Operation Red Book

Chapter 416 I Don’t Allow You to Get Married

"Then the boat party was disbanded, and many people squeezed out of the door. I don't know what I was thinking at the time. I grabbed him and ran away."

"Until I turned a corner and bumped into Sherlock Holmes..."

Ivy took a bite of the honey cake and looked at the chandelier on the ceiling boredly.

"And then!"

Christine threw herself on the sofa next to Ivy, her eyes shining brightly.

"Then……"

Ivy tilted her head and ate the small cake that Christine fed her. She chewed it twice and swallowed it.

"I was knocked to the ground! Holmes was only frightened a little, but he got really angry."

"Why am I running around in the dark? Why am I hanging out in the middle of the night? Who am I trying to scare to death with my hair down and a white skirt on?"

Ivy rolled her eyes, pouted and shook her head.

"Hahahahaha! I would be shocked too!"

Christine laughed loudly, kicking her legs hard and shaking her head wildly without caring about her messy hair.

"I'm not that scary! This is my appearance. People who don't see me often call me a female ghost, and people who see me often call me a fairy lady!"

"Then I still like to call you Miss Ivy. When I call you that, the corners of my mouth will turn up. If I call you that a few times, my mood will get better for the whole day!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

The two girls were laughing and playing, and soon caused dissatisfaction on the second floor.

"Keep your voice down!"

"Oh, Sherlock! Just keep your voice down!"

Before the girls could say anything, Mrs. Hudson reprimanded him.

"Why don't you listen to the noise you make and yell at my girls so shamelessly!"

"I'm on a case! Mrs. Hudson, you're so biased!"

Holmes retorted unconvincedly, but was blocked by Mrs. Hudson in a more serious tone.

"I just love to hear young girls laughing. This is my house, so get out if you want to do your job!"

"I'm not going out!"

"Then shut up!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

There was completely no sound on the second floor, and Ivy and Christine's laughter became even more unbridled.

"Ignore him, my dears..."

Mrs. Hudson placed freshly baked chocolate cinnamon cookies in front of the girls.

While making faces, she kindly pinched the two girls' plump cheeks, which caused another burst of giggles.

"My favorite cookies are the ones baked by Mrs. Hudson. Both the original and chocolate flavors are delicious."

Ivy munched on some cookies while giving Christine a handful.

Christine hesitated for a while, but finally politely took a cookie, put it in her mouth and started to nibble on it.

"Kiki, don't you like the taste of cinnamon?"

Mrs. Hudson asked gently.

Christine seemed a little embarrassed. She rolled her eyes back and forth, and after a long while she answered truthfully:

"No, your cookies are delicious, it's just..."

She smiled awkwardly, looking extremely ladylike.

"But our whole family is going to the small town of Ley soon. My mother has ordered me to eat only a small piece of butter and a small piece of beef a day, and I am not allowed to eat cookies or biscuits..."

After saying that, she lowered her head in grievance.

The cookie that she had taken a small bite of was still held in her palm, not knowing whether to eat it or not.

"What nonsense! How can a mother be so cruel to her own child?"

Mrs. Hudson shouted.

"Kiki, why are you so fat? You are almost skinny. Every time I see you, I worry that you will be blown down by the wind from the carriage!"

"It's okay, just eat more. Girls need to be healthy and rosy."

As she spoke, Mrs. Hudson grabbed two more large cookies, stuffed them into Christine's hands, and continued chattering.

"Oh, I don't know why people pursue the beauty of fragility in this world."

"It would be fine if I just wanted to be fairer and spend less time in the sun, but why is there an epidemic of tuberculosis?"

"What nonsense! How can you beat your abusive husband if you make yourself so weak?"

"When will shooting sports become popular? When a man who is being abused by his wife can do what I did and shoot him in the balls. Then you don't have to worry about him daring to mess with you again."

"Oh my, each generation is really inferior to the previous one..."

Christine forced a few smiles as she listened to Mrs. Hudson's "heroic feat."

Ivy saw all of this embarrassing expression, so she simply snatched all the cookies and stuffed them into her mouth one bite at a time.

"Ms. Ivy..."

Christine swallowed, grabbed her skirt and started crying.

Ivy looked at her proudly, and seeing her aggrieved look, Ivy grabbed a biscuit and waved it in front of her eyes.

"Eat if you want to. I checked it for you. There's no calories written on it."

"If it's not written in the rules of 221-B Baker Street, then it doesn't exist!"

"You can't deceive yourself like this..."

Christine said to herself with her hands covering her chest, but her hungry little eyes were fixed on the cookie swinging back and forth.

“God is watching us from heaven…”

"Hey, let me cover his eyes for you, just eat quickly!"

Ivy approached with a smile, covered Christine's eyes with one hand, and stuffed all the cookies into her mouth with the other hand.

She struggled for a moment at first, then began to chew quickly.

Like a cute yellow curly-haired puppy, it has to lie in order to eat properly.

Ivy thought so in her heart, and the more she looked at the girl in front of her, the cuter she seemed.

Afraid that she would choke, Ivy brought her three cups of hot milk tea. The tea base was Zhengshan Xiaozhong specially sent by Earl Waite, and it was indeed very fragrant when brewed with milk tea.

"The town of Lei is very nice. My niece used to work in a manor there. The owner of the manor is very kind. The count had a daughter in his old age, and the family lived a very happy life."

Mrs. Hudson drank her tea and gossiped.

"You mean the family of Lord Bruce?"

Christine replied politely.

"We are going to the Seville Manor of Earl Bruce."

"Oh? What are you going there for? Drinking tea? Playing polo? Boring!"

"It's about my engagement with Marquis Sebastian."

"Oh! So you're a matchmaker..."

"what?"

Ivy sat up suddenly, she was a little confused:

"But aren't you engaged to Count Vincent Waite?"

"My cousin Vincent and I have already broken off our engagement."

Christine blinked twice, looking very innocent.

"I told him I didn't want to get married, and then he asked his mother to break off the engagement."

"My cousin didn't mention me at all. He just said that he would sacrifice his life for his country and that he had no intention of starting a family at the moment."

"But my mother was very angry and didn't allow cousin Vincent to come to our house again."

Christine explained calmly, but Ivy caught a key point.

"Cousin Vincent?" Ivy's face wrinkled.

"Yes." Christine smiled, "Cousin Vincent is the second son of my mother's brother."

"Dear?"

"Of course!"

"Then um, um...what about Marquis Sebastian?"

"He is the eldest son of my father's sister."

"Also a relative?"

"Of course."

"I won't allow you to get married."

"why?"

"Why? Haven't you learned Darwin's theory of evolution?"

"Mother said this is the bad seed that Satan has sown in the world."

"She almost starved you to death. She is Satan! Damn it!"

"Ivy! Language!"