CHAPTER 776: CHAPTER 477: SOLITARY ISLAND, HELLFIRE - PART 2

This data was frightening enough for many, yet Chark, as a native of the United Kingdom, had heard this story when he was very young, so he found nothing strange about it, just as Chinese children are familiar with the Journey to the West. Of course, the story was a bit more intense... It never hurt for the children of nobility to mature early, so the Duke and Duchess didn’t see any issue with it.

"No, if it was ashes, then this castle now..."

"Do you still want to keep listening?" Mu Sang demanded with glaring eyes.

Listen, listen. Of course, listen.

Cao Ling was hearing this legend for the first time as well.

"A hundred years later, the emperor had long since died, and without those taboos, someone bought the island and rebuilt the ancient castle"

"Then the second horror story began... This renowned family in the United Kingdom moved in, and within a month, incest, murder, patricide... happened one after another continuously. In less than a month, the entire family had declined, as if possessed, The survivors moved out in terror, but soon after, they too died one by one..."

Gao Fei couldn’t understand English, but Mu Sang was indeed very sincere towards people like Sui Yi, so she quickly switched to Chinese.

"Later, the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth generations of owners all met tragic ends; the best off was the sixth generation owner, a single nobleman who died of depression at the age of twenty-five. That was the least terrifying generation. A hundred years later, the seventh generation owner bought the castle, and that is none other than the present host of the Huah Mei dinner, Prince Yale"

The United Kingdom was the birthplace of the Industrial Revolution, and it was once the most powerful empire in Europe. Its nobility system is also the most intact, especially since the royal family still exists, Though they no longer wield the absolute rule of bygone days, the noble class still holds about seventy to eighty percent of the power and wealth, particularly the princes.

The princes have more freedom in their actions since they possess vast lands and industries, with wealth and power in no short supply. They have long integrated into society, unlike the regal emperors towering above. Though many princes would also be considered part of the Imperial Family.

And this Grand Prince Yale happens to be among the highest ranking nobles within the United Kingdom.

This Huah Mei dinner was also personally initiated by him.

Only such a status and influence could gather the elite from various parts of the world...

Comparatively, mere merchants like Sui Yi, without a noble background, are considered lower in status, but given the current circumstances and excluding Sui Yi’s hidden identity and power, this dinner could not be a low-key affair for her either.

"Prince Yale, though highly esteemed among the world’s nobility, is very approachable and considered easy to get along with," continued Mu Sang.

Gao Fei smirked, "That’s from your perspective in the Duke’s Mansion, After all, your mansion’s power isn’t less significant than some ordinary princes. As for ordinary people... it’s hard to say."

From the rearview mirror, he glanced at his boss’s expression... Hoping that no misfortune from this notorious Huah Mei dinner would befall his boss...

The car quickly crossed Langso Bridge and arrived at the vast Langso Wharf.

By this time, the place was already covered with red carpet.

As it was winter, the dinner started earlier than usual, and since it was located on an isolated central island, the guests had arrived at the wharf in the afternoon.

There were no fewer than three hundred bodyguards, and numerous media outlets, covering finance, current affairs, entertainment—all authoritative media from many countries—were allowed in for interviews. Of course, the long line outside consisted of numerous tabloid journalists.

The Huah Mei dinner had a long-standing tradition and was one of the grand events in the business and cultural noble circles.

Luxury cars arrived one after another, stopping at the front, beautiful twelve-centimeter heels, long slender legs, slit glamorous long gowns, sleek and sexy figures, wavy auburn hair, forever crimson lips and azure eyes—clearly, this was not Cao Ling, who was completely Chinese.

Precisely speaking, this was Sharina, a famous sweetheart singer from the United Kingdom’s entertainment industry.

The outer perimeter was thronged with hundreds of fans, all there for her as she displayed her proud posture, accompanied by a man in a crisp suit, enduring media interviews...

This gentleman... was no ordinary person.

"Mr. Nader, I heard your company has recently been involved in financing natural gas resources in the west, could you tell us..."

Nader, an industrial tycoon from the United Kingdom, was in his forties but still fit. Though not extremely handsome, a tycoon’s aura had its own imposing presence—still having hair, no belly bulge, and long legs. He was a cut above some of the balding and pot-bellied tycoons from his home country. Moreover, British tycoons often cared for gentlemanly demeanor, composed in every action, hence his pairing with the young and beautiful Sharina was definitely a pleasing sight.

Of course, a beauty accompanying a wealthy man was a spectacle too common to excite the media, merely noting that Nader, the tycoon, had switched to another British rose...

Speaking of roses, when Marquis Wayne of Rose drove his rose-red Ferrari, swinging it into a tailspin, parked, and adjusted his suit sleeve with a flourish!

A throng of British women cheered for him. (To be continued. If you enjoy this piece, you are welcome to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)