Catastrophe Card King

Chapter 702: Chapter 231 [X-077 Super Spacetime Postage Stamp]

Leonard Churchill stood in the grand hall of the Flood Gang, watching the performances by the actors of the Royal Dance Troupe onstage, occasionally joining the audience in their cheers.

He was a professional actor himself.

Thus, he naturally didn’t skimp on his praise for such splendid performances.

But for some reason, since entering the New Red Building, Leonard had the nagging feeling of being watched.

He carefully surveyed his surroundings but didn’t spot anything out of the ordinary.

The sense of being surveilled didn’t trigger any sense of danger for him, which left him with little concern.

Perhaps it was some secret method of the X Bureau?

Leonard instinctively thought.

Yet, he didn’t take it too seriously.

Instead, he was more curious about why the people from the Black Gold Trade Union would rebuild the Flood Gang?

Having such sentiment, it’s likely they had old acquaintances from the previous Flood Gang, right?

….

Harboring this doubt, after watching the performance for a while, Leonard began to wander around the Flood Gang.

The layout of the rebuilt Flood Gang was completely different from before, magnificent and labyrinthine; he also found it somewhat confusing.

Somehow, he ended up in a busy dressing room.

Leonard, watching the actors hurried to dress and take the stage, muttered to himself, “How did I end up here…”

He found it quite absurd.

Unstopped along the way, and now here he was, a guest who had somehow found his way backstage to the makeup area.

The actors were busy applying makeup, getting ready to perform, and in their rush, nobody paid him any mind.

Leonard thought he shouldn’t be there, yet he took a few extra glances.

He had to admit, the performers from the Royal Dance Troupe were indeed beautiful.

Each one fair and lovely, their bearing and temperament beyond reproach.

Leonard had only seen the dancers of Sinless City before, and compared to these, they were worlds apart in terms of aura.

It was truly the difference between swans and ducks.

This was indeed an eye-opening experience.

Speaking of coincidences.

As he walked, Leonard spotted an acquaintance in a room with a door ajar.

“Lew Williams?”

Leonard looked at the stout man dressed in a suit, his brows lifting slightly.

Due to Seven Brown’s connections, he knew this stout fellow well enough, and had a favorable impression of him.

It seemed that the stout man might have been the one who had the idea to reconstruct the Flood Gang?

As Leonard passed by, he couldn’t help but take another look.

Because the stout man was holding a bunch of roses, flirting ostentatiously with a woman in a gorgeous dance dress.

It wasn’t his intention to eavesdrop on others’ private affairs, but with his keen hearing, those obsequious words pierced his heart.

“Monica, it’s been months since we last parted in Dragon City… Oh, the days without you have been excruciating, like several years have passed… Will you be staying longer in Sinless City this time? What I mean is, after the performance, I’d like to invite you… um… to see the Inverted Rain at the World Rift. I know a unique restaurant…”

“Young Master Williams, I appreciate your invitation. But please allow me to decline. I am just a dancer, not worth your earnest affection.”

“No! If I could, in the future… I’d like you to marry me!”

“Your family elders would never agree to us being together. Your future wife will surely be the daughter of a rich business family or a young lady from a Noble Family. Please stop toying with this lowly dancer. Being seen could attract gossip for the troupe…”

“No. You’re different! Other women just want my family’s money. I know you’re sincere.”

“What if… I was after your family fortune too?”

“Then I’m prepared to give up everything…”

“…”

Leonard truly didn’t want to listen.

But having heard it, he couldn’t help but let out a light chuckle.

It sounded like a script where the wealthy young master falls in love with a dancer.

Miss Monica indeed looked stunning, with an aura that was refreshingly pure and vividly beautiful, without the slightest hint of vulgarity.

Having her own makeup room suggested she was a leading figure in the troupe, perhaps a principal dancer.

Her status in the Federation, he surmised, might be equivalent to that of an “A-list star.”

However, as a professional actor himself, Leonard always observed his peers more closely.

He felt that Miss Monica was just too perfect.

There was this feeling that she was… expertly crafted to a tee.

But this was someone else’s private affair, and Leonard didn’t concern himself too much with it.

With Lew Williams’s financial power, it was highly probable he would get his wish.

And speaking of coincidences, not long after Leonard had left, he ran into an acquaintance in a corner.

The person greeted him with a smile, “Long time no see.”

…

Shortly after Leonard had left, Lew Williams walked out with a look of worry on his face.

Little did he know, inside the room, the smile on Monica’s face in the mirror suddenly faded away.

Her shadow slowly stood up and in the blink of an eye, morphed into a middle-aged man dressed as a Magician.

The Magician looked at Monica, speaking gravely, “The words you just said were too risky. If he starts to suspect…”

Before he could finish, Monica interrupted, “You don’t need to teach me what to do. I’ve seen plenty of young masters like him surrounded by beautiful women. To ensure our plan succeeds, beauty alone isn’t enough. We need to give him the necessary emotional value. The harder to get, the more he will care. Keep him longing, and in a while, we should be able to take him down.”

“Fine, do as you see fit.”

The Magician, with a fleeting darkening gaze, didn’t say much else.

He simply added, “But the liaison just relayed a message from the Royal Court; they want us to expedite things. According to reliable intelligence, the Song Family’s Old Ancestor might not live much longer. Lew controls the lion’s share of the Black Gold Trade Union’s resources; we must seize them.”