Chapter 259 (2): It’s Fine, We’ll Each Use Our Preferred Forms of Address
“It’s not about if you seem like a pervert or not...”
Auston answered the question Wayne hadn’t asked out loud like he could read minds. The two men went back and forth for a while until Auston finally believed that Flora was truly dead.
“Strange. Given her beauty, what had she done to make you kill her?” Auston asked suspiciously, probing, “Did she make Veronica suffer?”
“With me protecting Veronica, she couldn’t do that.”
Wayne sighed. He didn’t want Auston to overthink, and Veronica’s loss of purity could lead to misunderstanding, so he confessed the truth.
“Ha, Flora killed her student, whom you like, so you killed her for revenge.” Auston scoffed coolly. And you said you weren’t a pervert!
Wayne couldn’t argue against that. He said quietly, “The fact that she died despite her beauty is proof enough that I’m not a pervert.”
Rumors stopped when they reached a wise person. To frame him, Auston would rather be unwise. Wayne knew that, and since it was impossible to wake someone pretending to be asleep, he simply gave up and admitted to the rumor.
“Buy a private library in the Western District in my name,” Wayne said. “I need it to house my fourteen new lovers. Pick a remote one, away from the bustle of the city. And it shouldn’t be profitable.”
“You can handle something that trivial on your own.”
“I don’t want to waste the money.”
They fell silent.