Quickly wear cannon fodder, she is so charming without even knowing it

Nine days later, the sun never sets on the Empire. In the morning, the sky is blue and the sky is clear.

In a castle in the grand estate of Duke Holden Lotefeller, the sun shines into the room through the windows and falls on the man on the bed, a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old to be precise.

Although the boy lying on the bed looked small, he had a slender body, a tall and straight nose, and fair and delicate skin. He looked weak but firm.

The color of his lips is extremely light. Upon closer inspection, they look as if they were carved out of ice and snow. However, they are indescribably beautiful. They are as elegant as the extreme. Instead, they reveal an extremely seductive color, making people feel that they have no choice but to conquer the world. The picturesqueness is no match for his sleeping face.

No one could imagine that such a young man would be associated with Duke Holden’s son!

At this time, he was sleeping soundly, with his brows slightly furrowed.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and then a female voice came: "Master, Madam invites you to the dining room for breakfast. She said she has something to tell you."

The young man did not respond and continued to sleep soundly. The maid was not discouraged when she saw this and knocked on the door again and called: "Master?"

Still no response, the boy still didn't make any movement.

The maid outside the door waited for a while, seeming to find something strange, so she opened the door and came in. She found that the boy on the bed was still asleep. The maid became a little anxious and stretched out her hand to wake up the boy on the bed.

At this time, the young man suddenly opened his eyes, a pair of deep blue eyes, and the waves in his eyes were like the abyss of the sea, making everyone who saw it tremble.At this moment, there was a hint of indifference and bloodthirsty in Curtis's eyes. He sat up and looked at the maid in front of him who was about to touch him.

"Master... Madam asked me to wake you up..." The maid immediately lowered her head upon seeing this, looking cautious.

Curtis looked at the maid in front of him, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The smile was evil and strange, as if the messenger from hell had descended on the world. He opened his thin lips lightly and his voice was low and hoarse, full of magnetism but full of disgust: "I don't like others to touch her. Me, get out!"

"Yes...yes...young master..." The maid nodded quickly and left after hearing this. She breathed a sigh of relief the moment she closed the door.

Although this young master looks young, he has an extremely weird temper. Although he has an extremely perfect skin, his temper is not like his beauty, but the opposite.

Curtis looked at the closed door, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by ice and coldness!

"You're finally back, aren't you? It seems something happened to you this time. I wonder what treasures you brought back this time, father?" Curtis murmured to himself, looking at the blue sky outside the window.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard footsteps outside the door, and then the door was pushed open.

In the room, two people dressed in black tuxedos stood by the door and bowed respectfully: "Master Curtis"

Curtis looked away and looked at the two people standing by the door. He ordered coldly: "Go and find out why father and his army haven't returned yet."

"Yes, sir."

The two nodded and accepted the order, then quickly left.

Curtis sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes falling on a ring on the table. He picked up the ring with his fingers and gently touched the outline of the ring. A complex expression flashed across his eyes, and a pair of blue eyes flickered. With a cold glow.

He got off the bed, walked to the closet, took out his shirt and put it on, then walked into the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, Curtis changed his clothes and walked out of the room. The servant was already waiting at the stairs.

"Master, my wife has arrived and is waiting for you to have breakfast."

Curtis nodded and walked towards the stairs with his long legs.

After Curtis came downstairs, he sat at the dining table. He looked up at the woman sitting opposite and asked, "What's wrong with mother coming to me today?"

The woman is a woman in her 30s, wearing luxurious clothes and exquisite makeup on her face. She exudes a graceful and luxurious temperament in every move she makes.

She elegantly picked up the coffee on the coffee table in front of her, took a sip, and said slowly: "I received news that your father has arrived in the Empire on which the Sun Never Sets. At this time, he should return to the palace to see His Majesty the King."

Curtis frowned slightly when he heard this, but soon relaxed, and he looked at the woman opposite him calmly: "Mother told me this because she wants me to greet father, right?"

"Yes." Belina nodded and did not deny it: "But I also have selfish motives. Since you are almost an adult, it is time for you to do some things."

Curtis couldn't help but sneer when he heard the words, with a mocking expression on his face: "I don't understand what mother means."

Belina looked at him, her tone still unhurried: "I hope you can show yourself in front of your father a few more times and try to let him see your excellence, so that you can inherit his position."

"I don't need to inherit his position." Curtis looked at the woman with cold eyes.

"You..." Belina's face changed slightly, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Can't you just think it's for me?!"

Hearing this, Curtis' eyes became even colder. He looked at the woman in front of him and said in a cold voice: "Mother, you have always put interests first since you were a child. When you think of me, you care about me because I am useful to you. , I just remember that not long after my grandfather died, when you were fighting for the family property with your uncle and aunt, you were also like this. Is power and money so important to you? "

Belina's face suddenly became extremely ugly. She looked at Curtis, who was neither humble nor arrogant, but felt a sense of frustration in her heart, but she was not to be outdone: "Do you think I will give up if you say this?"

Curtis sneered when he heard this: "Of course you don't, but I think you should know very well that my father is a bit special. He loves money very much and also loves his collections. He only doesn't love you, mother, but he What he hates most is others deceiving him. I can guarantee that, mother, you don’t want your father to discover your secret.

"After all, Ellen Herbert, mother, you must be very familiar with this person's name." Belina's face suddenly stiffened when she heard this.

Seeing the woman's expression, Curtis's mouth widened further: "So, mother, I advise you to give up your fearless ideas as soon as possible. No one can force me to make a decision unless I think about it myself. After all, you still have the leverage." In my hand."

Her face became even uglier when she heard this, but she did not continue to argue with Curtis. She snorted coldly, stood up, and left proudly.

Curtis looked at the woman's leaving figure with a sneer in his eyes. He turned his head to look at the ring given to him by his grandfather, his expression gradually changing.Then he picked up the knife and fork, cut off a piece of cake, put it in his mouth, chewed it twice and then swallowed it.

At this time, a male voice suddenly came, and a man in a tuxedo walked up quickly and whispered to him who was eating at the dining table: "Master Curtis."