Chapter 389 (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Half an hour later, suitors gathered in the hall of the manor house of Maple Leaf Village.

Crick Keane, sitting in a wheelchair, was still at ease. But the Baroness pushing the wheelchair had lost her calm and her nerves showed.

His subordinates and guards were even more anxious, embarrassed, and restless. They looked as if they were facing their enemies. But they did not dare to act rashly.

Seeing that, many suitors felt contented and less worried.

Even the strong ones who managed to come back alive from the battlefield of the “Day of Sun’s Death” would die eventually. Crick in the present was like a dying beast. Even a milk-fed puppy could bark at him without fear.

Of course, these suitors were not little puppies. They were all insidious, cunning and vicious. It would be hard to find even one easy-going person among them.

So where were the easy-going and kind ones?

“Sir, why are you calling us together? Miss Anna is having a cocktail party over there,” Stephen complained with a bitter face, puzzled at the teacher’s decision.

Romon smiled and did not reply. He just took his glass and greeted the suitors he had invited. From time to time, he cheered with others, drank a little, laughed, and said a few words.

The suitors he invited had all been well selected, and their personalities were relatively good. Among them were knights from declining families; adventurers who were tired of fighting; young people who were confident in their talents; and downtrodden nobles who just wanted to find a place to escape the pressures from their families.

They all had one thing in common. At least in Crick’s eyes, they were all good men. That was enough. So when Crick was ready to take some great action, he asked Romon to invite them all under the fame of the Carter family.

Of course, another reason for inviting them was to negotiate issues on cooperation and common development.

Anna Keane was not a famous beauty. None among the suitors really came to Keane Hill to admire her. They were relatively weak in background and did not expect too much. It was more practical to talk to the Carter family about cooperation than to compete with dangerous guys such as Connor Griffin and Drucker Ricci.

Unfortunately, not all of the invitees arrived. Some were so obsessed that they insisted on attending Miss Anna’s cocktail party. To such people, Crick could only say that if a man insisted on doing something deadly, then he would die. Crick was a good man, but he was no saint.

After a while, Romon greeted all the invitees and came to the center of the temporary venue arranged in the rented lobby of the pub. “Welcome!” he said. “First of all, please allow me to introduce to you the host of tonight’s meeting: Miss Anna Keane.”

For a moment, the hall was completely silent. They all kept their eyes on the slowly approaching Anna, accompanied by Rena who disguised herself as a maid. Anna walked in through the back door of the hall and came to the center at a steady pace until she stood next to Romon and Stephen.

Nobody had expected that Anna, who should have been present at the cocktail party, would be here!

And, it was Romon who introduced her.

Not only that, but their positions were crucial. On the left was Romon, beside him was Stephen, then Anna, and finally Rena. With Anna standing next to Stephen, they looked like a young couple!

What did that mean? Had the Keane family decided to cooperate with the Carter family via marriage?

It seemed reasonable. Stephen Carter was about the same age as Anna Keane. The young man was also handsome and had a certain amount of fortune. At least in this venue, he was the best choice.

So who else on earth would get a chance?

A rashly tempered knight could not help but ask, “Excuse me, but has Miss Anna been engaged to Mr. Stephen Carter?”

He asked so straightforwardly, it made the thoughtful and cautious suitors around him unhappy. What the hell was that? There were only two answers to that: yes or no. It was forcing Miss Anna to make a decision!

Maybe Miss Anna was still hesitating and hadn’t made up her mind yet, and being asked in this way would make her answer “yes.” If she said “no,” it wasn’t a good sign either. The other suitors would be deceiving themselves in thinking there was hope if Stephen failed here!