Mythology Rebooted-Chapter 425 - 195: The Cream Cake Tastes So Good_2

Seeing Sir Wayne and his party coming out, the two of them greeted them with smiling faces.

"Sir Wayne, let me introduce myself, Adelaide Snow, and this is my daughter, Marianne Snow. On behalf of the Snow Family, we warmly welcome your arrival," said Adelaide with neither humility nor arrogance, not only welcoming Wayne but also pleasantly greeting the Secretary Officer, Sandy.

"So it is Mr. Adelaide, your source of information is indeed well-informed; you must know the purpose of the visit of this nobleman," Wayne said with a gleaming smile.

"Of course."

Adelaide nodded, "The Snow Family has been wrongly accused today, and the arrival of Sir Wayne will be perfect for clearing our family’s name. Rest assured, I have summoned all family members, we will wholeheartedly cooperate with your work throughout the process."

"That is wonderful news; having such a loyal subject as yourself must surely delight the Queen," Wayne shook hands with the man, and led his team to board the black car.

He refused to share a car with Marianne, women like her looked cunning as a fox, bending over during the handshake to reveal cleavage, a glaring sight that made him thirsty; she was clearly a socialite of the highest echelon.

Riding in the backseat with her would likely mean billions lost before even reaching the destination.

Nor did Wayne share a car with Mona, instead, he invited Sandy with a smile, and with drivers part of the team, the two of them chatted on the way.

"Lady Sandy, do you know Adelaide?"

"Sir Wayne, this is my first time in Northern Ireland; I have not had any prior interactions with the Snow Family," Sandy explained, hinting at Wayne not to fall for any discord sown by the other party.

"The Snow Family not only knows our itinerary like the back of their hand but also is very familiar with your and my appearance; over at the Magic Department... I hope you will speak highly of me in your report, so the Queen hears it loud and clear."

Wayne sighed, domestic treachery persisted amongst the Monarch’s servants; as the future successor of the nation, he could see it clearly and felt the pain in his heart.

Sandy nodded; the leak of the itinerary put her at risk too. Without needing Wayne to say more, she naturally planned to include it in her report.

She took the opportunity to clarify her stance and expressed her support for Sir Wayne. During the investigation, Wayne held the team’s highest command authority, and she would cooperate throughout without any complaints. freёwebnoѵel.com

"You sure know how to pass the buck; I already have the highest command authority..."

Wayne smirked, unimpressed by Sandy’s flattery, "The Snow Family’s sabotaging of the cruise delayed us one day. In one day, much can be done; it indicates they had already bought information from the Magic Department. By now, the evidence must have been cleaned up, and they’ve come to flaunt their power at our door. If I am not mistaken, they must have prepared a celebration; we are in for a treat today."

Sandy smiled wryly; the Snow Family was open in their stance, not fearing investigation, open to scrutiny; this trip was likely to be troublesome.

She, as the Secretary Officer, would not be involved, and she hoped Wayne would not disappoint the Queen.

"Evidence is not erased so easily; one lie needs a hundred lies to maintain. The cleaner they wipe, the more traces they leave, especially with witnesses; they can’t simply be hidden away." Wayne analyzed and had a plan in mind.

"Sir Wayne, are you planning to take a hard approach?"

Sandy inquired tentatively, suggesting that if that was the case, he should remember that this was the Snow Family’s territory and advised Wayne to restrain himself.

"A hard approach is not necessary; I plan to eat, drink, and be merry for a while, especially since we’re not footing the bill."

Wayne raised an eyebrow: "No rush, let’s play them at their own game."

Hearing about eating and drinking, Sandy felt it necessary to remind him, "Adelaide did not bring along his eldest and second sons but instead brought his third female. His purpose, Sir Wayne, you should be able to guess, and I hope you won’t fall for it, think of the Queen."

Wayne: (⸺`⸺)

Lady, that sounds rather odd.

Wayne felt wronged to have been labeled a lecher without reason. Afraid of forgetting, he immediately retorted to Sandy, "Compared to the overtly flirtatious nature of women like Marianne, I much prefer the mature and reserved intellectual elegance of single women, like the one presently seated beside me."

Sandy’s eyes twitched, she first thanked Wayne for the compliment, then skipped over the subject and returned to work.

...

The Snow Family’s estate was located in the urban area of Fasker City, covering a vast area that was much more than triple the size of Lando Manor.

In addition to a newly built main house, there were also a castle with complete facilities and several villas surrounding the main house, located on high ground, in a hexagram layout — a standard Magic Defense mechanism.

According to intelligence, the Snow Family adapted to the times and, before the constitutional monarchy reform, completed their transformation from landlords to nouveau riche; opening banks, establishing factories, actively promoting harbor construction, owning shipping trade companies, and laying a vast network of family businesses.

With legitimate sources of income and substantial wealth, it was only natural for the family’s residence to be large.

As Wayne predicted, on the day of the investigation team’s arrival, the Snow Family hosted an open-air party on the lawn, inviting the entire family, and earnestly welcoming the investigation team to enjoy the local cuisine and cultural attributes.

The cultural attributes meant red hair; the maids of the Snow Family were mostly redheads, waves of uniform curls, with Marianne standing out the most. Upon sipping a glass of red wine, her gaze at Wayne was practically dripping with allure.

Marianne’s figure and beauty were indeed remarkable, a stunning beauty; however, the same femme fatale strategy failed to astonish Wayne like Philomena once did with her first impression.

Looking deeper into the reasons, as consumption levels rose, having tried far too many exquisite things, he began to seek psychological and spiritual satisfaction.

So what if she was pretty? A noble lady from a small place, not even fit to carry shoes for the High Priest of the Moonlight Church, thinking of using her beauty to ensnare a gentleman like Lord Wayne, without the status and identity of a High Priest. It would be wise for her to stand aside and not to humiliate herself.