My older sister is a villainous rich girl

Unexpectedly, the meeting ended on a sour note.

Exhausted, I returned to my room, where everything seemed normal.

Wayne breathed a sigh of relief.

He straightened his appearance, then opened the door and went to Chris's bedroom.

"Dong dong..."

Outside the door, Wayne reached out and tapped lightly with his knuckles.

After waiting for a while, Chris responded from inside, sounding as if she hadn't woken up yet.

"Who?"

“It’s me,” Wayne said in a deep voice.

A brief silence fell inside, and after a while, she came in wearing slippers and opened the door.

"What's wrong? I just fell asleep a little while ago..."

She rubbed her eyes.

"Sorry, there was something I wanted to tell you," Wayne said. "It's okay, you can go back to sleep... I'll stay here with you."

Chris paused, glancing at him suspiciously.

"You're not planning to do something bad again, are you?"

"...No, that's not available."

Wayne bypassed her, skillfully slipped into her room, and took over the entire sofa.

"It's the same as talking about it after you wake up."

Once he settled down, he didn't move.

Chris was completely confused.

"So I'm really going to sleep? I'm so sleepy."

It seems that Chris didn't get enough rest after two days of traveling.

"Okay, go to sleep." Wayne nodded.

"I'll protect you! Don't worry."

Hearing him say that, Chris's lips curled up slightly.

She closed the door again, and then—

He climbed back onto the sofa and snuggled into Wayne's arms.

Holding his waist, Chris found a comfortable position and lay down.

"Don't move around," she whispered.

...This might be a bit difficult.

“I’ll try,” Wayne said.

Upon hearing this, Chris hummed, her breathing gradually calmed, and she fell asleep again.

Her breath gently patted the area below her neck, creating a ticklish sensation.

Wayne had genuinely wanted to discuss the Wincher family with her, but seeing how tired she looked, he decided to let her rest.

He thought:

Hold her for a while, and then quietly leave once she's sound asleep.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Wayne lost consciousness and drifted off to sleep.

"It's so hot..."

Wayne felt like he had fallen into a furnace.

Not only that, but his hands and feet were also as if they were bound by something, making it difficult for him to move.

...What was I doing just now?

My memory seems to be fragmented.

He tried hard to recall what had happened, while struggling to move his arms and legs.

Like swimming in a swamp, moving in any direction only creates strong resistance from all sides.

It's so hot... I need to take off my clothes.

With this thought flashing through his mind, he began to twist and contort as he took off his clothes.

Ok?

I think I touched something soft...

I haven't had a chance to fully appreciate it yet.

"Snapped--"

A sharp pain shot through my face.

Wayne was suddenly startled awake and sat bolt upright.

"W-What's wrong!" he shouted, his eyes wide.

The indoor light was getting dimmer; night was about to fall.

On the sofa, Chris lay beside him, her clothes half undone.

Under Wayne's astonished gaze, Chris buried her face in his clothes, utterly mortified.

Wait, why is Chris holding my clothes?

Wayne became alert.

It was only then that he realized he had taken off his clothes without even noticing.

"Uh... what's going on?" he stammered.

“You know it in your heart!” Chris accused in a muffled voice, “Pervert!”

"I fell asleep..."

As he said this, Wayne lay down again as if nothing had happened.

"Get up now!" Chris pushed him forcefully out. "It would be terrible if someone came to wake us up."

"It's alright, what are you afraid of?"

Wayne reached out and put his arm around hers.

Even though she insisted on having her back to him, he still felt as if he were holding a soft, warm, and fragrant jade.

"It's not like we haven't been seen before."

Seeing that he really refused to get up, Chris had no choice but to struggle to escape his clutches and dart back to bed like a rabbit, covering herself completely with a thin blanket.

"Hmph, I'm not going to embarrass myself with you~ You can go back to sleep!"

Chapter 290 Didn't Wayne also manipulate puppets before?

Even though Chris said she didn't want to lose face with him, in reality... if someone actually saw Wayne come out of her room, Chris would definitely lose face.

For the sake of her already precarious image, Wayne decided to change her tactics.

He washed his face, went back to his room, and tidied himself up.

Looking at his handsome and innocent appearance in the mirror, he sighed softly.

Magic can change many things, but it cannot change the greed in people's hearts.

The greater the ability—

The more they can plunder, the more they can steal.

Isn't the person in the mirror, in a sense, also plundering the emotions of others?

If you get frustrated with Chris, go to Goli to soothe your wounds; if you get hurt by Goli, turn back to Chris for warmth...

What a piece of trash.

"Wayne, dinner's ready!"

Chris called him from outside the door.

"Okay, I'll be right there!" He quickly fastened his collar.

……

This evidence was finally presented to the King by the Duke of Elliott on Monday morning.

Furthermore, His Majesty the King appeared to have consulted with Elliott beforehand, and dealt with many of the ministers involved on the spot. He then ruthlessly dispatched Commander Bulwer to the city of Kosco to capture the still seriously injured and unconscious Lord Alec.

It's hard not to suspect that this was pre-arranged.

I heard that at the time, the expressions on the faces of many ministers were quite interesting.

As expected, this incident sparked considerable discussion within the academy.

However, rather than the satisfying narrative of "the downfall of the bad guys," the attitude of those aristocratic youths towards this matter was more to mock the misfortune of those who were implicated.

As Miss Ge Li had anticipated, things did not turn out as expected.

Except for a small number of cases with solid evidence and where the individuals were personally involved, almost all the officials who accepted bribes behind the scenes were let off lightly, receiving only minor punishments.

It's unclear whether a prior exchange of benefits was made, but some people's names weren't even revealed.

Finance Minister Franz aptly presented the tax revenue reports of the city of Costa in recent years, vehemently denouncing Aliq, this parasite, for causing irreparable damage to the national treasury.

—It's as if the person who received the lavish gift wasn't actually himself.

Elliott had already anticipated this outcome.

"So-called justice is only a relative existence." He said this to the children at the dinner table last night.

"Precisely because it is impossible to achieve a state of absolute justice, ... if one is determined to pursue such a thing, one must have unwavering resolve and the patience to proceed gradually."

Wayne knew this was a warning he was giving to himself and Chris.

An unwavering determination... It feels like every extra day I live here, my original values ​​are completely refreshed.

After a period of gloating and mockery, the boys around them stopped talking about the topic and instead casually turned their attention back to the group of girls.

"Oh, it's so great that Tasia can come to our class!"

Compared to the miserable treatment Tasia received among the girls, it was undoubtedly much better in the eyes of the boys.

Who wouldn't want another attractive and kind girl in their class?

Besides, she's so strong.

"If only Tasia weren't a commoner..." someone lamented.

"What nonsense are you talking about? If she weren't a commoner, do you think you'd have a chance to be with her?" Gavin scoffed dismissively.

Hey, what kind of pipe dream are you having?

Then Wayne cruelly retorted, "Even if she were a commoner, you wouldn't have a chance."

The conversation went cold.

……

After a day of classes, the investigation team met again as planned to exchange information between the two groups.

“Everyone probably knows what happened to us,” Wayne said. “It took some time. And we didn’t get any useful information.”

This time, the group used another meeting room with an oval table, and the two groups sat facing each other.

Everyone was in low spirits.

But Lawrence, sitting opposite Wayne, was very excited: "Your travel experience is amazing! I wish I could be in your group too..."

"Wait a minute? We're not going on vacation."

Wayne felt a tic-tac-toe symbol slowly appearing on his forehead.