Dominate the world in three weeks?

When Virgil came back from the racetrack, it was already sunset, and the entire Winslet mansion was shrouded in blood red.

He walked through the dark corridor and found his young brother at a corner.

Edward was hidden in the shadows, staring at him with a pair of bright eyes, which made people feel strange.

"...Edward." Vergil was silent for a moment, and then said, "Why are you standing here?"

"Oh... dear brother, have you seen Terrence today?"

"Yes, I mentioned you to him. Duke Aldret will be free tomorrow, maybe you can go to him."

"Ha ha……"

Edward chuckled lightly, and stepped out of the shadows. The boy's long stature had already reached Virgil's shoulders.He slightly raised his face to look at his elder brother, with a poisonous sharpness in his eyes: "Brother, you are very familiar with Terrence now, but you must, must stay away from him, he is mine."

Looking at Edward with a gloomy expression, Virgil frowned slightly.Edward said nothing, turned and left.

This half-brother's temperament has changed drastically since his accident a year ago, and his gloomy expression is completely different from before.But the parents felt sorry for each other's misfortune, and asked themselves and other brothers and sisters to be patient.

In fact, Virgil didn't think too much about this younger brother. He knew since he was a child that he would inherit Winslet's family business, so he always used this to strictly demand himself.Even though he knew that his father didn't like him, and vaguely felt Edward's indistinct hostility towards him, Virgil could turn a blind eye to it. He was someone who would dedicate everything to the glory of the family.

only……

Virgil watched Edward's back disappear around the corner.

Edward's current appearance really makes people uneasy, and the other party's obsession with the Duke of Aldret also makes people feel dangerous for no reason.

In the past, Virgil was only an immature young duke, and it was nothing if two people were playing around together.But now it seems that His Excellency the Duke is not a brat who doesn't understand anything at all. Could it be that His Excellency the Duke can't detect Edward's increasingly treacherous behavior?

I just hope that Edward will never do anything that would implicate the Winslet family.

The next day, Edward took a carriage to the Duke of Aldret's mansion.

Just like what Virgil said to Terrence, Edward did come and go to the Duke's mansion very frequently.

He didn't want to stay at home. His mother's tearful eyes and his father's regretful expression made Edward feel irritable. The seemingly gentle but contemptuous expressions of his brothers and sisters made him want to poke their eyes blind.All this reminds Edward of his lost identity.

But he may not be really close to Terrence and Aldrette as he has shown.

Edward will never forget that his current fate is actually inseparable from Terrence.In a dramatic disappearance, Terrence was safe and sound, but he suddenly fell from heaven to hell.

But now, there is no one else who can help him except Terrence.

The only driftwood when drowning, the remaining candle in the dark.

Just like that day in prison, Terrence walked to his side alone, making him free in pain and despair.

Edward's feelings for Terrence are complicated and the boundaries are blurred. He is jealous of the power easily obtained by the other party, hates the gap between the other party and himself, and relies on the hope and future that the other party can bring to him.And all of this converges into a possessive desire to eat his flesh and blood for this young friend.

If the other party is in heaven, then he will climb up with the other party's scepter; if he is in the abyss, then he will tear the other party down desperately.

Many times, Edward found himself transformed into a huge spider in his dreams, lying on the web in the dark and staring at Terrence who was tied up in a ball—he seemed to have found a secret control in his emotions Fast/feeling.

When Terrence learned that Edward was coming to visit, he sighed bored.

Edward came to the Aldelete mansion more and more often, to the point where it annoyed Terrence. He felt that if it weren't for the expectation of future blossoms and fruits, he would no longer be able to tolerate the other party's pretended intimacy manner.

He knocked on the table and looked at Songbird who was having fun with Mo Zhi: "Come here."

The little bird, which has never grown so long, obediently flew over with its long tail, landed on Terrence's outstretched finger, and shouted excitedly: "Master! Master!"

Terrence touched its small head, which was not much bigger than a fingertip, and smiled: "I will see Ed later, so don't peck him again. Look at the way he looks at you, maybe he wants to peck you very much." into a roasted bird."

The songbird seemed to understand Terrence's words, the feathers on its head stood up, its trembling little body was about to fall from his fingers, and it regained its balance by flapping its wings vigorously.

It raised its neck and let out a loud cry, and the black swamp green vine in the corner immediately poked its head out, waving its leaves.

Songbird gained courage from the companion behind him, straightened his body, jumped from Terrence's fingers to his arms, then walked all the way to his shoulders, flapped his wings and nestled on Terrence's head, becoming limp again The crouching feathers swayed from side to side.

Terrence let out a chuckle, and the mood that became bad after hearing Edward's name became clear.

He got up and walked around the table, and when he reached the door, he patted the vines that rolled up his sleeves intimately, and opened the door to meet the friend who seemed to have changed a lot.

"Terrence."

Seeing the little duke coming down the stairs, Edward stood up with a hearty smile.His current appearance is completely different from the gloom at home, and it seems that what happened a year ago has not affected him in the slightest.

He took a few steps forward intimately, took Terrence's hand, and led him to sit on the sofa.Edward's height and Terrence put some distance away, and Terrence was almost staggered by him, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Keenly aware of the owner's displeasure, the warbler poked its head out and gave Edward a hard peck and shouted: "Bad guy! Bad guy!"

At the same time, Terrence seemed to hear muffled noises from the study upstairs.

Edward smiled and looked at the songbird who was staring at him, and said to Terrence: "Your pet is still as naughty as ever."

He touched the peck marks on his forehead.

Terrence smiled and said nothing.

No matter how cheerful and harmless Edward behaved, the other party's eyes were hard to deceive others, full of aggressive and poisonous eyes.

He's more hypocritical than ever.

The songbird stared at Edward for a long time, but couldn't wait for its ally, so it could only shrink its neck and nestle in Terrence's hair again, its feathers fell obediently to the other side - it didn't want to become a roasted bird yet.

But the birdsong still attracted another person.

Lancer came down from upstairs.