Mythology Rebooted-Chapter 414 - 191 Dear Father-in-Law_3

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Young Master’s Villa.

Master bathroom.

Humming a tune, Wayne prepared the bath water and leisurely stripped off his clothes.

Just as he was about to lie down in the bathtub, after pondering for 0.25 seconds, he decisively picked up a towel and wrapped it around his waist.

Five seconds later, Veronica climbed through the window into the master bedroom, her eyes fierce with fury, following the scent into the bathroom.

She cautiously glanced over, saw the towel, and immediately lost her fear, stepping right into the bathtub and mounting him.

She raised her fist to strike!

But she missed.

Wayne caught her fist with one hand and shielded his face with the other, pleading in a negotiating tone, "Wait a minute, let me finish washing up before you hit me, I’m not even dressed yet, it’s not so good this way."

"What does it matter, it’s not like I haven’t seen it before!"

"You’ve actually seen it."

Wayne’s eyes widened; he pressed down on the towel at his waist, "When and where, I was not aware."

In Caforno Town, you were unconscious and naturally unaware.

Veronica, with a triumphant smile, refused to say more, although the area of comparison seemed wrong, this was one of the rare occasions she got the upper hand, finally seeing Wayne frustrated.

"Never mind then, I’m not at a loss, having seen your naked..."

Bang!

Wayne got punched in the nose, covering his face he said, "Hurry and get out, I’m not dressed, there’s no one else in this villa, so if something happens, screaming your lungs out won’t help."

"The one who should be calling for help is you!"

Veronica bit her teeth in frustration, yet she still got up from the bathtub, crossed her arms, and just waited for the social trash to finish bathing.

Wayne wasn’t the least bit flustered, tearing off the towel and tossing it out of the bathtub.

Veronica’s face turned red; she looked down with a cold huff, "Ugly as hell, where are the scissors?"

"I thought you were tough, turns out it’s just tough talk, if you’re embarrassed just get out, don’t delay my bath," Wayne scoffed disdainfully, he was quite at ease when Veronica was the one bare.

The difference was clear!

Veronica fumed, glaring down with wide eyes.

She was full of spirit, it would be better if she wasn’t blushing though.

Wayne indeed respected her competitive spirit; he leisurely soaked himself in the bathtub.

"Asshole, are you planning to soak until tomorrow morning?"

Unable to hold back anymore, Veronica interrupted Wayne’s discordant tune, yanked him out of the bathtub, and grabbing a robe, dragged him forcibly to the bedroom.

"Don’t rush, I know you’re in a hurry, but it’s really not appropriate..."

Wayne shouted at the top of his lungs, which irritated Veronica who repeatedly threw punches, pushing him down onto the bed and finally covering his mouth.

"Shut up, if you keep spouting nonsense I’ll..."

Veronica put her palms together to form a knife and made a chopping motion.

"Alright, what exactly are you in such a hurry to find me for?"

Wayne scooted back to lean against the headboard and noticing that Veronica wasn’t following, he grabbed her legs and pulled them up.

"..."x2

Thump!

Veronica closed her eyes, clenched her fists, and took several deep breaths to calm her chaotic emotions before she said indifferently, "So you went to the heir selection today, and you got through?"

"I didn’t at first, but the Queen made an exception, so from now on, I’m the heir of the Lando Family, and you’re second in line," Wayne truthfully said.

"Why?"

Veronica couldn’t help but laugh angrily, "You’re not even from the Lando Family, and even if you had the right to inherit, it would be through that kind of method, and there’s no way you’d be ranked above me."

"Logically, it wouldn’t be permitted, but everyone, including the Queen, believes I’m Austin’s illegitimate child, and since an illegitimate child has no inheritance rights, they converted me to a legitimate status through marriage. The Queen, feeling sympathy for his hardship, put me at the very front," Wayne lied smoothly, buttering it up.

Veronica rolled her eyes, "The Queen is really something, seeing people so clearly."

After speaking, she fell silent.

Her eyes reddened, on the verge of shedding tears.

"Veronica, that expression doesn’t suit you. If teacher and Austin knew I made you cry, they’d definitely scold me."

"They like you so much, how could they possibly scold you!" Veronica exclaimed in a rage and punched Wayne in the face.

Boom, the bed collapsed.

Wayne, holding his face, coughed and said weakly, "Don’t be sad, it’s just about being an heir. As for the engagement, Austin hasn’t even mentioned it, and teacher acts like she knows nothing. Their intention is very simple: it’s only valid if you agree."

"So I never agree, and you’ll just hang in there forever?"

Veronica scoffed in disbelief, her arms crossed. She had read his diary; she knew this social trash couldn’t possibly be that honest.

Deceiving her wouldn’t be that easy!

"If I have to wait, I’ll wait. Being thought of as an illegitimate child, having an engagement or not doesn’t matter to me. The reason I agreed to Austin from the start wasn’t for any engagement."

Wayne looked at Veronica calmly, "Austin told me there were some things you couldn’t do, and he asked if I was interested, and I said I could."

Veronica froze, the emotionless statement hitting her hard.

She swallowed quietly, her heartbeat accelerating again, and then...

Wayne: (⁄⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄⁄)

Veronica, finding an excuse, punched Wayne in the face again and fled the room wildly; a few thuds suggested she hit the wall as well.

Wayne, propping up his chin, watched her leave and thought to himself that it was interesting.

He picked up a bathrobe lying nearby, walked into the bathroom, and lay back down.

On his chest, a vertical line split open, and a tentacle coiled around an Ancient Silver Coin, intimately interacting with an elemental compatriot.

He had thought Schrödinger would come to snatch the Ancient Silver Coin, but there had been no movement at all, not even a phone call, showing no intention of using the opportunity to curry favor.

"This guy..."

"Is he too busy settling accounts, or has he actually been beaten to death?"

Wayne, puzzled, finished bathing and changed into clean clothes. Before returning to Wayne Manor, he carried his diary and climbed through the window into the young lady’s bedroom.

He was ready to take a beating!

This was a necessary strategy to settle scores, and it couldn’t be skipped.

Skipping what just happened would render it meaningless.

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