The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 661 Ch.660 House and Letter

Wendy (the cat) is very attached to Beatrice.

According to Randolph's popular science knowledge (which makes no sense), animals are more sensitive than humans and are better able to distinguish between good and bad, true and false.

and so.

Wendy clings to Beatrice and wants to stay with her all day, which proves...

Her sister is the most sincere and kind person in the family.

As soon as he finished speaking, the cat jumped out of Beatrice's arms, paced a few steps on the floor with its head held high, gracefully walked around Randolph and Theresa, and came to Roland's feet.

She rubbed her face against his ankle.

"You now have a second genuine and kind person in your family."

Randolph: ...

This is not finished.

It rubbed Roland enough, and as the man went into the house, it followed in small steps. Its tail was like a sixteen-year-old boy's morning. After excitedly shuttling back and forth between Halida's maid clothes a few times, it began to rub the brown-skinned girl again.

"The third one is a sincere and kind person." Roland was counting them.

Randolph's face darkened, he grasped the skin by the nape of his neck and threw it to Bronte.

The cat is very angry.

Beatrice was also very angry.

"elder brother!"

"It won't hurt, honey."

Randolph felt that his "status" in the house had declined recently - when Roland was not around, there was actually a cat that was more important than him.

"Didn't you say you were going to give it to someone?"

Roland spread his hands: "Betty likes it so much, and it loves Betty so much."

Beatrice nodded quickly: "Bad, stupid, brother!"

Randolph rolled his eyes.

He would be happy to have more small animals at home, especially the small animals that Beatrice liked. When he was busy with business, he would have something else to accompany his sister - such as small animals Wendy, small animals Roland, etc.

Randolph suddenly remembered the funeral a few days ago.

The Catacombs of Porto Porti.

Beatrice asked him if he was coming to the cemetery for a picnic.

He said yes.

He also asked why the hole (tomb) should be opened.

He said that was a dead person and should go where he was supposed to go.

Beatrice asked who died.

Randolph didn't know how to answer.

'Your father, Beatrice. And our father.'

However, the ignorant girl just stared at her brother's face quietly with her blue eyes mixed with iris color.

'Who? ' She didn't understand.

'An old dog that has watched over the house for many years is finally free.'

Are there really completely happy people in this world?

As Randolph was thinking, he found that his head was itchy - Roland quietly took the cat from Bronte and was about to put it on Randolph's neck.

It seems to be true.

"If it scratches my shirt even a little bit, I'm going to throw it out the window."

"You'd better be polite to Miss Wendy," Roland said seriously, holding up the cat, pinching its paw and shaking it, "She is Beatrice's new friend, don't be too rude, Randolph - 'Too rude! Randolph! How can you treat Miss Wendy like this!'"

He even pinched his throat and imitated how a cat speaks.

Beatrice waved her fist angrily, supporting Roland: "Be polite! Brother!"

You see, absolutely.

…………

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Roland's visit came at the perfect time.

Randolph also had something to tell him.

First. "First get this damn cat out of here."

study.

desk.

The cat's butt just happened to cover the document - she was trying to move Randolph's limited edition fountain pen with a gold-welded tip onto the carpet.

Three seconds later, she succeeded.

Without waiting for the owner of the room to get angry, she jumped off the table, bit the pen twice with her sharp teeth, and picked it up and swung it left and right.

After playing like this for a while, she quickly lost interest like a man after a long sigh, yawned with her wrinkled inverted triangle face squinted, combed her hair elegantly - and gave someone a provocative look before leaving.

With its butt sticking out, its tail wagging.

When Randolph saw the cat, he felt like he had seen Roland - there was not much difference between the two things to him.

They both annoyed him so much, and they both pleased Beatrice so much.

“…There’s news about your house.”

After Randolph confirmed again and again that the annoying cat had left, he got up and closed the door.

"Not only is there news, but there is a lot of good news."

In order to find a good place for Roland to live, Randolph spent some time to inquire around - there were actually a few good properties for sale recently.

"South of Regent's Park (Marie Lebeau), on Sutley Street, there are two villas next to each other. If you buy both, you can open up the gardens - the advantage is obvious, the size is large enough to do whatever you want. The disadvantage is... there are always some annoying middle-class people who insist on moving in there."

Randolph introduced Roland to them one by one.

"Mayfair, east of Hyde Park, next to Grosvenor Square. The good thing is that you won't see any unseemly people, and you won't see any knives other than painting knives on the street. The bad thing is, it's not big enough. But there are a lot of high-end clubs there."

“Regent Street, like Mayfair, is the best place for restaurants and entertainment.”

He said.

"There's St James Street, but you have to spend a lot of time renovating it. You know, the houses there are a bit 'old-fashioned'."

Buying property in London is not difficult.

However, Randolph thought that with his friend's current wealth, it would be insulting and dangerous for him to live in a place that was "not suitable for human habitation" at all.

After all, there are family members to consider.

"Sutley Street, Randolph. I don't need to live among 'gentlemen', and Yam and my uncle are not used to dealing with them - Sutley Street is nice, clean and tidy, and I have seen the villas there when I drove by in the carriage."

Roland thought about it.

"Is it expensive?"

"Not cheap," Randolph teased. "Each house costs between £800 and £1,500 - your savings will only buy you a hundred."

Roland: ...

I am so rich.

"If you can convince that Miss Snitch, you can give me the money like you did."

Roland's money has always been kept in the Taylor family - according to Randolph, this money will flow into the Fountain of Youth little by little in some way, and then turn into income and return to Roland's hands (although Roland can't understand the subtleties of the process).

From then on, this huge wealth would no longer arouse suspicion.

Roland could convert them into land or bonds, earning at least four or five thousand pounds a year.

"She doesn't need 'Tyler' now, Randolph," Roland reminded.

The businessman shook his head and said with some emotion: "I almost forgot... Is that true? Is there such a coincidence in the world?"

Taylor could not hide the fact about the new heir to the Shelley family.

"If that's true, I'd envy Miss Vansittart's fate..."

Seeing that Roland didn't answer, he understood and changed the subject.

"Buy a property, hire someone to renovate and organize it, hire servants, and settle it in - don't forget to ask your uncle and adoptive mother to come to the Fountain of Youth... Oh, by the way."

After Randolph finished speaking, he took out another letter from the drawer and handed it to him.

Looks weird.

"You're really resourceful, Collins...but why do you always leave Taylor's address?"

Roland flipped through the brown envelope.

There is a line of small words written on the back of the wax seal.

Roland Collins.

—Rupert Benevento.

(End of this chapter)