"Mr. Victor, don't you need our people to send you back? You know, it's a long way from here to downtown. "
In front of the manor, Edgar looked at Victor and asked.
"No, I'll be suffocated if I stay with you for one more minute!" Victor gritted his teeth.
He had been very discontented since he walked out of that room. He didn't even want to be nice to everyone in this manor.
Because he had to accept the condition of the manor owner.
Edgar seemed to be used to this kind of scene, so he didn't show any dissatisfaction on his face. He smiled and said, "Mr. Victor, please rest assured. We'll take good care of Mr. Yelgo when you're not here."
Victor didn't say anything. He just turned around silently and walked to the road leading to downtown … It seemed to be the only way to go.
…
"Sir, Sheriff Victor has gone back."
When Edgar returned to the manor, Urey was sitting alone on the sofa in the study with his eyes closed. At this time, he slightly nodded and suddenly asked, "By the way, where are my two guests?"
"Two guests?" Edgar was stunned for a moment and asked curiously, "Sir, who are the two guests you're talking about?"
Urey slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Edgar's expression. There was only doubt on the old man's face.
Did he forget again? It was just like when he woke up in this manor for the first time.
Those two people, the man and the woman seemed to not exist — but in the whole manor, only Urey himself knew that this time, he seemed to be controlled by the man and the woman.
"Nothing … I may have remembered something wrong." Urey shook his head and took a deep breath, "Go and ask Miss Anna to come here."
"Yes, sir."
…
Anna was taken to the door of the room.
Edgar just made a gesture of "please" at this time — He didn't open the door for Anna, but just stood there.
Anna frowned, seeming to want to let her go in by herself. She hesitated for a moment, then calmly pushed the door and entered. Urey was sitting on the sofa, seemingly for some time.
Did he fall asleep?
Anna closed the door — Since Urey invited her to accompany him to paint last time, they didn't have any contact during this time. Although she knew that Yuri lived in this place.
Anna narrowed her eyes and subconsciously made her footsteps as light as a house cat as she slowly approached.
All of a sudden, Yuri raised his head and opened his eyes as if he had just woken up from a dream. "Are they here? Sorry, I'm a little tired, so I took a nap. "
"Nothing." Anna stopped in her tracks. She turned her eyes and smiled, "I saw the guests' cars leaving the manor … It seems that your auction has been a success. Congratulations! Not only did you sell this painting, but you also disrupted Efim's previous auction, so that he didn't get anything. Next, as long as you spread the news that this painting has been sold, the real painting in Efim's hand will be even more shady and difficult to sell. I think he must have been so angry that he directly smashed the cup. "
"Anna." Yuri suddenly shouted this name.
"What's the matter?" Anna walked along the waveguide on the floor of the room. She came to the sofa and sat opposite to Yuri.
"Do you know the transaction price of this auction?" Yuri asked indifferently.
"I think you will tell me?" Anna looked at Yuri with her charming eyes.
Urey looked at it appreciatively and said softly, "260 million euros."
Anna almost felt that her breath had stopped for a moment. Although she had tried to assume the success of the auction and overestimated the guests' enthusiasm as much as possible, she never thought that it would be such a sky-high price!
More importantly, she remembered what Yuri had said to her — All the proceeds from the auction of this painting would belong to her!
"Yuri, you're really a genius!" But as smart as she was, she didn't intend to continue the topic of 260 million Euros.
She needed to test what kind of attitude Yuri had. She hadn't been able to figure out what kind of attitude Yuri had!
"You really did it! You completely imitated Ivan's painting! You're simply a living Ivan! Nikolaevich! "Anna said excitedly.
Yuri heaved a sigh of relief and suddenly asked, "Anna, do you still remember how we met?"
"Of course, how could I forget?" Anna said in a reminiscing voice … that moving voice, "At that time, I had just walked out of the art gallery. Maybe it was God's will, I didn't take the usual road, but chose another one — I met you on that road."
She looked at Yuri with blurred eyes, "At that time, you were eating bread. You sat on the ground, and there was a drawing board on the stool. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew one of your papers out … and it came to me. Maybe God wants to bring your painting to my side, and also to bring you to my side. "
"But when we were on the platform, you ruthlessly drove me away from you, forever and ever." Yuri narrowed his eyes.
Anna shook her head, and there seemed to be a trace of pain on her face. She didn't intend to refute, but just looked at Yuri with complex eyes.
Her eyes were like a whirlpool, as if there were thousands of words that couldn't be said in detail.
Finally, she just said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."
…
"Here's 10 million."
But in the next moment, Urey took out a check from his pocket and pushed it on the table in front of Anna. He said indifferently, "You attacked me at the station, and I lied to you this time. Let's call it even. 260 million, I can't give you that. "
Looking at the change of expression on Anna's face, Yuri shook his head, stood up and walked towards the door, saying while walking, "Where do you want to go, just tell my steward, and the driver will send you away. Oh, by the way … "
At the moment when the door was opened, Yuri turned back, "You shouldn't study oil painting appraisal. I think it's more suitable for you to study acting. "
Anna sat there, motionless. She slowly retracted her angry gaze, took a deep breath, and said, "Is that so? I'll think about it. "
"Then, goodbye."
Yuri closed the door.
…
…
There were painful cries, smashing sounds, and the sound of something hanging on the wall and floor.
Outside the room, Vicar was holding a glass of vodka with both hands, his body kept trembling, and the drink in the glass kept shaking — Although it was not the first time for him to experience this, but every time, he would feel fear from the bottom of his heart.
"Vi, Vera … Or, or you take some more medicine?" Vicar quickly walked to the door of the room, saying loudly through the door.
"Go away!!"
The roaring sound burst in Vicar's ears, and he stepped back instinctively. But he always felt too dangerous and scared, so he held the cushion in his arms with one hand, and picked up the fruit knife on the table with the other, pointing at the room nervously.
He swallowed his saliva.
"Vi … Vera! For the sake of so many years, if you can't stand it and want to rush out, remember to tell me before you rush out! "
Roar —!!!
The inhuman roar suddenly sounded, and Vicar was so scared that he sat down on the ground … But after this sound, there seemed to be no movement in the room.
Vicar swallowed his saliva, thinking that he'd better wait for a while.
In the room.
Vera had already collapsed on the ground.
The light was not turned on, and even the curtains were closed, making the room completely dark — But at this time, the table lamp in the room suddenly lit up.
The orange light shone out, showing the figure lying on the ground completely.
She was Vera.
She fell to the ground, her body curled up, and there was not a single piece of clothing on her. She seemed to have fainted.
Round beads of sweat were hanging on the thick hair on her body, like a cat that accidentally fell into the water and got wet.
And the silver, wet hair was gradually disappearing from Vera's arms, thighs, abdomen, and even her face … or it was shrinking back.
As for the club boss who turned on the table lamp for this room, now he and Miss Maid carefully observed the slowly shrinking furry tail that came out from Vera's back.
You Ye said that this was a wolf's tail.
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