body exuded a sense of the danger of predation, as if he were a walking hormone.