Operation Red Book

A strong green color came and occupied Ivy's entire head. She suddenly became conscious and her heart exploded in an instant.

She pushed Count Waite away and took several steps back, her body hitting the marble with a dull thud.

Those were not the green eyes she wanted. Those eyes were as cold as frost, like a deep pool covered with a thick layer of ice.

“No, no…”

Ivy murmured, her voice was a little soft, but the next second, she almost shouted at the top of her lungs:

"We can't be so close, you have a fiancée!"

The figure opposite him was obviously stunned. He was silent for two seconds, and his voice was a little irritable:

"You know Miss Goodwin?" Lord Waite said with a tut. "Mrs. Emerson is just making a fuss."

"That won't work! Since you are engaged, you should keep your distance from other women!"

"This marriage contract is not valid. It is just a cooperation method between the two families. I am trying to find a way to dissolve this relationship."

"No matter what, it won't work! We can't do it the way we are doing now!"

"You wanted to see me."

Count Waite replied calmly, his tone calm, as if he was not in a confrontation but talking about today's lunch.

"what?"

Ivy choked up for a moment. She frowned slightly, and a bad feeling was brewing all over her body.

Before he finished his words, a bright emerald bracelet jumped out from behind Count Waite, emitting a bright and soft misty light in the inky darkness.

The jade bracelet is dark green all over, neither blue nor yellow, the color is pure, with some milky white blocks, but it blends well with the dark green. From a distance it looks like a wisp of mist among the green mountains and clear waters.

"My bracelet...when will you?"

Without time to think, Ivy hurriedly pulled up the sleeve of her right hand. As expected, there was nothing on her wrist, and the coolness of the emerald had long since disappeared.

That was what Ivy asked Mr. Zhu for. She had spent countless days and nights asking for it, compared countless colors, and borrowed the money for countless years with interest.

But all that had long been forgotten. She only remembered the joy of finding the most appropriate color, the delight of putting on the bracelet, and the hesitation of whether she should give it away.

"It's exactly the same color as my eyes. As you said, the emerald is really beautiful... I guess it took a lot of effort."

Count Waite played with the bracelet carefully with a very serious expression. The delicate and smooth jade turned over and over in his hands, like a green kitten that had just been born.

"That's not for you." Ivy's cheeks felt hot. "I bought it. It's my property."

"Oh?"

Count Waite smiled, but his slender fingers did not stop moving.

"Cousin Dorian doesn't have this kind of green on him. I personally think his color is too dark to be suitable for emerald."

"It has nothing to do with Dorian...Anyway, I bought it and spent a lot of money on it!"

Ivy was a little anxious. She didn't care about etiquette and walked quickly to grab the bracelet.

"I remember every word of the agreement we made in the woods last time." Count White nimbly avoided Ivy's hand.

"You wanted to see me and give me this, didn't you?"

"no!"

"Yes!"

Count White pressed down Ivy's restless hands, and the distance between them got closer again.

Count White's eyes were level with Ivy's, and unlike a few minutes ago, they were filled with sparks and heat.

Having her soul stared into by those emerald green eyes, Ivy immediately lost her temper. She stopped struggling and slowly loosened her hands that were tightly gripping her cuffs.

"I don't want it anymore, I'll give it to you."

Ivy hung her face and uttered words that she didn't want to say, with a look of despair.

This bracelet is made of glutinous ice-type jade. Although it is not priceless, it is also a high-end item with a high price.

Mr. Zhu did offer a friendly price, but the long list of numbers still made Ivy feel like crying and unable to bear to look at it.

But she signed it anyway, just to get a bracelet that was the same color as Count Waite's eyes.

"does it worth?"

Ivy stared at the bracelet in a trance, and the light in her eyes gradually faded.

Count White seemed to see her embarrassment. He gently let go of Ivy's hand and put the bracelet into his vest pocket.

He looked into the distance, picked up the wine on the ground, and slowly bowed to Ivy.

"Thank you for giving me such a valuable gift. Don't worry, you won't suffer any loss. In a sense, it has already worked."

As if he had asked a riddle without revealing the answer, Count Waite smiled and walked out of the narrow path with brisk steps after he finished speaking, leaving Ivy alone standing in front of the terrace in a daze.

"My Lord, Lady Emerson is looking for you, and Lord Goodwin is also here."

At the corner of the passage, Sean had been waiting for a long time. His small figure blended into the grass and there was nothing wrong with him at first glance.

"Does Miss Ivy need a box for the bracelet she gave me? There's still plenty of space in your collection room."

Sean took the emerald bracelet handed to him by Earl Waite with both hands and asked as if it were a routine matter.

"No, it's not something worth saving."

Count Waite adjusted the cuffs of his suit, looking calm.

"Tsk..."

He suddenly stopped, frowning, as if thinking about something.

"Let's keep her for now. She's a little different from the other ladies."

"I don't quite understand what you mean."

Count White sighed deeply, his eyes were sharp, as cold as an ice arrow in winter.

"She's too quick-witted. She's still wary of me. I can't deal with her using common methods. It's probably because she grew up in a different environment."

"Do you want to change your target? Lord Earl, I have investigated and her background is simple. It will be easy to kill her."

"It's not that I haven't thought about it." Count Waite's voice gradually became low, "But judging from her performance today, she is still a lady after all, and she can also be moved by emotions."

"Let's proceed with the next plan first. There's no rush to kill her later. Put the bracelet in the collection room."

"As you command, Lord Earl."

After taking another deep breath, Count Waite closed his eyes. When he opened them again, the indifference and murderous intent were gone, replaced by a layer of carefully crafted enthusiasm.

He paused, then continued walking forward without even glancing at the dark green bracelet.