Chapter 72: Proposal “The famous philanthropist, Red Mock…
"The renowned philanthropist, Mr. Red Moked, was tragically murdered at home this morning. His bodyguards were all stabbed to the throat. Everyone is talking about this, suspecting it's a murderer. We implore the government to pay close attention..." Fanny Valentine sat in a comfortable office chair, sipping tea and reading the newspaper, his expression unremarkable. "Is this how you act?"
"But I accomplished it, didn't I?" Mary slanted disrespectfully on the table, her expression filled with defiance. "The ultimate goal of this mission was to kill Moked, and I accomplished it. Besides, those who did the same dirty work will probably be intimidated and uneasy."
"As for the process... I think your plan is really a bit foolish and slow, and it reduces my ability." Mary drawled, a secret excitement running down her spine. "Isn't it, Mr. President?"
Would he fly into a rage? Would he get mad at himself?
Mary was looking forward to the perfect politician mask on the other person's face being shattered, exposing his broken inner self.
She wondered curiously how the other party would punish her. Would he choose to marginalize her?
"You did the right thing, Mary."
The words struck her ears like a thunderbolt, irritating her ear bones. Her stomach knotted, and Mary stared intently at the expression on Fanny Valentine's face—it was a smile.
"Rather than saying you did the right thing, I'd say... I'm very happy." Fanny Valentine put down the newspaper and looked at Mary calmly, her tone gentle yet a touch cheerful. "You're starting to think, which is great. It's worth my constant pressure... There are many missions you don't want to take, and I can clearly tell you, but you always don't resist."
"I won't resist?!" Mary's voice felt sharp enough to pierce glass, so piercing it even sounded unfamiliar to her. She hadn't been this angry in ages, and even felt her arms trembling uncontrollably. "Didn't I say from the beginning that I didn't want to take this mission? And yet, you kept nagging me to go!!!"
Calm down, Mary, he's leading you by the nose again!
Relax, relax Mary, don't listen to his sophistry!
She felt half-digested food welling up in her throat, and even her mouth felt a sickening sourness. This guy never played by the rules, always easily taking the lead.
Mary sadly realized that she was at a disadvantage again in this fight and was being played around by this guy again, with no possibility of turning things around.
"Because your resistance is too weak, Mary," Fanny Valentine sighed. "Although you've been with me for so long, you haven't learned any interpersonal skills, nor do you know how to achieve mutual benefit and win-win situations with others. I know you will only stay with me for a year...so I have to be a little cruel to you. Forgive me, my dear, I just hope you can better survive in the cruel human world."
"Shut up……"
"You should know how powerful you are. You can even destroy a small country single-handedly. Mary... I know you are kind, but kindness can easily be used as a weapon." Fani's tone was so sincere that it confused Mary. She looked at him as if she were looking at a monster.
"Now I know you've finally bounced back, and I'm happy." Fanny's smile reminded Mary of the masks in a doll shop, hung on the wall, always smiling at the crowd, even if the smiling lips were made of hollow holes. He put his arm around Mary's shoulders, undeniably, and the luxurious scent of perfume filled her throat.
"You start to think for yourself and know how to complete the task reasonably. This is right." Fani's mouth opened and closed, and his words were always so smooth and fluent.
Mary covered her eyes dejectedly and let Fani pull her into his arms.
She was far superior to him in terms of martial arts, but when it came to cunning and the means of manipulating people's hearts, she would never be able to catch up with him.
She's lost track of Fanny Valentine.
His words are always so bewitching and full of altruism.
Although he was only flesh and blood, Mary always felt that he was a living maze. He hid his true feelings in half-truths and half-lies, and no one could guess his true intentions.
The more I get to know him, the more confused I become.
He seemed kind, yet cruel. He seemed to love her, yet he seemed to use her as a tool. He seemed selfish, yet he seemed to selflessly dedicate himself to his country.
"My lovely Mary, why are you sad?" The man asked gently, his cheek against hers. "Are you too tired? Now you can sleep in my arms." He looked at Mary's somewhat numb expression, paused delicately for a moment, and then continued, "You know I love you. I would never bear to hurt you. You are my...only...treasure."
“…” Mary tried to smile sarcastically, but she had no strength left. She whispered something, but Fanny couldn’t hear it clearly.
"What?" His ear was close to Mary's lips. He was confident that the other party didn't have the strength to bite off his ear.
