Please offer everything to Her Majesty the Princess

Although he is old, he has a good figure.

Anyone who can hang out with Carta... is definitely not an ordinary magician.

Grace's long eyebrows were twisted in thought.

To be honest, the person who poisoned me actually passed on the poison twice. This madman Carta was able to poison Victoria at the royal banquet...

With his giant baby-like personality, if he recognized me, the consequences would be almost unimaginable.

He even asked the maid to make a new eye mask for Karta. Although he didn't know what the result would be, he would definitely be furious when he saw it.

Assuming that the magician belonging to the emperor's brother recognized him, as long as Karta was ruthless enough, he could even kill him silently and then push the blame on Koda Casino.

It's not impossible.

Thinking of this, Grace had to change her plans.

In order to ensure that her actions would not be discovered, she had to avoid being caught by Carta's magician.

She stared at Karta like a camera, and confirmed with Nora once again,

"Nora, after your illusion is removed in front of a high-level magician, will it still be effective in front of others?"

Not knowing why Her Highness Grace was so serious, Noila immediately sat up straight and answered seriously,

"Your Highness... With my current illusion skills, if it's a high-level magician, they only need to use [Insight]... It can be easily removed."

Carta took long, eager steps, his royal cloak hanging from his shoulders, as he hurried towards the other carriage.

The tall carriage obscured the person behind it, and Grace could only see a pair of beautiful red high-heeled shoes with slender heels.

There must be an elegant and beautiful woman in the back of that carriage.

Grace stared at him intently, and continued to ask,

"Are there any special circumstances that require a spell to be cast before it can be lifted?"

"Yes, a spell must be cast."

Nora nodded, leaned over, and couldn't help but glance out the window out of curiosity, but unfortunately she didn't see anything.

"Illusions are maintained by magic power, which may confuse people. It is normal for magicians to have magic fluctuations. If... the other party feels something is wrong, they may use [Insight]. In short, don't get within five meters. The closer you are, the clearer the magic fluctuations will be."

"Nora, I get it."

Grace rested one hand on the glass and nodded, like a feline ready to attack, she held down her claws and locked onto her prey.

……

Karta adjusted the buttons on his collar, then took a unique red and white tulip like blood from the servant, held it in his arms, and strode across the carriage.

He cleared his throat first, then greeted the silvery voice enthusiastically.

"Miss Doris, long time no see, how could this be such a coincidence?"

"Not a coincidence."

Doris turned around with a click of her high heels, and looked back. Her long silver hair fluttered in the cold winter, and then - her bright beauty came with a smile full of boundless sense, "And... thank you, Your Highness."

Her delicate facial features are as beautiful as a rose, her eyes are as sparkling as the moon in the lake, and her voice is like the sound of nature. It is hard not to associate her with the legendary enchanting mermaid with breathtaking beauty.

With the support of the Otakovil family, she is also the only two women among the "Five Elites" in the Royal Academy of Magic.

Only such a person can become the royal consort of Karta, right?

Carta handed the tulip to Doris in a gentlemanly manner, trying to strike up a conversation and improve their relationship. "Does Miss Doris have any…?"

"No."

——Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a decisive voice.

Miss Doris's attention was distracted, her brows were furrowed, and her bright starry eyes were staring at the steps in front of the lobby in the distance, as if she had discovered something.

Finally, her eyes fixed on a certain spot, her beautiful eyebrows relaxed, and Doris waved her hand quickly.

"Your Highness Prince Karta, I have something urgent to do. We can talk later."

Doris didn't care about Carta's emotions at all. She lifted the hem of her lace skirt, turned around, and stepped on the stone slabs with her high heels without hesitation.

Guess what I found?

Doris licked her bright red lips impatiently, her steps quick but graceful as if she was dancing to music.

The cute little kitten is here too. How can I not take it down now?

132. Family members, pick up a cat, she wants to go home with me!

Donald Upton's abilities were beyond imagination. There were so many people attending the party that Grace got some small surprises.

Waiters in tuxedos and beautiful maids moved around like fish, and noble ladies dressed up in gorgeous clothes were chatting and laughing beside the flower arrangement area.

The nobles, dressed in court formal attire, were chatting at the wine area, holding their wine glasses.

What does everyone seem to be waiting for?

Can the power of Karta really affect so many people?

But Grace soon felt relieved.

How could someone who could brazenly poison Victoria in the palace be a good person?

But what Grace couldn't understand was why Kevin was so fond of Karta?

Aside from balancing Victoria, what was the reason? Did Kevin really want to support a idiot as emperor?

Following the guidance of the maid, Grace walked through the lobby while thinking, and finally arrived at the VIP room on the third floor.

The maid bowed respectfully, "Ms. Elsa, please."

The dark brown door opened inward, and here, Donald had been waiting for a long time.

