Lola didn't quite understand Caesar's words. She tilted her head and let out a short, confused "Hmm"?Bullying a fool doesn't bring much sense of achievement. Moreover, if she spanked this little fool now, she would only resort to tantrums and crying, which would launch a devastating attack on Caesar's ears.After weighing the pros and cons, Caesar decided not to bother with Lola's little brain and strange thoughts for now.As they passed the campus where Lola had been, she pressed both hands against the glass, staring at the students who were leaving school and the beautiful shops outside, selling exquisite and clean ice cream and candy. The afterglow of the sunset was split into many tiny pieces of light by the water sprayed from the blue-bottomed white whale fountain.Caesar asked, "Want some?"Lola nodded vigorously.Caesar put on his mask and got out of the car. He held Lola's hand like a normal couple. Lola hopped around by Caesar's side, stepping on the blue squares on the floo
Just a second before Lola reached out to pull the big ears, Caesar hugged her in time.Lola leaned against his arm and, looking over Caesar's shoulder, still reluctantly looked at the donkey's two big ears.Lola said, "Caesar, can't I touch its ears?"Caesar said, "If your head can be harder than its hooves, I think you can."Unfortunately, it couldn't be.If Lola's fragile skull were kicked, it would only be like fragile almond jelly falling on the ground, smashing into a big mess.Her head was full of water, seemingly stubborn, but actually so fragile that it could break at a touch.A distance from the cabin, Caesar was preparing to educate Lola not to touch animals bigger than her casually—However, Lola leaned on Caesar's arm and, out of earshot, whispered, "Caesar, the man behind the cabin is a bit strange."Caesar looked down."He has a bug on him. When I ran over just now, I smelled a slight smell of ethanol on him," Lola said, "Caesar, the guy who gave me a headache, smells ex
When she gets old, she also wants to dress so beautifully, but not in such formal suits that would restrict her movements and seriously affect her ability to square dance.She didn't know if Caesar would dance with her. Would such a traditional person dance the waltz?As Caesar was making his New Year's speech to all the citizens, a woman with brown curly hair in the live broadcast suddenly raised a gun and fired a shot at Caesar--Lola screamed, "Caesar!!!"Caesar in the live broadcast wouldn't hear her voice, but he wasn't shot either.His bodyguard protected him in time. The curly-haired woman who had infiltrated was hit in her right arm and fell straight down. A large number of armed personnel rushed up and successfully apprehended her.The live broadcast was chaotic, the crowd panicked, and only the journalists and photographers were still working. The reporter held the microphone and, even though she was pushed about, she excitedly exp
The speech ended, applause thundered, and Caesar bowed deeply. He turned around and left the venue safely under the escort of special forces and bodyguards. He bent over to get into the car, and Arthur handed him a glass of water. Caesar took a sip and asked, "How is that person?"Arthur said in a low voice, "She has been controlled, indeed she had hidden cyanide in her button."Caesar nodded, "Temporarily detain her."This assassination attempt was tacitly permitted by Caesar — Lola caught a suspicious person hidden by Herman's side using her sense of smell. After a strict interrogation, the person voluntarily confessed to today's assassination attempt.Caesar deliberately let her in.He closed his eyes, took a brief rest, and then heard someone knocking on the car window. Caesar rolled down the glass window and saw an angry face — it was Robert, the father of the Education Minister Keynes.This man, who is engrossed in politics
Lola couldn't be sure when Caesar started to be suspicious, she carefully reviewed their conversation tonight, but the feeling of being nibbled by small fish in a hot spring made her unable to concentrate.When did Caesar realize her memory had returned? He seemed normal when he just got home - was it when Lola couldn't hold back and probed about his speech on the Asti people?Or from the moment she deliberately baited Caesar to say the nickname?Lola was puzzled.The warm water soaked her whole body, Caesar's forearm was blocking her neck, and Lola had to lift her chin, like a fish waiting to be slaughtered on a chopping board - no, she was not a fish, she was an agile rabbit that could ambush eagles.But the warm kiss stopped the rabbit's counterattack, like being soaked in a winter hot spring, Lola closed her eyes, her fingers hanging down, grabbing Caesar's silver hair.This pervert.The jasmine on the table was fragrant and beautiful, Caesar, who had been splashed with the fragra
Duke Salieri was stunned for a moment, then angrily accused Caesar, "What nonsense are you talking about? Dolores has been dead for so many years, she can't possibly—"Lola hid behind Caesar, even though Caesar was holding her head, she still stubbornly popped out like a sprout pushing forcefully through a rock in spring. She earnestly said to Duke Salieri, "If you don't believe it, you can use your own hair and Antonio's hair to do a DNA comparison — oh, my mother Ms. Dolores has been dead for many years, but you can use my genes to redo the sibling kinship test. I think you should be able to get some results."Duchess Salieri covered her chest with her hand, her frail body unable to withstand such a shock. She turned to look at Duke Salieri, her voice trembling, "Did you really betray me?""Be calm," Duke Salieri, unable to bear it any longer, lowered his voice to remind his wife, "Dolores has been dead for over a decade."Duchess Salieri's tears flowed, "You didn't even spare the b
"Caesar refrained from taking painkillers.""Lola enjoyed five succulent oranges."Unclear if it was the energy of spring awakening around her, but the gunshot wound on Lola's shoulder began to itch subtly, akin to young grass buds pushing through the soil, an itch almost unbearable. She found solace in crisp, sweet, refreshing fruits, recently favoring oranges, but she detested peeling them herself—it would harm her newly manicured, beautiful nails. Lola's nails were moderate in length, not a hindrance to her shooting. Adorning them were images of the charming Peppa Pig family, while Emilia's boasted a pack of big bad wolves. Caesar ridiculed their nails as kindergarten craft, even as he tossed peeled oranges to Lola—she devoured half in one bite, her way of eating an impressive sight. Caesar had long abandoned any expectations of ladylike behavior from Lola. From Salleri's mansion to the airport, then to Caesar's private airfield, Lola was constantly yawning, fighting off fatigu
Lola didn't kill Stan, she merely shot him by shattering both his arms and legs.She didn't have a concept of "father". Lola didn't harbor such notions. If it weren't for the fact that Caesar still needed Stan to uncover some truths, her first shot would have targeted his heart.She wouldn't hesitate, except for Caesar.In the vast underground lab, there were only ten guards, the rest were powerless researchers. When Monica got the news, she promptly arrived to clean up and immediately sealed off the entire underground lab.Lola didn't participate in what followed; she was somewhat hungry and needed to eat—strangely enough, she felt she needed to consume more food than before as if her body was burning more energy. It was like an old car consuming more fuel.However, it wasn't a problem. Lola's backpack was filled with chocolates, candies, and energy bars. She gobbled these quick energy boosters, although her teeth felt a bit sore. Maybe she needed to see a dentist? With such a thoug