Chapter 829
Yasmin looked at the two of them and smiled wryly. “Let’s go. Our supreme leader gave me this order, and he said that Madam Beryl would come over if we mentioned his name to her!”
Though the grand-elder and the second elder were very worried, they could only follow Yasmin and head toward Vermeulen Mansion. The three of them gritted their teeth and bravely went to the gate.
“Who are you and what business do you have here? A guard immediately stopped Yasmin and the two elders as soon as he saw them come closer.
Yasmin immediately bowed in respect and said, “We’re here to meet Madam Beryl. Please let her know that her friends would like to see her and that we have something important to tell her.”
“Okay then, you may wait right here. I can inform her, but I have no say as to whether she will accept your audience.” The guard glanced at Yasmin before walking in.
Beryl was watering her flowers in the garden when the bodyguard came over and informed her about the situation.
“They said they were my friend?” Beryl frowned. “Hehe, there aren’t a lot of people who would dare to claim that they’re my friend. Let them in. I’m curious to know who these ‘friends’ are.”
“Understood.” The guard walked briskly out.
After a while, the bodyguard brought Yasmin and the two elders to Beryl.
Beryl looked at the three of them and frowned instantly. “I don’t seem to know who any of you are. Why would you call yourselves my friend?”
“Greetings, ma’am!” The three of them saluted.
Yasmin took a step forward and said respectfully, “We might not be your friends, but our Supreme Leader said that he’s your friend. He wants you to visit Tigris Hall for a drink tonight, and he said you’ll agree if we tell you his name-it’s Severin Feuillet!”
“Severin?!” Beryl immediately put down her wine and had a gleeful expression. “Master’s here? I didn’t expect him to come to Drackham! This is wonderful!”
“Master?” Yasmin and the elders were all shocked, and they wondered if they had heard wrongly when Beryl referred to their Supreme Leader as ‘master’!
Beryl glanced at Yasmin. “Wait here. I’ll go get changed!”
She then happily went into the villa.
“Our supreme leader… is her master?” The grand-elder gulped and mumbled blankly in disbelief.
The second elder then said, “I… think… so? She even went to change her clothes just to meet our supreme leader, so it looks like she places quite a lot of importance on tonight’s dinner.”
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