I am a master in India

Chapter 194 Cunning Mind

The palace seemed more exquisite than when I first saw it, as evidenced by the stone carvings on the walls.

Today, not only the storefronts, but even the alleyway on the right shows signs of carving.

The stonemason fully displayed his skills on the cornerstones, carving the second cornerstone from the eaves to the base of the wall into a shape that resembled a gemstone.

The glass windows upstairs span the entire facade, making them larger and more imposing than before.

It's clear that the palace is doing very well; every detail has been meticulously crafted.

It was the same gray-black door. Hela led Ron inside; she had already given prior notice.

"Excuse me, sir, servants cannot enter." The guard at the door stopped Anil and his companion.

“I will not leave my master’s side for a moment!” Anil grabbed the guard by the collar, ready to throw him into the street.

“Mr. Suer,” Abu approached, “the lady does not like to be disturbed by outsiders, and your safety is threatened in the palace.”

“He’s family,” Ron said, pointing to Anil. “Come with me today and learn something new.”

Abu frowned. He knew, of course, that Ron was deliberately making excuses for the servant, but remembering his wife's instructions, he conceded.

"He can go in, but he can only stay in the lobby on the first floor."

“Thank you.” Ron nodded, then winked at Anil.

This is already a huge concession; even important figures don't usually receive this kind of treatment.

In the palace, everyone is there to enjoy themselves, and they would never allow their servants to discover their secrets.

Indian servants would never follow their masters into such a place; they are aware of this.

Lady Elizabeth may have been trying to curry favor by making Ron break the rule.

Abu turned and led Ron and Hela upstairs, while Anil remained in the hallway, where they could get a glimpse of what was happening upstairs.

Abu was still as sinister as ever, his voice high-pitched and disdainful.

"The lady is in the room. She will see you immediately. I will go and prepare some tea."

Abu led them to the third floor, then turned and left, leaving the corridor quiet.

"The soundproofing here has been changed? It's even better than before." Ron looked around; it was his first time on the third floor.

"It's nap time now, from 2 pm to 5 pm every day. It's not usually this quiet because she knows you're coming."

Hela led Ron to the door of a room, which was also quiet and without a sound.

"Ready?" she asked.

"I think so."

"Then let's go."

She knocked twice, turned the doorknob, and the two went inside.

The small, square room contained only a carpet, drawn silk curtains, and two large, flat cushions; nothing else.

Hela grabbed Ron's arm and led him to the cushion.

The dim evening sunlight filtered through the beige curtains. The walls were bare, painted a yellowish-brown, with a metal fence, about one square meter in size, embedded in one wall.

Below that was a wainscoting panel, and Ron and Hela sat on cushions facing the fence, like they were confessing in a church.

“Hela, I know why I’m here. You’ve overstepped your bounds this time.”

The sound came from behind the metal fence. Ron frowned and looked back.

It was pitch black inside; nothing could be seen. Lady Elizabeth sat in the darkness, seemingly invisible.

“Ellie is our friend, I think it’s a misunderstanding,” Hela said in a cool voice.

Lady Elizabeth laughed loudly, a gurgling laugh that came from her trachea, making everyone frown and lose all interest.

"Hela, you haven't come to see me in a long time. I often think about you. Now you've ignored me for so long, but as soon as you come, you want to take away what I love most."

“Ellie is not only my friend, but also Mr. Sue’s friend. She cannot stay here.”

"Is that so?" Lady Elizabeth's tone was enigmatic. "I know why you don't come here often anymore. You have someone you like, don't you?"

When she said the word "like," it was as if she was clenching her teeth, trying her best to endure something.

Her voice was so hoarse and rough that it made you feel uncomfortable, like someone who had just smoked a lot and was cursing with malice and resentment.

“Mr. Suer, Miss Hela, your tea,” Abu said.

His sudden appearance startled Ron. The guy had come silently, without making a sound.

He bent down and placed the plate between Ron and Hela. Ron glanced at him, but Abu remained expressionless, not even blinking.

"Oh, right, Mr. Sue. You two have fallen in love, haven't you?"

“I’m not here to discuss love today,” Ron frowned. “Ellie, I’m taking her with me.”

Hmm, neither too hot nor too cold, a classic case of playing hard to get; he remembered Hela's instructions.

"She's important to you?" Mrs. Elizabeth's voice turned cold.

"of course."

"More important than Hela?"

"All are important."

She started laughing again, a gloating laugh.

“Look, Hela, this is your love.”

“You’re worrying too much,” Hela replied calmly.

“She owes me a lot of money. No one can leave the palace easily.”

“How much does she owe?” Ron asked.

“Give your business card to Abu, Mr. Sur.”

Ron glanced at Hela, who nodded slightly. The specially made business card was handed to Abu, who clutched it, stepped back out of the room, and closed the door.

“Mr. Sue, I’ve heard about your achievements. You’re remarkable, just like this business card. We had a small misunderstanding, and to express my apology, you can take Ellie with you.”

Ron and Hela exchanged a glance, both seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.

Just a moment ago they were at each other's throats, and suddenly it's all calm and peaceful. It's so strange.

"Thank you so much, on behalf of Ellie."

"You two have a very good relationship, you know her very well, right?"

“Of course,” Ron said without hesitation.

"Then you must like her and be willing to come to the palace for her."

“You could say that,” Ron continued making things up, while inwardly thinking to himself, “Why is this Mrs. Elizabeth so gossipy?”

"Then go see her, Abu will take you."

Ron stood up, and Hela followed suit.

"Hela, you stay here, we still need to have a good talk."

That was a commanding tone, carrying an air of unquestionable authority.