"Don't lie." Mary's voice was almost a sigh. "What you care about most is this position. You don't love anyone, not even yourself."
"Oh?" Fanny stopped stroking Mary's cheek and looked very interested in what Mary would say.
"Two years ago, your mother died of an illness. Between an important meeting and your mother, you chose the meeting. For the position of president, you gave up family ties. You investigated Scarlett before getting married and knew she liked women, but you resolutely chose to marry her to increase your chances of being selected. You gave up your love so easily. Friends... let alone, Valentine, you have no friends at all."
Mary thought that what she said would make him lose his composure for at least a second, but it still didn't happen.
"I haven't... given up my love." Fanny smiled. "You're exaggerating. It's like I have no feelings at all."
He buried his head in Mary's neck, trying to absorb the warmth: "Mary, we can be together in two years."
"What?" Mary didn't turn her head, but the person opposite her had already started to talk about his plan excitedly.
He would start using the media he had cultivated from now on, agreeing to let them conduct in-depth investigations and reports on Scarlett. He would attack and destroy her reputation in all aspects, and finally expose her sexual orientation, and finally divorce her as a victim.
In fact, with his current means and abilities, he no longer needs the help of the other party's family.
Getting rid of her would have been a simple matter, but in order to ensure that the matter was 90% certain and his external image would not change, he could only plan slowly.
As for Mary, he would find a powerful man, turn her into the sickly little daughter of that man's family, and then...
"Wait!" Mary jumped up and looked at Fani, who looked serious, in disbelief. "You want to marry me?!"
"Yeah, that's right." Fani at this moment really scared Mary.
He began to seriously promote himself: "In terms of status in this country, I believe I'm already at the top. In terms of wealth... there are very few who surpass me. Mary, I think marrying me is a very good choice, isn't it?"
"Well……"
Mary couldn't understand how the topic had escalated to such an outrageous level. She rubbed her head and thought of the most important thing: "What will happen to Scarlett if you do this? She's never hurt you or done anything out of line."
"Her family background is there, what do you think will happen? Apart from losing some face, her quality of life will be improved." Fani Valentine replied lightly. He has always been aware that the gap between the upper class and the lower class is as vast as an ocean.
Perhaps divorce would be a devastating blow to an ordinary woman, but for Scarlett, as long as she ignored the gossip, her life would not change at all.
Even if there are changes, they will be for the better.
After all... as a public figure, Scarlett must always be careful with her words and actions, and cannot wear too luxuriously.
Things that many people think will ruin their lives are not worth mentioning among the upper class.
"So, are you willing?" Fanny Valentine looked at Mary and her voice became softer, "Just like when you accepted the ring I gave you."
"You..." Mary really didn't know what to say. She felt like she had turned into an insect trapped in mucus and couldn't breathe at all.
When had she ever accepted a ring from this guy? Fanny Valentine must have gone crazy dealing with state affairs.
"This...this is ridiculous!" After Mary shouted this, she rushed out the door and ran around the White House.
Everyone knew that this girl was not valued by the president, so everyone treated her with great respect, but this respect made Mary feel even more uncomfortable.
What kind of joke is this?
marry?
She and Fanny Valentine??
It's just crazy!
Mary tried seriously to guess what the other party was up to, but she couldn't figure out the logic and motivation behind it.
Would her becoming the President's wife bring any benefits to Fani Valentine?
If she became the first lady, Mary would have to become a public figure. As a public figure, she would no longer be able to travel anywhere and carry out her duties as easily as she does now. Her hands and feet would be tied, and even the smallest action would be widely noticed and reported.
Not only does she fail to complete tasks, she also makes many political meetings a mess. She has no eloquence and is easily trapped by others' words.
If she becomes the president's wife, it will only bring harm to Fani and no benefit.
With her scalp tingling, Mary sat among the treetops, thinking of the most unlikely yet most likely thing.
Fanny Valentine really had feelings for her, otherwise Mary would never understand why Fanny said he wanted to marry her.
Calm down, Mary. This might be Fanny's way of comforting you, or maybe he's doing this to disgust you because you didn't complete your task properly.
Calm down, Mary.
calm
She kept telling herself that she would be able to earn enough money in about five months.
At that time, she would be able to buy a large enough piece of land and allow the Indians to live in peace.
She...will be free.
It was just the saint's remains... the only way to obtain them was known only to Fani Valentine. How could she get them without him knowing?
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