Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

It was Valentine’s Day evening, close to twilight, the city was colourful and festive, Blanche Capra and Francesca Jones were walking side by side on the street, the cold air rushing over her, Blanche Capra couldn’t help but shiver.

“What’s wrong? Cold?” Francesca Jones immediately grabbed her hands, cupping them in her own and rubbing them together. Blanche Capra froze and pulled her hands out in an instant.

“Not cold.” Then she tucked her hands into her jacket pockets.

Francesca Jones didn’t care about her rejection, instead she smiled, “There’s a big difference in temperature between day and night, and you’re not well when you’re so underdressed, so listen to me,” and then pulled her own coat off over her, “drape yourself warmly.”

Blanche Capra saw that all he had left underneath was a woollen jumper and shook her head as she was about to give the coat back, “No really, you’ll freeze to death if you give it to me.”

Francesca Jones didn’t take it and scowled at her, “Do you have to be so polite with me?”

Blanche Capra’s expression also went cold, “Take it or I’ll throw it on the floor.”

Francesca Jones was helpless, he was hard and she was hard, but he couldn’t beat her, he just didn’t want to make her angry. So he took the coat and put it back on.

He didn’t know if she was concerned that he might get cold? Or she didn’t want to wear his clothes and wanted to keep her distance from him.

Francesca Jones felt a little bad inside.

The two of them walked for a while, and it was getting dark, and Blanche Capra was walking along not knowing what to think, and her face didn’t look too good. The street was noisy and people were passing them one by one.

Francesca Jones suddenly spoke up, “Blanche, let’s go watch the fireworks! It’s Valentine’s Day and there’s a fireworks display on Paul Square.”

Blanche Capra stopped in her tracks and cocked her head at him, “It’s too loud, I’m tired from work today and I want to go home early and rest.”

“So,” Francesca Jones was a little disappointed, “No film and no fireworks, are you an unearthly fairy?” He laughed and looked at her snidely.

Blanche Capra knew he was trying to amuse her, but she wasn’t amused at all. Francesca Jones stood awkwardly as Blanche Capra’s lips mumbled and finally only two words came out, “I’m sorry.”

Francesca Jones froze for a moment, his heart stabbing at something. The next moment he laughed again, “It’s okay, if you can’t go, forget it, big deal, I’ll ask you out some other time! I’ll take you home!”

Blanche Capra didn’t say anything, but in her mind she murmured, Thank you, Francesca Jones.

On the way back to Blanche Capra, neither of them said anything, and Francesca Jones himself was unusually swollen inside, wondering how he could feel like this. Like he couldn’t give it up, like he couldn’t get it, like … everything that was bad about relationships.

By the time Blanche Capra arrived at the hotel where she stayed, the moment she turned to leave, Francesca Jones stood there for a long time without moving, quietly looking at that direction that building, and did not know which room she went into, which lit up window was hers.

It was only at this moment that it dawned on Francesca Jones that he had taken an extraordinary interest in Blanche Capra, that he might have fallen in love with her, and that this love was not a simple good or evil, but one of the most complicated feelings in the world.

It was love.

He no longer liked someone in the playful, careless way he used to, and it turned out that he’d been unintentionally attacked by her while he was trying to attack her.

Francesca Jones couldn’t help but turn away with a bitter smile.

She hadn’t gone far when she came face to face with someone.

“Shireen Miller?” shouted Francesca Jones.

Shireen Miller has a meaningless expression on her face, “Francesca Jones, how’s that thing I asked you to do coming along?”

Francesca Jones laughs, “Missy Miller, you seem to be mistaken, don’t you? It wasn’t something you asked me to do, it was something you asked me to do for you. What’s the matter? You want to cross the river and break the bridge?”

Shireen Miller gritted her teeth and said, “Well then, how did you do on that thing I asked you to do?”

“Not bad.”

Shireen Miller wanted to laugh at the sight of him hanging on, “Not bad? Blanche Capra has taken a liking to you? You don’t want to get yourself hitched if you’re not paying attention!”

Shireen Miller’s heart clenched at the thought of what she had seen on the street.

She saw Francesca Jones offer to shake Blanche Capra’s hand and warm it up, and after Blanche Capra refused, Francesca Jones took her coat off to Blanche Capra, who still didn’t seem to want it, and Francesca Jones got a little mad at her Francesca Jones got a little angry.

Then Blanche Capra’s face got bad too, and she didn’t know what to say, as if she was throwing a tantrum, and Francesca Jones obediently took the jacket back and put it on.

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They looked like a real couple, even more striking than other mushy couples. Shireen Miller was standing far away and couldn’t hear them, but the way they were interacting like this, combined with the way Francesca Jones had looked just now as she stood in front of the guesthouse lost in her own thoughts, she couldn’t help but wonder if Francesca Jones had a crush on Blanche Capra?

No, no, she subconsciously ruled out that possibility. But, but she was still a little worried. What if Francesca Jones really did have real feelings for Blanche Capra, then instead of helping her destroy Blanche Capra, this person under her plan would help Blanche Capra destroy her!

The more Shireen Miller thought about it, the more frightened she felt.

Francesca Jones didn’t say anything in response to Shireen Miller’s sarcasm, but merely snorted in disdain and was about to walk away from her.

Shireen Miller immediately pulled him back, “Francesca Jones, tell me the truth, do you have real feelings for Blanche Capra?”

Francesca Jones froze, that swollen feeling in his heart coming back. He turned to Shireen Miller and spoke in a tone that seemed to find it laughable, “How can that be? Shireen Miller, haven’t you forgotten what kind of man I am? That someone like me would have real feelings for a woman?”

He shrugged off her hand and stood there as if nothing had happened, and the truth was that Francesca Jones was a little crestfallen. Wasn’t it a slap in the face to say such a thing? I wonder how many people would look at him funny if he had to put his feelings out in the open one day?

Never mind, in that case, so be it.

Shireen Miller surveyed his demeanour, she couldn’t see anything other than that careless attitude, she warned him, “Francesca Jones, it had better be, I’m warning you, you’d better not have anything else in mind for Blanche Capra, or I’ll tell Blanche Capra that you are with me, and that from your appearance, to your approach, it is all a conspiracy, all with ulterior motives! Let’s see if she’ll keep you around!”

Francesca Jones’ demeanour suddenly went cold as he stepped closer to Shireen Miller, narrowing his eyes and staring at her as if he was about to touch the tip of his nose, “I don’t like it when people threaten me, and warn me? Who the hell do you think you are? Have you forgotten, again, who I am, hmm? Aren’t you afraid that I’ll kill your entire family?” The last two words were spat out as softly as a breath.

Anger roiled under Shireen Miller’s eyes as she pushed him away, “Francesca Jones! I’m just reminding you! It’s enough that you get things done, that’s the deal between us!”

Francesca Jones laughed softly, “Miss Miller, you still have the nerve to say that it’s enough for me to get things done? Don’t think I don’t know what you the Miller family have done. Want to get Blanche Capra killed? Fine, that’s out of my hands. But how am I supposed to be the hunter when you killed my prey?”

Shireen Miller froze, surprised, “How do you … you know that?”

Francesca Jones snorted coldly, “I’m in the underworld, how could I not know about such unseemly things? Since you have aroused my interest, then this puzzle must be solved by me, before I solve it, you are not allowed to touch her!”