The sickly little one was adopted by a wealthy foreigner and became a favorite.

After that night, Winston never again mentioned asking Ulva to stay home and wait for him.

So Ultus tacitly agreed that Winston had allowed him to attend the banquet.

The little guy happily got ready.

Seeing his expectant look, Winston could only say:

"You don't have proper identification, so you can't sneak in. You'll just wait for me outside the castle, okay?"

But the black rabbit in the bathroom didn't answer him for a long time.

Winston thought the little guy was angry again.

Until the little guy lifted the curtain and walked up to Winston.

Winston was cleaning his gun.

But when he saw that Wu Tu's bare feet were covered by a layer of gorgeous fabric, he couldn't help but raise his head, his gaze slowly moving upwards from bottom to top.

He saw Wu Tu wearing a fitted dress, and the bright red dress made his skin look even whiter than snow.

The necklace and back chain on his upper body made him look like a pearl set off by jewels. The skirt on his lower body was a fishtail design with a high slit, and the short front and long back hem allowed his graceful steps to be seen as he walked.

This is a very novel design in today's world.

But Winston didn't understand any of this, and his first reaction was to quickly wrap the black cat in a sheet:

"Are you going out wearing this? To a banquet?"

Wu Tu: "What's wrong? Doesn't it look good? I cut this myself from fabric I found; it didn't cost me any money."

Winston said helplessly, "Do you want everyone to see your back and legs?"

Wu Tu pouted, "But this is normal women's clothing. If I dress up as your female companion, I can sneak in with you, right?"

Winston felt he was about to turn red.

He really wants to beat this disobedient child right now.

Winston also heard Ulu complain that his father was terrifying when he got angry.

But now, Winston had no choice but to lower his head:

"Put it on me. You naughty little dog."

The black crow: "I'm not a bad puppy!"

But the little one eventually gave in to Winston and changed into a very conservative white dress that covered her ankles, like every well-mannered and cultured lady from a strict family.

But even the most conservative dress can exude a unique charm when worn by Wu Tu.

Just like now, the little one is like an innocent angel, but the lines of her dress always have an unforgettable allure.

Because the black worm has a particularly beautiful, upright, and good-looking body.

Winston, on the other hand, had a dark and sullen face the whole time, looking extremely displeased and wanting to gouge out the eyes of any man who dared to stare at the black rabbit.

However, in the end, the black clown still managed to get to the banquet with Winston.

Those people didn't notice Winston enter; they were still gossiping about him.

"I heard Aiden's been keeping a beauty lately."

"Isn't that guy uninterested in women?"

"It doesn't matter, Aiden will be dead by tonight anyway. The current head of the family is about to die, and I don't know if Helena or Allen will take over, but no matter who it is, Aiden will be the first to die..."

No sooner had the man finished speaking than Ulva secretly pulled Winston over.

"What are you talking about?"

Wu Tu was dressed in a pure white dress, but the touch of red fluttering in the hem, and the glimpse of her chin and upturned lips peeking out from under the thin veil that covered most of her face, all hinted at a sharp and aggressive nature.

The black rabbit asked, "Your last name is Winston? Are you from a collateral branch?"

"How dare you gossip about the Earl of the main family! You have no manners at all. Why don't you cut your tongue off?"

Winston was completely on the side of the Black Tortoise.

If Wu Tu wants to do this, then he will definitely help cover the losses.

So Winston went straight for it, and his sharp wail immediately shattered the atmosphere of the banquet.

Ulu moved aside slightly: "Aiden, don't splatter blood on my skirt."

Upon seeing this, Winston actually knelt down on one knee and took out a handkerchief to wipe the bloodstains off the black rabbit's shoes.

However, amidst the pool of blood, no one was excited, no one screamed; they were all suppressing their emotions, and no one noticed these small details.

Because they want to maintain a respectable image.

Moreover, even though Winston has become so arrogant, these people dare not speak out against him.

Because Winston was, after all, the rightful heir with a title and the right of succession.

Until the sound of high heels came from the doorway.

"Oh dear, Aiden, why are you being so naughty today?"

When Wu Tu turned his head, he saw Helena at her most powerful and beautiful age.

It's not surprising at all that she's become the head of the family now.

Wu Tu was stunned for a moment, and in that instant, Helena was already in front of him.

That hand cradled Wu Tu's face, slowly lifting the thin veil to meet those dark eyes:

"What a beautiful baby. What's so great about Aiden that you're so protective of him? Why don't you come with me? I'll definitely make you a household name and a rising star."

Wu Tu looked at Helena, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes.

Winston noticed even that slight pause.

Winston frowned.

But the little guy snapped back to reality the next second, bristled, and hid behind Winston.

Helena Rubinstein's red lips curled up:

"Aiden, this little gadget is so interesting, give it to me."

Winston gripped Ulva's wrist tightly, refusing to let go even when it hurt.

Just then, the deacon in charge of the banquet came out and announced:

"The head of the family has passed away."

The black rabbit couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "So fast!"

Winston paused for a moment, then said:

"When I went to poison him, there were already two empty glasses on his bedside table..."

Wu Tu: "So you still gave him the poison again, didn't you?"

Winston: "Yes."

The black cat couldn't help but feel pity.

This unfortunate patriarch was poisoned three times, and it's already quite difficult to kill him now that he's finally dead!

But just as Wutu was in shock, the deacon upstairs clapped his hands again:

"Now, the 'banquet' begins. Please enjoy this power struggle."

Before Wu Tu could even react, Winston had already pulled him aside and hidden behind a pillar.

As soon as the lights dimmed, the guests attending the banquet went upstairs to the private rooms.

Off the field, only Winston, Helena, and Allen remained as the three factions.

The next second, the bullet grazed Wu Tu's face.

Wu Tu was once again amazed by his family's traditional skills.

So, witnessing the deathmatch between the heirs is called attending a banquet?!

No wonder Winston didn't want to bring him.

This is practically a snake pit.

Winston turned to look at him: "You stay here and don't come out. They're not targeting you; they won't specifically look for you."

But Wu Tu immediately pulled out his gun and retorted:

"It's dangerous for you to leave me here. If Helena catches me and takes me hostage, won't you cry?"

Winston's hand trembled:

"I never cry."

Ulu really wants to show Winston the photos of him crying afterward.

Unfortunately, his phone wasn't with him.

……

Winston was very nervous about Ulva the whole way, but to be honest, Ulva didn't hold him back at all.

The Black Crow's moves were indeed exactly the same as his, and it seemed to know him like the back of its hand. With just a glance from Winston, it knew what Winston was thinking and cooperated perfectly.

This was the first time Winston had realized the benefits of having a partner to fight alongside.