Chapter 1000 The Way To A Woman“s Heart Is Through Her Stomach
“But, Miss Gloria is the young mistress of Moreton, after all, and is even the heir presumptive of the Moreton Family. Given their family’s status in Chaos City, if you decide to use force, the city lord’s castle and Gray Temple would not stand by and watch. This is still Chaos City, we…” the black cat said with hesitation.
“Force? Ah, I have never used force on women. That is only a lousy method used by those useless men. There’s no point to obtaining a person’s body, I want her heart.” Countess Bartoli smiled sinisterly as she landed on the roof of a three-storey building. She gazed at the big manor far away and licked her sexy red lips. With a smile, she said, “This Plan S is not for show only. I have prepared myself for multiple failures before I would obtain such a beautiful and talented young lady.”
“You used force numerous times before…” the black cat mumbled.
“What are you saying?” A whip appeared in Camilla’s hand as she looked at the black cat with an unfriendly expression.
“I said you would definitely win the lady’s heart!” the black cat said rapidly in shock as all the fur on its body bristled.
“Excellent. I think so too.” Camilla nodded in satisfaction before keeping the whip away.
“The first step shall begin with a lullaby. Every woman would love to fall asleep in their lovers’ song. I suppose Miss Gloria will be no different,” Camilla said to herself softly. With a gentle tap of her foot, she landed on a roof that was dozens of meters away and started to dash toward that manor.
“Is that really so?” The cat had doubt in its voice, but it still continued to follow behind her silently.
An exquisite small courtyard within the Moreton Manor.
Gloria was trying to sleep as she lay on her bed. Her mind kept replaying that scene from the evening. As long as the lovers stayed together, they could overcome any obstacles in their way. That kind of emotion was simply too sweet. It made people envious.
She had never dared to dream of being in love for the past 10-odd years due to the mark on her face.
…Until the appearance of Mr Mag. He had used the delicious tofu pudding to remove the mark on her face, and told her that there were many things to try and choices to be made in life. He was just like a light that shone into her heart.
She was no longer the cowardly girl, and yet she was still the same: gentle, courteous, learned, understanding…
“Ah~ My lovely girl, have you ever thought of me…” Right at this moment, an eerie voice suddenly appeared outside her window.
Gloria had a shock, and twisted her head to look toward the window. A figure with long hair hung upside down at the window in a weird and horrifying posture which looked even more scary in the dark night.
“Ghost!!!” Gloria screamed in a shrill voice.
“Thud.”
A soft thud sounded as Camilla, who was hanging by the window, fell down.
“Aiyo… Miss Gloria. It’s not a ghost… It’s me…” Camilla stood up by supporting herself with the window. The window shut close and bolted up just as she was about to poke her head in.
Camilla looked at the tightly shut window with a complex expression. She opened her mouth, but she couldn’t make a sound.
“Let’s go now, Madam. Someone is coming,” the black cat urged with a hint of haste in its voice.
Trespassing in a private manor was a huge deal; furthermore, Madam’s motive was so impure. If they were discovered, they wouldn’t be let off the hook easily.
Camilla gazed at the tightly shut window sadly. Even though she had 10,000 methods to break open this wooden window, she chose not to do it. She heaved a sigh before she transformed into a black fog and disappeared from the small courtyard.
“Little Black, you could see how perfect my entrance was, how beautiful my singing was, and how romantic I looked when I was singing. Why would she think that I was a ghost?”
“Any normal person would react like her if they saw a long-haired woman hanging upside down by their window at night,” Little Black mumbled.
“Say it again.”
“Tonight’s moon is so bright…”
…
“Gloria, what’s going on? What happened?” Lance, who was the first to rush into the courtyard, asked nervously from outside. When he saw Debra come in, he immediately urged, “Go in and check on the child.”
Debra, too, quickly went over and knocked on the door as she nervously asked, “Are you alright? Don’t be afraid, it’s me. Open the door, child.”
Mickey walked over as he rubbed his eyes sleepily, and tensely asked, “Is Big Sister alright?”
After a moment, the door cracked open. Debra quickly walked in and closed the door.
“Mother.” Gloria rushed into Debra’s arms. Her body was still shaking.
“Don’t be afraid, Mother’s here.” Debra hugged Gloria quickly and began to rub her back to soothe her as she consoled her. Only after she had calmed down did she gently ask, “What was it, child? Did you have a nightmare?”
Gloria pointed toward the window as she said, “There… There was a figure hanging upside down earlier. She… She was singing too…”
“A figure hanging upside down!?” Debra was shocked. She turned to look at the tightly shut window. She didn’t see anything, so she hugged Gloria and continued to console her. “You may be hallucinating because you are too tired recently. You will be fine after a good night’s rest.”
Gloria furrowed her brows as she shook her head, and said, “It was not a hallucination. But… her singing was horrible… Although it was a little scary, now when I recall it, I feel a little like laughing…”
“Mother will sleep with you tonight. Relax, she won’t appear again.” Debra released Gloria with a smile. She went to the door and waved to her husband and son standing in the courtyard. “You guys can go back to sleep first. I will sleep with Gloria tonight.”
“Is she alright?” Lance was still a little worried.
“It’s nothing. I will tell you more tomorrow.” Debra nodded before closing the door again. She pulled Gloria back onto the bed.
“Let’s go. We shall go back to sleep too.” Lance shivered. He ran out in a hurry without even putting on a jacket. Since Gloria seemed fine, he walked out of the courtyard with Mickey.
…
“Madam, the first step of Plan S has failed, and it could even have caused psychological trauma to Miss Gloria. What shall we do now?” the black cat asked Camilla.
“This failure is purely accidental. But it’s fine. A single failure doesn’t mean anything. Plan S is a perfect plan, and it will not stop just because of a tiny failure.”
A confident smile appeared in Camilla’s lips. “The way to a woman’s heart is through her stomach. And I am that person for Miss Gloria.”
“May I ask what you intend to do now?”
“Of course I am going to procure the freshest and sweet blood for Miss Gloria.”