Why it never ends

Chapter 1159 Night Visit
After the dinner, Hesta finally left the crowd and returned to his study alone, enjoying the long-lost silence.

She was very satisfied with the overall rhythm of the day. The reception could almost be described as seamless, with everyone doing their part and the coordination was impeccable.

If she hadn't suddenly come up with this idea, it would probably take her a long time to see the true abilities of Xia Ying and Xia Yixue, whom Pacat brought with her.

Hesta hummed a song as she went into the bathroom and washed her face with warm water. Then, a large purple bruise reappeared on her cheek. Hesta turned her head left and right, carefully observing the edge of the bruise... It would probably take another two or three weeks for it to completely disappear.

Thanks to Stella's magic, I managed to get through today.

When Arevalo came out to greet everyone today, Rico briefly appeared outside the crowd, but when Hesta was about to go over to say hello, she disappeared again. She was responsibly performing the task of shadow guard, but never gave Hesta a chance to get close.

Thinking of Rico, Hesta couldn't help but complain in his heart - he is so old, but still like a child.

There was a knock on the door outside.

Hesta pressed a hot towel against his face: "Who?"

The voice of the palace servant came from outside the door: "Master Inspector, there is a guest..."

"I'm resting now," Hesta said, "If you have anything to say, I'll call you tomorrow—"

"It is Mrs. Brownbo, who wishes to see you," said the man. "She begs me to come and tell you her name, and it is up to you whether I see you or not."

After a moment, Hesta's voice came from the door: "Bring her up."

A quarter of an hour later, an old man pushed open the half-open door. Hesta, who was sitting in the dim light, raised his head when he heard the door open.

Perhaps because of the shadows, Mrs. Brown looked particularly thin tonight. Although it was summer, she was still wearing a dark blue velvet shawl, and her collarbones were prominent and bony behind the laces.

Her skin was dry and her expression was haggard, but her slightly protruding cheekbones made her look stubborn in a different way.

"We meet again." Hesta smiled. "Sir Schiller always mentioned you to me."

"Yes... He always mentioned you to me." Mrs. Brown walked to Hesta and sat down with a faint smile on her face. "He hopes to invite you to the next charity ball of the Brown family, but I never gave him an answer..."

"No wonder there has been no follow-up to this matter," Hesta said, "I wanted to ask him about the result in the next two days, but I didn't expect——"

"I have also reminded him that it is impossible for someone like you to fall in love with him. You are only after his money." Mrs. Brownbo still had a complicated smile on her face. "It's a pity that someone who is deeply in love will not listen to such words."

Hesta leaned back slightly, leaning back in his chair: "Hmm?"

"Don't get me wrong," the old man avoided Hesta's gaze, "I didn't mean to accuse you at all, because I'm doing the same thing."

Hesta's brows relaxed slightly, and he let out a sigh of sudden realization.

Mrs. Brownbo took off her gloves: "...Can I have a cup of hot tea from you?"

Hesta picked up a thermos cup from his feet: "I only have ice water here."

"also."

The ice cubes gurgled down the rim of the thermos cup and fell into the glass. Mrs. Brown held the cup and sipped it as if she was tasting wine. Hesta saw that she was considering what to say next and did not urge her. "In fact, we are very predestined," the old man said with a smile, "You met my family, another Mr. Brown, a few years ago, and you had a pleasant time with him."

"Why don't I remember?"

"René Bramble, you remember, he was also on board the Rising Sun."

Hesta gave him a deep look and said, "What are you talking about? Fortunately, I have been following the follow-up of the Shengming over the years. I have never seen Mr. Brownbo you mentioned, and I clearly remember that he was one of the few passengers who did not board the ship. How can I get along with him happily?"

The old man's eyes reflected the dim light of the table lamp, and he looked at Hesta with a smile like an accomplice: "Yes, if you don't remember, then it didn't happen. Everything is based on your memory--"

"Tell me what exactly you are here for tonight," Hesta said softly.

"Let your servant leave the Schiller family. If forty million is not enough, I can give you another forty million. I believe that this money will be put to good use by you."

"My servant..." Hesta frowned, "Oh, you mean Elu."

"A very capable subordinate," the old man said. "If you ever plan to let him retire, please let me know."

"...Wait a minute," Hesta said, "He should still be at Duke Schiller's house, right? I asked him to check some money for me there—"

"He is at my house now," Mrs. Brownbo said. "I am afraid that you may have heard some news and have some unnecessary misunderstandings, so I came to your house in person tonight. Elu has been treated well in my house. I will not do anything to him. As long as you give the order, I will send him back here immediately. However, I have some conditions... Of course, they are not absolute. I accept that we can sit down quietly, have a drink, and talk slowly."

Hesta did not answer immediately. While thinking about the invitation Mrs. Brown had thrown out, she picked up her mobile phone and pretended to check the messages. Suddenly, she found that there was a text message sent by Zoe an hour ago. Hesta clicked it and took a quick look at the content.

"Okay," Hesta tapped the screen for a while, then put the phone away, "Go ahead."

……

In the theater, Zoe's phone vibrated in her pocket. The musical had just begun, but the entire theater had already gone dark.

She guessed that it might be Hesta who replied, because an hour ago she briefly told Hesta about the changes tonight and asked if they could do it in the city if Lu Qizhen's boyfriend cheated on them - after all, on a larger scale, this might also add tension to the relationship between Mercury Needle and ordinary citizens.

A moment later, Hesta's message came, with only a very short sentence: Act at your own convenience.

Zoe sneered disdainfully. Hesta was just trying to pass the buck. What did she mean by taking advantage of the situation? If there was any trouble, it would be Zoe's own misjudgment. Hesta was not responsible at all.

Zoe snorted. If it were Victoria, she wouldn't be like this! I should have known not to ask.

Suddenly, a staff member walked up to their row and gently patted Lu Qizhen, who was sitting at the edge.

"Hello……"

Lu Qizhen was startled and raised his head quickly: "...Hello?"

The staff member half-knelt down to avoid blocking the view of the back row. She pointed to the door of the theater and whispered. Lu Qizhen turned around -

A man was standing at the entrance of the theater, with his arms folded, looking over here.