Valentina's Background

"The dead should be respected, let alone she's your predecessor. Bowing and burning incense for your predecessors is the right thing to do, isn't it?" Luke said, presenting the incense to Valentina again. Valentina:"......" Valentina felt like cursing. She took over the stick of incense, paused for two seconds to mentally prepare herself, and at Luke's urging, she bowed three times to her own tombstone. She might be the first and only one in the world to bow to herself and pay respect to her own grave. It truly was an eye-opening experience! "If it were anyone else, I would blow up this gravestone and bury them alive." Valentina muttered. "What did you say?" Luke asked, not quite catching her words. Valentina angrily jabbed the incense into the ground, gritting her teeth, “Do I also need to kowtow three times for her?" "Does such a tradition still exist in Thawville?" Luke was about to say, "If it does, you should definitely do it." And he saw Valentina stand up and walk away. Luke hurriedly followed, threatening her, “If you dare to tell anyone that I used to wet the bed, I……” "Little Luke, are you trying to threaten your boss?" "Humph," Luke snorted, but after a while, he started talking again, "Are you very familiar with my boss? Do you know her real name?" "No." "What do you mean none? Even orphans who grew up in a welfare house have their names given by the orphanage director. I asked Bruno, in your Thawville, no name means no name." "Why bother knowing her name when she's already dead?" "Why can't we build a monument for her?" "Were you part of a funeral team in your past life? Addicted to setting up monuments?" "What I meant is to carve her real name on it." As they were talking, Luke got to the front of the vehicle, puzzled he asked, "How did you end up driving a vehicle from God Armed Alliance?" "More than that, we will be staying at God Armed Alliance tonight." Valentina opened the car door and got in, "Hurry up and get in." - "Mr. William, do we really not need to look into Miss Ricardo's background?" Leonard couldn't help but ask William's opinion again three days later, saying, "Aren't you curious or weirded out?" "Miss Ricardo, a teenager, having such terrifying skills is too..." Leonard recalled the arena that day and couldn't find the right word. "Too unscientific." Even now, Leonard still feels it's unreal, if not for witnessing it personally, he wouldn't believe it no matter what. "Also, I remember Young Master Lewis looked into a bit of basic information about Miss Ricardo, she has never left Mapleville since her childhood. But, I heard that Miss Ricardo has a standard Montavia accent when speaking English that day, she must have stayed in the Montavia." It's too strange. At this moment, William, standing on the second-floor corridor, saw a figure came in through the front door, he said, "Let's see." "Should I investigate her? What if she finds out? She will definitely not be pleased, will she?" From the first meeting, a glimpse through the car window, William could already sense that Valentina was not someone with a good temper. As William was still undecided about Valentina's identity... In the the the the Shadow, however, they have already dug up information on three generations of Valentina's ancestors. "Boss, we've checked already. This Chinese girl named Valentina has never left Mapleville since she was a child, and she never had any connection with our organization's Victoria. Even three generations of Ricardo family, including this one, are all ordinary people." "This girl didn't stand out from the crowd when she was younger. However, something strange happened three months ago, where her temperament abruptly changed as if she had become a whole different person. But our investigations didn't turn up any suspicious points." The man addressed as the boss said, “Three months ago? Isn’t that when Victoria died?” "Correct. We also found out something else. The girl is not actually Ricardo family biological child, but from the Doyle family in Biddeford." Valentina went upstairs, planning to return to her room to rest, but ran into William in the hallway. Her room was specially prepared by William, separate from where Bruno and others were staying. In the entire God Armed Alliance, the quietest place belonged to William, Valentina naturally had no reason to refuse. "Isn't Mr. Felton resting yet? Are you waiting for me?" "Miss Ricardo is a guest. It's only right for me to wait." "Mr. Felton is really too courteous." As Valentina spoke, she was about to open the door. Her hand was already on the door handle. Then she heard him say suddenly: "The room is rather large. If Miss Ricardo is afraid of sleeping alone, I'd be glad to keep you company." Valentina's hand, which was just about to open the door, paused. She turned her head to look at him, her smile not reaching her eyes as she answered, "Mr. Felton, have you gotten addicted to sleeping on the sofa?" "Miss Ricardo, if you need, not to mention the sofa, even the floor would do." Valentina withdrew her hand; she turned around, embracing her arms and lazily leaned against the door. Her eyes swept over the man from head to toe. William was left bewildered by her subtle gaze. Then she blurted out a question, "Mr. Felton, you can't beat me, can you?" "What do you mean, Miss Ricardo?" "Literally." Recalling the fierce image of Valentina knocking down each mercenary in the fighting arena, William responded, "There are very few people in the world who could be your match, Miss Ricardo." Valentina stifled her laugh, "So, you are not afraid that I might break you?" What Valentina wanted to say was, 'someone like you, I could break eight at once without even panting.' Caught between laughter and tears, William replied, "Miss Ricardo, you really are humorous." "Mr. Felton is equally humorous." After saying so, Valentina opened the door and went inside. Blackwater is planning to establish its territory, recruiting troops and buying horses, despite the large project and numerous affairs, fortunately, Valentina doesn't have to worry. William exited the room, receiving a call from his nephew, Lewis. "Uncle William, I have finished the task here, and can leave for Chadron this afternoon." Upon hearing this, William, standing in the corridor, looked down at the girl sitting on the sofa in the hall below, telling Lewis, who had already packed his luggage and prepared to depart, "You don't need to come here, just go back to the country directly, manage the company affairs on my behalf." "But..." Lewis seemed confused. He had just been told to go to Chadron for experience, and now all of a sudden he was being told not to go. "Is there a problem?" "No... it's just that, Grandma has picked out a fiancée for you. She's Miss Doyle from the Doyle family. The idea was for me to head over to Chadron to take care of some affairs and allow you to return to our country earlier to meet Miss Doyle." "I'm not interested in Miss Doyle. Please relay my message to the family. You can go back to our country." After finishing his sentence, without waiting for Lewis's response, William hung up the call. As William came down the stairs, Before he even got close to the couch, he heard a voice message playing on a girl's phone: "Baby, I've been encountering one trouble after another here, and now I’m in Morocco. I won't be able to make it to Chadron for now." Followed by another message: "I heard you broke a record at the gaming tournament. It’s not really a ‘break record’ after all, since there were only a handful of people against you. I bought a few bottles of good wine as a reward for you. Give me an address, I’ll send it to you." It was a young man's voice. William gradually stopped in his tracks. Valentina sent a voice reply: "A few bottles might not be enough. Just a few days ago, I drank several bottles of someone else's wine. I still owe them." "Owe? Are the wines that expensive?" "There seems to be one that costs 600,000 yuan, the rest are cheaper, around tens of thousands." "Have you fucking gone bankrupt?!" Grey suddenly exploded. Then quickly added: "No, baby, are you joking with me? When did you become so easy to support? Are you tired of eating delicacies and now want to eat plain rice and vegetables? Aren't you afraid that wine of several hundred thousand will sting your throat? In the past, even if the wine was worth several hundred thousand, you would disdain to soak your feet in it because you thought it didn't smell good, right?"