Margaret sat sideways on a round chair, looking at the family eating with tears of excitement in her eyes.
The virtuous mother was complaining about her father, and she disliked him for having such a big belly, and she should lose weight. Her brother hugged his new girlfriend and whispered love words.
The scars on Margaret's face also disappeared, and her body also retracted from her twelve or thirteen years old. The girl's innocence returned to her face again.
Time seemed to have been back six or seven years, and returned to the happiest and most carefree era.
Tears slid down Margaret's fair cheeks. "That's great, everything before was a dream, it's all fake, you're all alive."
Just when she was about to say something, a big hand reached out from the side and gently wrapped it around her slender waist.
Margaret turned her head and looked at her side. It was Charles. He was looking at him affectionately, and their faces slowly approached.
"Hiss~~" Margaret Mont, who was slumped on the stool, took a big breath all over, and his white pupils quickly turned back to normal.
Recalling his previous fantasy, Margaret showed extreme disgust on her face.
She threw only half of the fruit with black spots in her hand against the wall, raised her hand and slapped her in the face.
The slap was so loud that the maids outside the door heard it. The maid leader Gina carefully poked her head in and looked at her master. "Miss Margaret, isn't it useful to comfort me?"
Margaret ignored the maid's inquiry and turned her head to look at herself in the mirror. The thin woman with disheveled hair was sitting on the stool in a black suspender skirt.
The once innocent eyes were completely replaced by fatigue and decadence. With the hideous scar on his face, the 19-year-old girl was completely unable to see the appearance of a 19-year-old girl.
After watching for five seconds, Margaret picked up the comb and began to quickly organize the instrument.
"What's going on in the Governor's Mansion in the afternoon?" Margaret's eyes became sharp, and Hefangdao's powerful Governor's Mansion was returning quickly.
Gina, the maid outside the door, rushed over and helped the owner put on makeup.
"Meet with the Governor of Mochen Island and discuss the return of Spider Island. He has arrived first and is waiting for you in the waiting room."
"Bang~" The door was pushed open, and Margaret, wearing a black long skirt, walked towards the living room with a proud expression on her face like armor. At this moment, she was the Governor of Hefangdao.
Fast passing through the bright corridor, Margaret soon saw the Governor of Mochen Island, the fat man who was nearly two meters tall and carried the Mediterranean Sea.
Seeing Margaret in a black dress, the goldfish eyes lit up on his bulge of his eyes and kept aiming at her graceful curves, without any concealment of the evil desire inside.
"Margaret's niece, I didn't expect you to be alive. I rushed over immediately after I got the news. I thought I had heard it wrong." The greasy big hand held Margaret's slender palm and kept playing with it.
Seeing this scene, Gina, the maid next to her, showed extreme disgust in her eyes.
But Margaret didn't care at all. She pulled out her fingers lightly and said, "Gina, let everyone else go out. I have something to do and I have to talk to Uncle Timi."
The maid Gina showed a strong uneasiness on her face, and she was very worried that Miss Margaret would be with such a person.
But she finally did as she did, and soon there were only two people left in the gorgeous living room.
"Margaret's little niece, are you going to get close to your uncle? Hehehe, I hugged you when I was a child." The fat man in the Mediterranean face was pressed up with greed.
Margaret's eyes were not expressed. "My father once told me that the Governor of Mochen Island was extremely well-deserved, but anyone who really believed in his appearance would end up suffering a great loss. These are his outermost disguise, and no one knows how many layers of his disguise are."
The fat hand that was about to put on Margaret's body stopped, but the fat Mediterranean eyes instantly changed into no desire, only absolute calmness.
He walked to the stool beside him and sat down, picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip. "Daniel looks very respectful to you, and even tells you this kind of thing."
"Uncle Timi faced me with this expression as soon as he came up. It seems that what I had talked about in the telegram before doesn't count?"
The fat man touched his three-layer thick chin with his hand, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Since I'm not too lazy to pretend, don't think that asking Sodom's pirates to support you, it will prove that I'm too great."
"There are only one main island left on the three islands before Hefang Island, and the sovereignty of this island has to be divided with others. You are not Daniel, and you are not qualified to negotiate with me now."
Margaret covered her mouth and chuckled. "Uncle Timi is really heartless. Your son planned to marry me before. If he really married me, he would be a family."
"Hmph, forget it. My stupid son can't play with the people of the Cavendish family. I'm afraid you will sell him when you get married. In short, just one sentence, I have taken over that island. It's absolutely impossible to just take it back like this. If you have the ability, you can fight Sodom."
After saying that, Timi stood up without saying a word and walked out the door. Soon, only Margaret was left in the empty room.
"Oh my ~ It seems that your island is not coming back, what should I do? Otherwise, I will kill him for you?" 134 Xiao Yingying, wearing a pink doll dress, floated out from behind the door beside her.
"If he dies on my island, who will work with me in the future? And since he is a smart man, do you think he is not wary of me?"
"What should I do?" 134, floating in the air, tilted his head and pretended to think.
"There are always ways. This guy is very treacherous, but he said it was right before. His son is stupid and easy to use. I want to take back Cavendy's loss and his interests." Margaret's slender fingers clenched tightly.
"That's good, then our cooperation can continue. Don't work too hard. If you are exhausted, this island will belong to me." 134 turned around and left with the doll in his hand.
"Terror?" Margaret looked at the direction she left and murmured to herself: "It's not enough. The Cavendish family once had, not a single inch less!"
"Click~" The wine glass that Timi had just touched was shaking and poured on the table, and the wine sprinkled half of the table.
The red wine boiled and the black gas gradually turned into a large pool of black water. A pair of horizontal holes filled with evil spirits appeared in it like an octopus' yellow eyes.
It seemed as if a ball of thick phlegm was in her mouth. "Yes, it's not enough. If you want to avenge your family, your current strength is far from enough."
"Who!" Margaret picked up her long skirt and a dagger with special stripes appeared in her hands. Several transparent figures in the air appeared and surrounded the black water.
"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that you really think that Swan is dead, which means you have revenge on your family?" A black octopus tentacle with mucus stretched out from the pool of water and retracted.
"What the hell are you talking about? Who are you?" Margaret held the dagger in her hand tightest.
The sound in the water continued. "Why was Swan so urgent to occupy the island before? Is this really reasonable? Who is the most profitable person in this situation? Can he really make such a big machine as "Lonka"? Who is the ultimate mastermind behind your family? Think about it carefully in your mind."
"Of course, you can not believe us, and you can also leave what I said completely behind and let the murderer who killed your family go to justice."
The sound in the water began to slowly decrease. "I will come to you again, and I hope you will find the answer at that time."
Chapter completed!