He sat on an expensive leather sofa, his sparse hair hidden by a gentleman's hat he wore specially, and he squinted his eyes and puffed out a cigarette with a somewhat comfortable look.

Grace's eyebrows twitched in disgust. She leaned against the wall with her parasol and crutches, but did not choose to go in.

"Boss Donald, are you in a good mood?"

"How's it going, Miss Aisha? I did it according to your instructions. Are you satisfied?"

Boss Donald decisively put out his cigar on the red sandalwood table and dispersed the smoke with his right hand wearing a gold ring.

The smell of tobacco in the room was disgusting. Grace took a special look at the corridor outside the door and saw that there were basically no people there.

The maid who had been guiding him had gone far away, so it was safe to talk now.

She gave Nora a look and closed the door, then turned to Donald and said,

"Boss Tang Na is a smart man. He really understood it immediately. Where is the list?"

When the door was completely closed, Mr. Donald stood up and took out a piece of letter paper from the pocket of his court coat.

"here."

Yes, during the final discussions, Grace asked Donald to give her a list of invitations.

The contents of the list are nothing more than the guests of the banquet, their financial status and the family power behind them.

It was obvious that Boss Donald had accomplished the task beyond expectations, as the list was densely packed with the names of nobles.

Among them were not only his brother Carta, but also three dukes, eight earls, the director of the Poker Ocean Company, and several wives of earls and dukes...

Since the person she is traveling to now is a late Renaissance erotic gal, the prototype of a company has already appeared in the other world.

Of course, with so many people, screening them one by one and asking them whether they are willing to cooperate would undoubtedly be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Boss Tang Na is indeed trustworthy..."

Gray gave praise without hesitation. She threw the paper with the guests' names to Nora, crossed her arms, and asked questions to Boss Donald.

"There are so many people here, I wonder how many of them Boss Donald knows?"

Keeping a proper distance, a hint of businessman's curiosity flashed in Boss Donald's eyes.

"What does Miss Aisha want to do?"

Grace certainly couldn't treat this cooperative attitude coldly. She explained with a polite smile,

"Just... I want to find some investors. I have something that can make money, but I need some angel investment."

Thinking of the magician who accompanied Carta, Grace added,

"By the way, do you have Cardin's veil here?"

Cardin's veil was relatively thin, and although her face could still be vaguely seen, it was better than having no coverage at all.

"We do have Cardin's veil. Just ask the maids to borrow one. But yours is that... right?"

Boss Donald raised his thick black eyebrows, as if he had thought of something, and revealed something vaguely like a riddler.

“The risk would be huge.”

risk?

Grace's eyebrows sank, and she instantly locked onto the key words. She asked directly,

"Boss Donald, do you mean the magic crystal business?"

"what……"

Boss Donald chuckled and shook his head in a mysterious way, looking eager to distance himself from the matter.

"Ms. Aisha, you said this, not me."

The subtle words and expressions made Grace feel strongly suspicious.

The girl narrowed her eyes as if she had discovered the footprints of prey. She thought that the casino bill might contain what she wanted, but it was too late.

Grace continued to play the witch who wanted to get rich and asked eagerly,

"Does Boss Donald have any solution?"

"No."

Donald looked at Grace with a gloomy look in his eyes. The middle-aged man reminded her in a low voice,

"Ms. Elsa, the magic crystal business is a crime that will lead to the gallows."

Donald seemed to know something, but he was too cautious and forcing the question would only arouse suspicion.

Grace was a little disappointed.

So Grace dropped the subject for the moment, smiling in a friendly manner.

"Everyone just wants to get rich. If Boss Donald has a way, we can cooperate with him."

"of course."

Donald nodded, wisely avoided the topic, and began to answer Grace's questions.

"If Miss Aisha really wants to find an investor, she can choose Mr. Edward, the director of Poke Ocean. It's hard to go out to sea during the winter flood, and he has a lot of spare money now. His crew members are fussing over their salaries, so if there's quick money to be made, he will definitely agree."

"Or maybe... Count Eugene, he just inherited the title, and he should want to do some big business. Of course, as a man, Mr. Eugene might be..."

Donald's tone of explanation became more subtle, and he paused a little awkwardly.

"It's easier to invest in beautiful women like this."

"In short, these two are very good candidates."

Grace instantly understood the deeper meaning behind Boss Donald's words.

Donald was the one who was deliberately using her beauty to hook Eugene, but Grace was too lazy to do such a thing.

In business cooperation, the most stable thing is interest, and the weakest thing is emotion.

If you use your pretty looks to attract others, you will be abandoned without hesitation when faced with a more beautiful woman.

This is a bad idea.

Grace dropped her eyes, somewhat lacking interest.

Donald observed carefully and threw out the last name with great effort, "Of course there is the last one, Miss Doris Otacolvi. She is a woman and you should be more comfortable with her."

Is it Doris, the one who claimed that she was prettier than Afro?

"Doris Otacolvi?"