The two went out of the room not long after, Houghton walked in.


    What I saw was Vivian sitting alone at the table eating, lonely and dejected, her face loaded with worry and fatigue.


    Especially the dark circles under her eyes, just a nce at her can be seen that she did not have much restst night.


    “You know how to eat breakfast, not bad.”


    Houghton walked up to Vivian andplimented her.


    I thought Morris disappeared, Vivian will not think about food and drink, and is anxious to find him.


    I didn’t expect her to have shed her initial impatience and gradually settled down, much more calmly.


    Vivian took a sip of porridge and raised her eyes to sweep Houghton, “He’s just missing, not dead.”


    Houghton’s shrewd eyes shed a stream of light, then smiled, “Morris is smart and wise, blessed with a great life, naturally he can’t die.”


    “Wouldn’t that be a disappointment to your hopes, Master?”


    She chucked some green vegetables and filled her mouth chewing, rather sarcastically.


    The sudden words made Houghton freeze.


    Stunned for a few seconds, he walked over to Vivian and sat down, “You think I had something to do with his death?”


    Could it be that she already knew something?


    Vivian’s hand, which was holding the food, gave a slight pause, and her eyes dropped as she pondered something, then looked up at him, “It doesn’t matter if it’s about you or not. The important thing is to find him.”


    She said, continued to lower her head to drink the porridge, until thest bit of porridge in the bowl finished, only then put down the dishes, took out a tissue and wiped her mouth, looked squarely at Houghton, “Let’s make a deal.”


    “What kind of deal?”


    He was all ears.


    “I know that with your ability to find Morris, it’s a breeze. So, I’m asking you to help me find him. When we find him, he and I will work together to help you take on the Baron n and take the position of Hidden Lord. Okay?”


    Hearing her words, Houghton let out a deep sigh, “Vivian, you really think too highly of me. If I had the ability, I would have assisted Lady Cindere to take back the position of the Hidden Lord, why would I need to rack my brains and use all these tactics now?”


    Houghton’s words drew a snort from Vivian, who also left out one point.


    That is, … not only has gone to great lengths and racked his brains, but he has also put on a great show!N?velDrama.Org: text ? owner.


    “I know that you are considering the candidate for the hidden master. However, as you wish, Yoona Lee has died on the mountain and will never be avable to you again. Cindere Sabastian has no daughter, and I, the only heir. If you can help me find Morris, I can find a way to keep him in the Crypt.”


    She began to think of ways to convince Houghton that he could help find Morris.


    Houghton pulled out arge cigarette stick, pounded on the tobo, lit it, and barred it, but kept frowning and silent.


    Vivian then said: “You should know the importance of Morris to me, if he died, I Vivian will never live alone. Because, he has given enough for me, the only way I can repay it is to die.”


    Houghton: “…”


    “I know you don’t believe my words, but you are old and wise, Master. I’m afraid you’ve already reached L City, my two children with. As long as you take the children to threaten, I can still not listen to your words? Especially, you have the ancient method of ‘sealing memories’, right?”


    “Either way, you can easily control the situation. And why do you have to watch Morris die? He is alive, for you, at least for the moment, is a big help. And if he dies, I will forever leave you without a choice for the heir to the Hidden Lord.”