What! Our family is actually the descendant of the evil god?

Eros also gave a polite smile to Lady Lina, and then chatted with Estelle and others as usual.

Looking at the women with different figures and appearances, all of them were beautiful and charming.

The corners of Earl Beresford's mouth curled up slightly, and he whispered to himself:

"Interesting!"

"What?" Lina didn't hear clearly, and subconsciously asked.

Earl Beresford did not answer Lady Lina's question, but said in a flat tone:

"Let's go to the park after the blanket is bought!"

Lady Lina knew that the adult in front of her didn't want to say more, so she didn't ask any more questions and nodded quickly.

For this adult who suddenly called her out today, Lady Lina thought at first that he had something to tell her to do.

But she didn't expect that he took her to the store dressing room to try pleasure, and then she had to go to the park grove.

For this kind of behavior that was about to be exposed but not yet exposed in the public eye, Lina didn't mind.

She was just a little bit surprised, why did this lord come to her.

With his identity and status, there should be all kinds of ladies for him to choose from.

Is it because after the last experience, he has fallen in love with the pleasure brought by witches?

This is barely a reason, because no woman knows how to make people happy better than them.

Mrs. Lina, who couldn't come up with an answer for a long time, chose not to think about it for the time being, anyway, this kind of thing is not bad for her.

Because this lord generously gave her a lot of vitality every time.

If she hadn't confirmed that this lord was an agent of the greedy field, she would even suspect that the person in front of her was pretending.

Because he was too generous, he didn't look like a warlock in the greedy field at all.

The warlocks in the greedy field she had met in the past not only gave her clean water every time, but also tried to steal her vitality in various ways.

This made her dislike the stingy warlocks of this path, and she almost held up a sign saying that stingy warlocks and dogs were not allowed to enter.

Earl Beresford could naturally see the doubts in Lady Lina's heart.

But how could he explain to a low-sequence warlock who had just been promoted to Sequence 5?

And the reason why he suddenly found this woman was only because he could not control his greed recently and absorbed too much vitality.

This exceeded the limit of his body's tolerance. If it continued like this, these excess vitality would turn from delicious to poison and begin to wear away the original sin of greed in his body.

In order to avoid his strength from falling, he forcibly suppressed his inner greed and began to deal with the excess vitality in his body.

There are many ways to deal with vitality, and it is not necessary to have close contact with others.

But since there is a choice, why not choose the way that can make yourself happy?

It just so happened that Haidaram just had such a candidate, and a win-win situation was achieved.

As for whether this witch of desire was a man or a woman before, does it matter?

After Earl Beresford and Lady Lina disappeared at the door of the store, Estelle glanced at her child and asked softly:

"Is there something wrong with those two people just now?"

Eros looked at his mother in surprise: "How did you see that?"

Estelle rolled her eyes at her child and said unhappily:

"I am your mother. Others may not see the subtle changes in your expression and movements just now, but as a mother who knows her child very well, how could I not see it?"

Eros blinked: "Is it so obvious?"

Estelle nodded very affirmatively.

In other words, my pretentious attitude had actually been seen through by her before? It's just that she saw through it but didn't say it?

Thinking of this, Eros looked at Estelle with a resentful look.

After receiving the resentful look of her child, Estelle was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to understand something, and blinked her eyes, showing an innocent expression to her child.

Eros sighed, turned to Wendini and said with deep conviction:

"I believe what you said, this is indeed a bad mother!"

Wendini nodded heavily and hummed twice: "Yeah! Yes, she is a bad mother!"

Although she didn't understand what Eros and his mother were talking about, it didn't affect her to agree with Eros's next sentence.

Estelle coughed lightly, trying to maintain her image as a mother, and redirected the topic that had already deviated:

"So, there is indeed something wrong with those two people just now?"

Eros looked around, smiled, and said casually:

"Actually, it's nothing. The lady among the two people just now is our neighbor, Lina Byrne, the wife of Viscount Byrne, and the man is the richest man in Haidaram, Earl Beresford, who I mentioned before."

"I was just a little surprised to see the two of them appear here together."

Estelle's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. If she remembered correctly, Eros said last time that Earl Beresford was a member of the Abyss Cult.

She had only heard of this name before, and had never seen the portrait, so it was normal that she didn't recognize it directly just now.

In addition, Eros's pretending to be casual tone also made her react instantly. The place where she was at the moment was not suitable for talking about these things.

This is a shopping mall, a shopping mall with people coming and going.

After realizing this, Estelle took over Eros' words in a very natural tone and started a casual conversation.

Let's talk about this kind of thing after returning home.

After shopping in Howard's Department Store for a while and buying some items that only Haidaram has, everyone left the store and took a carriage to Milan's La Scala Theater to watch the opera.

In the independent box of the theater, Eros sat on the sofa and watched the performance below with a leisurely expression, while playing with Estelle's palm casually.

He kept clenching her white and slender fingers like tender green onions, and then spreading them out.

Estelle didn't care, and let her child fiddle with her hands at will.