Chapter 140 The Feeling of Riding Me

A wolf howled was heard in the forest, and Fanny, who had sensitive hearing, sneered, "He is really excited."

"Perhaps Sera is very suitable for Eric. She saw him turn into a wolf and didn't even scream in the house." Jem crossed his hands on his chest and said with some anticipation: "He has already transformed in advance, and he doesn't know when I will This moment will come.”

Back near the manor, Sierra climbed off Eric's back and watched him take his clothes to an oak tree and change them out.

"How was it?" he asked with a smile.

"How about what?"

"The feeling of riding me."

Sierra was silent for a few seconds, "It's quite easy to ride."

The conversation was a bit strange, but Eric felt very happy when he was praised by her. He walked to her and boldly held her in his arms in the dark.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time, hug you openly."

Soon, he let go and said, "Good night."

Sierra took two steps out, then looked back at him, "Will you still come to play with me?"

"Of course. Do you want to take a hot spring bath? Can I take you there when I'm free?"

Sierra smiled and nodded, "Okay, good night Eric."

Seeing that she was about to step into the gravel path of the manor, Eric quickly ran to her again, leaned over and kissed her on the lips, "Say good night again."

Sierra touched her lips, looked at the young man's back and ran away after kissing him, and chuckled softly.

The manor was brightly lit, and at 7:30 pm, she had already missed dinner time.

Lizzie became angry again at her late return, "You pick a time and I'll take you back to Leicestershire."

Sera responded without a smile, "I will go back after your and Mrs. Josie's wedding is over. Just remember to buy a boat ticket for me."

Lizzie snorted angrily, "Without rules, even school can't teach you well."

Sierra continued to show her face, "Don't you know what's going on outside? I killed Teacher Bernice as soon as I went there. I'm a nemesis."

Josie stood up and comforted her like a fake good person again, "Okay, okay, Sierra, just sit down and eat something without dinner. Don't come back so late tomorrow."

"Thank you for your fake kindness, Mrs. Josie." Sierra exited the restaurant and smiled at her and Anaxi again, "Go out and walk around more when you have time, and listen to the rumors outside."

The next morning, Serra took the money bag and rode to Rose Hill's house.

There are already serious rumors about their family on the street, mainly due to opposing topics, which can easily lead to arguments among all parties.

One is the rumor that Sierra is arrogant and domineering at home and bullies her sister. The other is the rumor that she is loyal to charity and does not hesitate to borrow money to save black slaves to open factories.

Most of these good reputations came from the mouths of wealthy businesswomen, orphanages, single-family elderly people, and even regular customers of the laundry factory who helped her clarify everything.

The wind was blowing in her direction.

Compared with the rumors that smeared her for hurting her family, her persona of a kind angel has been firmly established in circles of all walks of life. No matter which class the rumors spread, there are people who know the truth who stand up to defend Sera.

Now Wally has another kind of voice, a thoughtful mistress who is eager to get married and make things right, who is harsh on his stepdaughter, and who often resorts to deliberate frame-up methods. Mr. Lizzie dotes on his mistress too much, and he is already old and confused.

Such hot aristocratic tidbits, just as Sera thought, became everyone's talk after dinner.

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