"…My family has some status in the American Magical Congress, and we also engage in some business related to potions. Perhaps we may have opportunities to cooperate in the future. So, this beautiful lady, could you tell me your name?"
Wilson spoke in a strange tone, as if he were deliberately pinching his throat. While speaking, he frivolously bent down and extended his hand toward Mrs. Flamel, looking as if he intended to perform a hand-kissing gesture.
This action scared Old Victoria so much that her face turned dark.
Mrs. Flamel instead sneered with disdain, "So it turns out to be a nouveau riche from America. No wonder I've been smelling a stench since earlier."
"You!"
Old Wilson's eyes widened, about to erupt, but just then Old Victoria, seeing things about to go wrong, quickly stepped between the two to smooth things over, "Hey! Hey! Don't be like this! Mrs. Flamel, Mr. Wilson, how about we go to the parlor inside to talk? Give me some face, give me some face!"
With Old Victoria's persuasion, Old Wilson finally had a way to step down. He coldly snorted and pompously straightened his collar.
Mrs. Flamel said nothing more. But the smile on her face grew colder and colder.
Seeing that neither of them rejected the suggestion, Old Victoria smiled and guided them in the direction.
At the same time, he turned his head and said to Link, "Little Link, you go inside and play with Emily and the others first. Elson, quickly lead Little Link inside."
"Yes! Sir!" An old butler with silver-white hair heard the words and quickly walked up.
But before he could say anything to Link, Draco in the distance suddenly broke free from his mother's hand, dashed in front of everyone, and raised his hand, saying, "Let me take Link."
These words stunned everyone present.
But looking at Draco's face, nervous and forced-smiling, no one refused.
Seeing this, Draco hurriedly grabbed Link's hand and quickly led him through a corridor behind the hall.
Being dragged along, Link looked at Draco with some confusion. In his impression, Draco wasn't the type of person who liked helping others.
Him volunteering like this must mean he has another agenda.
Sure enough, as soon as the two stepped into the corridor, Draco turned his head and said, "Link! You came this time to deal with the Wilson family, didn't you?"
Looking at his excited expression, Link calmly asked back, "Where did you hear that from?"
"Oh come on, Link! Anyone can see it!" Draco waved his hand and continued, "Listen to me, you don't have to worry too much. I've already inquired."
"This Wilson family is just a bunch of nouveau riche. A few decades ago, they were still just ordinary wizards. It wasn't until someone in their family became a congressman in the American Magical Congress that they began using that power to do some potion business. Only now have they captured 3% of the American market, they're classic weaklings!"
"The reason they've come to England this time is actually just to find a pure-blood noble from England to marry into. That way, they can wash away that stench in their blood. And at the same time, get a chance to take over some British industries."
"You must do your best, Link! Don't let them succeed at the Victoria family."
Draco rambled on explaining to Link, and he got so excited that his face started turning red.
While listening to Draco's explanation, a trace of realization flashed across Link's face.
Draco's logic did make sense, but there were some inconsistencies. Because if the Wilson family was truly as weak as Draco said, then why would Mr. Victoria risk offending the Flamel family to make contact with them?
Could this be some kind of… education?
And the most important thing was, why was Draco so invested in this?
Link's eyes narrowed slightly. Earlier, he didn't care much. After all, on British soil, their Flamel family were the real locals. Even if the Wilsons were strong dragons, they'd still have to lie low here.
But now it was different. 'Oh, you Draco, not going after your Potter, and now even starting to set your eyes on my wife?'
In that moment, Link's gaze toward Draco turned somewhat dangerous, and the atmosphere between them suddenly grew tense.
Draco instinctively took a small step back from Link, feeling his situation might not be good. And in the next moment, he heard Link speak in a bone-chilling tone, "Your Malfoy family is also planning to marry into the Victoria family?"
"Marry? You mean me and Victoria?" Draco asked back with some blankness.
Then, his expression turned extremely horrified, and even his body began to tremble violently.
"Are you kidding me? Me, together with Big Sister Victoria? You might as well just kill me!"
"Uh…"
Link was a bit surprised, because Draco's horrified look didn't seem fake.
Then that raises the question, why did Emily scare Draco this much?
With that doubt in mind, the two continued forward. After making several turns, they finally arrived at a spacious drawing room.
The decor here looked very luxurious, and the air was filled with a refreshing floral fragrance, which made people feel pleasantly relaxed.
But something odd was that, although the furniture looked antique, the walls and chandeliers were overly new, and their styles didn't match at all.
This mix of old and new inevitably made Link suspect that all these antique furnishings were deliberately arranged by Old Victoria just for show.
But that was no longer important. Because Link's attention only paused briefly on those things before being completely drawn to Emily, who was sitting on the sofa in the center of the room.
Today, Emily didn't look very happy. That face with light makeup, although stunningly beautiful, was icy cold, making people afraid to approach.
She was wearing a black lace-trimmed gown, decorated with some golden embellishments, and on her chest was a golden brooch.
This setup made Link feel strangely familiar.
Instinctively, he looked down at his own formal wear, and suddenly understood.
Emily's dress was part of the same set as his.
At that moment, Emily also finally noticed Link and Draco.
In just an instant, the frost on her face melted away, and a flower-like smile blossomed from the ice, making people irresistibly want to get closer.
"Link!" Emily shouted with joy, stood up directly, and threw herself into Link's arms.
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