The girl who heard the whistle flashed with impatience on her face, but then when she turned her head and saw Roger's handsome face, the frost on her face dissipated.

"why you?"

"Veronia, long time no see."

Roger smiled and said hello.

He pointed to the guard standing in front of him, "You need an electronic invitation code to enter here..."

"Get in the car, I'll take you in!"

Veronia said without hesitation, this is the first time the two have met since the last time they parted.

"But this lady, according to the regulations, the invited guest can only bring one more guest into this place..."

The guard on the other side said with some embarrassment.

"It's ok."

Veronia waved his hand indifferently and pointed to a handsome young man sitting in the passenger seat.

"You, get out of the car."

This is a sturdy white young man with a diamond stud in his right ear.

After hearing Veronia's words, his face changed. Although everyone around him didn't say anything, he seemed to hear the faint taunts from others.

"Veronia, who is that kid and why should I get out of the car?"

"Don't forget, it's your father..."

"roll!"

It's okay not to mention his father, Veronia's face changed drastically when he mentioned his father.

After the last fog event, Veronia had to leave Bordeaux because of being damaged by the Shapeshifter.

The relationship between the father and daughter eased slightly, but after a period of time, everything returned to normal, and the relationship between the two became bad again.

For the family business, Veronia came forward to contact the heir of the cooperative group.

On the surface, it was contact, but Veronia knew exactly what his father had made.

Roger can only say a word of sorry about this, he just threw the car key to the young man sitting in the passenger seat.

"The car is there, you can dispose of it as you like after going down the mountain."

The short-inch young man had a gloomy face, but after thinking about it, he still didn't throw away the key in his hand. There was a distance from here to the bottom of the mountain.

It was shameful enough that this happened, and he didn't want to continue to be laughed at here.

Roger got in the car, the guards let it go, and the car drove up into the manor. Looking across the parking lot nearby, there were rows of luxury cars.

The Ferrari of Veronia is not so prominent here anymore.

At the entrance of the manor, two rows of servants stood tall and tall, and directly opposite the entrance was a large fountain with statues standing in the center of the fountain.

The clothes, costumes, hair and texture of the statue are all vivid, but the only thing that makes people feel weird is the face of the statue.

The cheeks were sunken inward, and the whole face seemed to have been violently dug out, leaving a terrible hole.

When Roger and Veronia approached, they could hear guests in neat suits, communicating with each other, with words such as art and surrealism popping up in their mouths from time to time.

"Ugly dead!"

Veronia curled her lips disdainfully. "A bunch of pretending guys."

She glanced at Roger, "How about you, do you have any research on this kind of artwork?"

Roger smiled, his gaze stayed on the face of the statue that had been dug out, "Don't talk nonsense, this thing may be true."

"Really?"

Veronia was taken aback for a moment, but she quickly understood the meaning of Roger's words, she couldn't help but shivered with her shoulders.

The experience in the misty world at the time has become an unforgettable nightmare for a girl in her life.

She glanced at Roger.

"What are you doing here?" Thinking of Roger's special occupation, she was not only a little skeptical.

"This ghost place shouldn't be..."

"Don't think too much."

Roger comforted. He did not continue to answer, but asked instead.

"What about you? What are you doing here?"

"How is your time?"

"After leaving Bordeaux, I came to Elder. My father has a large part of his business here. As for coming here, it's pure pastime."

"This place was originally an abandoned manor, and it hadn't been taken care of for many years. Later, a nobleman named Dirio Brando bought it. It was a guy with a lot of money."

"It didn't take long for this place to become a holy place for young people in Elder."

"The barriers to entry are extremely high, and I got the electronic passcode only after a friend's introduction."

"She told me that the host here, Dirio, is personable, handsome and extraordinary, hum, a socialite like her can actually..."

"Snapped!"

As he was talking, there was a soft noise, and a woman patted Veronia on the shoulder from behind.

"Wow, I am a big-minded socialite in your heart?"

Veronia turned her head, but she was hit by the person who said bad things behind her back. She didn't seem embarrassed at all, obviously she had a very good relationship with the woman before her.

It was a woman with a full body. The S-shaped arc was even more exaggerated than Victoria. She was wearing a white backless evening gown and was looking at Roger with a scrutinizing gaze.

"This is Berkeley Industries..."

"not him."

Veronia bowed, "I left the kid out, he is my friend."

Veronia just wanted to introduce, but Roger proactively said: "Geralt."

"Geralt Livia."

Roger said nonsense.

The woman stretched out her hand grinningly, "My name is Martha." She looked at Roger's dress, "It looks like you are here prepared, knowing that tonight's highlight is the masquerade."

"But I really don't see what identity you are playing now."

"Masquerade?"

After hearing Ma Dan's words, Veronia frowned.

In the small circle of their activities, the masquerade is basically equivalent to another event.

**Party.

The men and women participating in the dance will choose their various identities. There are no restrictions on this, but the only requirement is that everyone must wear a mask prepared in advance.

In addition, the mask was not allowed to be taken off during the whole process, and no one was allowed to talk privately except for the sounds made during the communication.

There is no identity, no age, only pure men and women are left, and then in the confusion of the lights, in the smoke of special drugs.

Everyone spent a crazy night.

"Martha, you should know that I hate such activities." Veronia stared at the woman in front of her with an unkind expression.

"You sent me an e-invitation card specially. Isn't the purpose to let me bring that kid here?"

She thinks a lot in an instant.

"Could it be my father..."

Thinking of this, Veronia's face became very ugly, pimping for her daughter, and arranging all activities.

Such a father is really...

"Dear Veronia~lightnovelpub.net~What are you thinking?" Martha stepped forward and took one of Veronia's arms.

"Not at all what you think."

"This is really just a mere masquerade party, not a fornicating party."

"I know you too well, and don't you want to believe me?"

Martha pulled Veronia aside, her body moved forward, her eyes flashing with strange light.

"Veronia, I think we should go in!"

Roger suddenly spoke, the low voice slowed Martha's heartbeat for a while, and the woman's eyes returned to normal, and she patted Veronia's arm affectionately.

"Go and have fun with your little boyfriend first."

The last ray of sunlight disappeared from the horizon, and the shadow covered the earth.