Damn it, Ron knew things weren't that simple.

Hela was dragged there, and he could only leave the room with the dead eunuch.

Abu looked at him with disgust, the disgust of a servant glaring at the culprit with shame and anger at his master for being deceived. This time, it was Ron's turn to be expressionless. "I'm a big shot, a Brahmin. Why would I give a damn eunuch like you a damned eunuch?"

Abu pushed open the door to a room, pointed inside, and said, "You know that girl, so prove it to Madam. This is a gift from her; you should thank her."

He stood at the door with an expression of anticipation, showing no intention of leaving.

Ron was somewhat suspicious, but he still went into the room.

The door was open, and the room was decorated with large movie posters, some from Bollywood and some from Hollywood.

Two very young and beautiful women were lying on a large bed.

They all had golden hair, long and thick, with curled ends.

They were all very beautiful, with flawless, pinkish-white skin and lipstick on their lips.

The two were dressed very lightly, and Ron could see all their secrets almost at a glance.

What's most puzzling is that they have their eyes closed, as if they're asleep.

What the hell?

Ron suspiciously approached and shook one of them, but there was no reaction.

He couldn't tell who Ellie was, and Hela hadn't told him. Actually, it wouldn't have mattered anyway; the two were practically indistinguishable in appearance.

Ron returned to the doorway, where Abu was still standing, now surrounded by several men in black, coldly staring into the room.

“Mr. Sue, you only have one chance. The lady says you like her, and you have plenty of time to do whatever you want. You can take her away after it’s over.”

“What do you mean?” Ron frowned.

“Miss Hela will know everything here, but you have to do it.”

Holy crap! This Lady Elizabeth is indeed a twisted and perverted person.

She believed Hela liked Ron, and now she insisted that Ron make love to another girl in front of her.

This girl was also her friend, Allie. Lady Elizabeth wanted to destroy Hela's love, to destroy it right in front of her.

She may have also realized that Ron was only brought in by Hela at the last minute, so she set up another test for him.

If Ron takes another girl with him after he's done, then she can't blame her for not giving him face.

Killing two birds with one stone, with malicious intent.

Damn it, Ron glanced down the hallway. It was a corner, and it was quiet.

He figured that even if he shouted, Anil wouldn't hear him; one was on the third floor and the other on the first, they were too far apart.

Besides, it was too late; that damned eunuch had already planned it all out.

Bang! Ron slammed the door shut.

Mary was right; that wicked lady was indeed cunning and difficult to deal with.

She likely saw through Hela's plans from the beginning, but Ron's presence prevented a complete falling out.

But she was also very angry; she wasn't a nobody who could be easily manipulated.

She is one of the most powerful figures in Mumbai, holding leverage over many high-ranking officials.

No one would dare treat her like that. Ron wasted her goodwill, so he needs to be warned.

Inside the room, Ron was also having a bit of a headache. What to do? He really didn't know who Ellie was!

Returning to the bedside, he carefully examined the two girls' eyelids. They were fast asleep, seemingly under some kind of drug.

He sniffed around the two of them carefully, but didn't smell the familiar anesthetic scent.

Then he listened to their chests and got a general idea of ​​what was going on.

Yes, it's a deep sleep, not a coma.

It's very difficult to wake someone from a coma; you need to make a big move to have any chance, but there are people watching outside.

If they're in a deep sleep, things will be much easier.

Ron looked around the room. The desk was covered with girls' toiletries, a half-empty bottle of wine, and small plastic bottles.

Hmm, Ron walked over and picked up the white plastic bottle to check carefully; it was some kind of antidepressant.

His eyes lit up when he saw the recipe.

Without saying a word, he poured out a few pills, put them in a wine glass, and stirred them vigorously.

While stirring, he also vigorously rubbed the cup wall with his hands to artificially warm it up.

About two minutes later, a pungent smell wafted out of the cup.

Ugh, Ron almost threw up from that weird smell.

Time was of the essence, so he immediately held the cup to one of the girls' lips.

"Ugh," the girl frowned in pain, as if she were enduring great torment.

"Ellie! Ellie!" Ron whispered in her ear.

The girl's eyelids twitched, and she opened her eyes with difficulty.

Those were sky-blue eyes, extraordinarily beautiful.

“Are you Ellie?” Ron stared intently at her.

"Do you know me?" The girl lay there, holding her forehead. Her head was spinning, and she didn't even have the strength to sit up.

What great luck! Ron was overjoyed; he had chosen one of the two options and won.

“I am Ron, I am.”

"Why does your mouth smell so bad!" Ellie turned her head away in disgust.

Ron couldn't hold back any longer. He casually put the cup back on the table and then turned Ellie's shoulder around.

"Listen, this is an emergency, you have to cooperate with me."

Abu remained motionless outside the door for five minutes, but he didn't hear the sound he wanted.

"Ah!" came a cry, quite intense.

Huh? Abu was taken aback.

The sound continued, growing longer and more lingering, carrying a sense of pleasure.

The men at the door looked at each other, then turned their heads away, pretending they hadn't heard.

They dared not act recklessly in front of Abu, the eunuch, who utterly despised that kind of thing.

You could tell from his increasingly gloomy expression that he was definitely holding back some kind of fire—anger, jealousy, or something else.

The shouting lasted for half an hour, until finally the voice became hoarse.

After a moment of silence, Ron brought out Ellie, whose face was flushed.

"May I go now?" he asked with a smile in his eyes.

“Please go ahead, Mr. Suer,” Abu said through gritted teeth.

"Please thank Madam for me. I remember her kind hospitality today, and I always will!"

Ron helped Ellie away.

(End of this chapter)