Hail Lord Vinsion!

Chapter 8

In the afternoon, Joel Myers escorted Rael to the police station. 

Deep down, he felt heavy and uneasy about escorting a hero like Rael to prison.

One of Joel’s subordinates asked when they arrived at the police station, "Sir, how should we arrange accommodation for Lord Vinsion?"

As those on Rael’s side, they certainly didn’t want to let him stay in an inappropriate place.

Joel scoffed in annoyance. 

"Ugh, the dungeon is disgusting. Lord Vinsion really doesn’t deserve to be there!"

However, Rael didn’t mind where he slept. 

"Don’t worry, Mr. Myers."

"I’ll be fine wherever I am."

Joel didn’t mean to belittle the man before him. 

It was just that someone as remarkable as Rael shouldn’t be breathing in the foul air of a dungeon, let alone staying there.

With regret, Joel replied, "My Lord, the dungeon is filthy, smells bad, and is suffocating."

"It’s completely unfit for you."

Still, Rael remained firm. 

"It’s fine."

Just as Joel was about to speak again, Rael raised his hand as if to stop him from continuing.

Calmly, Rael said, "I’m tired. I want to rest."

Since there were no other options, Joel reluctantly escorted Rael into the dungeon.

Meanwhile, after dinner, Calista, Oberon, and Mathis returned to the villa. 

Even though the Lieutenant Governor had ruined the dinner prepared for Mathis, they were still happy.

In their hearts, they believed that Mathis’ takeover of Noorhaven had already been decided. 

This meant Rael would never have a chance to return.

In his mind, Oberon thought about his family’s future as he formed connections with Mathis’ aristocratic family.

'Fortune! I’ve really hit the jackpot!'

'From now on, my career in politics will get easier!'

It was not just about promotions, wealth, and status. 

He was certain his next step would surely bring him to the capital!

Meanwhile, Mathis smiled widely as he imagined how easily he would increase Noorhaven’s GDP to 30 trillion in a year.

Suddenly, Calista hugged Mathis’ arm tightly. 

The pressure from her soft chest snapped the long-haired man out of his thoughts.

Calista smiled seductively. 

"Darling..."

"I think it’s time for us to rest."

Mathis gazed at the woman who clung to his arm like an octopus.

Shyly, Calista spoke, "Um... don’t worry. Rael never touched me before." 

Her smile widened.

Realizing the implication of Calista’s words, Mathis’ tender gaze slowly turned into one filled with desire as he looked at Calista’s slim waist and ample chest.

They both laughed.

Oberon didn’t stop their flirtatious banter. 

On the contrary, he smiled knowingly. 

"You’re right, Calista. It’s time to rest."

After that, Oberon left, leaving Calista and Mathis alone.

Mathis smiled lasciviously. 

"Calista, you look so beautiful tonight."

Mathis' short words brought a blush to Calista's cheeks.

The woman wrapped her arms around Mathis' neck, then whispered. 

"Show me how beautiful I am in your eyes."

Mathis grew excited, and he carried Calista to her room like a bride.

In no time, their interaction became so intense that they both ended up in a marble bathtub.

Their clothes were scattered on the floor. 

The soft sounds of their giggling could be heard against the gurgling water.

"Mathis... oh... you’re making me ticklish!" She chuckled.

The man laughed.  

"You are so wonderful, darling."

Calista smiled with satisfaction as she felt the man in the tub go crazy for her.

Mathis commented with sparkling eyes as he stared at the wet Calista, "That bastard doesn't even deserve to see your shadow."

"Let alone touch and possess you."

Calista looked lovingly at the long-haired man. 

"You're right, darling. You are indeed the best for me."

She laid her head on Mathis' chest and played with her index finger on his chest.

Mathis smiled mockingly. 

"While we're having fun here, he must be crying and begging for justice in that rotten dungeon."

Calista looked up at Mathis. 

"He deserve it."

She rested on her knees while her soft hands rested on Mathis' shoulders. 

"Don't think about him anymore."

Her smile was faint as the warm steam evaporated around her pristine white body. 

"We'd better get back to having fun."

Mathis nodded in agreement, then approached her and resumed their game.

Meanwhile, unbeknownst to Mathis and Calista, the condition of the dungeon was very different from what they had imagined.

In front of the dungeon bars, Joel gave an order, “Take down these iron bars!”

A few moments later, several men arrived to dismantle the iron bars.

Once the bars were removed, Joel continued his instructions, “Set this room up to be as comfortable as a five-star hotel.”

With efficiency, Joel’s men cleaned the floors, scrubbed the walls, and decorated the room with expensive furnishings. 

They even replaced the old nearly collapsed iron bed with a soft and luxurious one.

Joel's men worked hard to ensure that everything was prepared to provide comfort for their Lord, Lord Vinsion.