My Virtual Girlfriend Is Actually a Lady From the Richest Family

That there was a possibility of the Rothschild Family finding out after one week was enough to make David happy. He had a more comfortable breakfast.

"Besides, they still have to find out who killed Lancelot," Jane added suddenly.

Hearing that, David's eyes lit up.

"Wouldn't it be better if we eliminate the evidence like sending a bomb to the mansion to erase all traces?" he said.

"No need to go that far, the current one is enough," Jane replied, shaking her head.

"Why?" asked David.

"They don't need proof, they just need an estimate of who might be the culprit. Whatever we do, they'll be able to deduce that we're the culprits within a few moments." Jane explained.

David nodded lightly at that, no longer saying anything.

After this, they would return to the university.

***

University of Paris!

As usual, it was very lively in the morning.

The students, men and women gathered with their circles, discussing various matters of yesterday and last night.

David's keen hearing allowed him to hear many conversations.

Most of course were dirty conversations, some men bragging about their achievements on the mattress.

David just smiled at the nonsense, which he considered insignificant.

It just so happened that their class was about to start, so David and Jane went straight to class.

They had nothing else to do since they had already finished breakfast.

In class, nothing was different except for the middle.

As David looked at the window, he saw a woman standing in front of the university gate.

The woman had long blonde hair that was straight down, wearing a clean white robe.

Her beauty and calm plus pure expression captivated the passersby.

Some men whistled at her but she didn't seem to hear any of it.

However, she was different from other women who were indifferent. Her disregard for people was a purity.

David rolled his eyes when he saw her.

Jane also found her presence. She nudged David's hand as if asking him not to play around.

Unfortunately, she didn't speak her mind, so David could pretend not to understand what she meant.

Charlotte who was standing below observed the university building quite carefully.

She was obviously looking for someone, more like him, but he was sure she wouldn't find him just by standing there.

Every time he thought about her true nature while on the surface she continued to act like a pure lady, David felt like laughing.

Of course, he would see her since she had come to see him.

Only, it was a little difficult since he had Jane by his side.

Without any special reason, Jane would probably not leave, not even leave at all. She would stay with him and sleep together.

Perhaps the only one who could keep Jane busy was her mother.

When thinking about that, David's eyes lit up for a moment. He felt that maybe he could ask Evelyn to keep Jane busy, but that idea sounded really bad even to himself.

Wouldn't that be too much?

David decided not to go that far, just going to let things play out in the usual way. He was sure good intentions would result in a better scenario

Class finished not long after.

Surprisingly enough, Isabel appeared as they exited the classroom.

"Miss Jane, Dr. Audrey wants to see you," Isabel said to Jane, pretending not to be familiar with David.

Hearing that, David showed a strange look, thinking that the good scenario he had in mind had already appeared. Jane couldn't possibly not go now.

Jane nodded to Isabel and then looked at David.

"I have to leave first for a while, don't go anywhere," she said.

She followed Isabel after that.

David just smiled at her words, feeling at ease from gaining freedom.

He quickly left, exiting the university building.

When he arrived there, that Holy Woman, Charlotte, instantly discovered his whereabouts.

She continued to stare at him, unfortunately she was clearly hesitant if she should approach him in this place that could be said to be very crowded.

David looked back at her, smiling faintly at her.

However, he didn't go straight to her, he went to get his motorcycle, which he had left at this university.

After getting on his motorcycle, he went straight to the woman.

Vrom!

He stopped right in front of her.

"Come up if you want to talk to me," David said without preamble.

His words almost made her mouth open.

She seemed to be too shocked.

David's words did not make sense, how could he ask her to get on that motorcycle. Didn't he see that she was wearing a robe? Even with long pants, it was still quite difficult to get onto the back seat of that motorcycle, let alone with a robe. It was only suitable for women wearing shorts.

Secretly, Charlotte thought, 'this bastard is deliberately making things difficult for me.'

She felt like showing her angry expression, but had to restrain herself because in public she needed to continue being pure. Besides, some people might recognize her as the Holy Woman of the Vatican.

The fact that she met a man was already something astonishing.

People were indeed surprised to see David approach a woman who seemed to have come from a church. They wondered if they knew each other. If they knew each other, did they have a special relationship? But that shouldn't be possible because church women are not allowed to marry.

However, that a church lady came to this place was also strange, there was no way she just came for no purpose.

Charlotte was silent for quite a while, occasionally glancing down before she finally said something.

"Sorry, I'll just walk," she said in a polite and pure tone.

After saying that, she stepped to the left, walking on the sidewalk.

Her steps also looked slow, as if she was weak and helpless.

David didn't immediately follow her because her slow pace would only make it harder for him to ride his motorcycle.

When she arrived in front of a narrow alley, she suddenly entered into it with a quick movement.

It seemed that she had already chosen a place to meet.

David laughed softly before heading into the alley.

From the outside, it looked dark. Being lazy to get off his motorcycle, David entered the alley on his motorcycle, heading towards its end where the woman was waiting.

Her expression was no longer calm and pure. It was now fickle. Even her palms were clenched occasionally.

David stopped in front of her, turning off the motorcycle's engine.

"Are you holding a grudge, lady?" David asked her.

He didn't hesitate to taunt her.

"Delete the video," she replied, asking for it again.

"I suggest not to talk that nonsense to me, you should realize that you can't do anything to me," David replied, giving her a warning so that her expression became rather ugly.

"Hmph!" She snorted softly.

"What do you want from me?" she asked.

"There are many things, of course." David calmly gave her an answer.

It left the woman almost breathless.

"Don't act as if you hate me," he continued as he saw her expression.

After saying that, his hand moved quickly to her chin, giving it a pinch.

"You?" The woman was very surprised, spontaneously taking a step back.

"You're not a pure woman, stop continuing to pretend as if you are," David said, making the woman's ears appear red.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm down.

After calming down, she said, "David, that's your name, right? Regardless, I am still the Holy Woman of the Vatican. I expect you to show respect in front of me. Don't try to touch me again, it's forbidden by church rules."

When talking about that, she looked very serious even though it only made David think she was funny even more.

"Miss Vatican, you must be very curious about sexual intercourse, right? You seemed to enjoy watching that video so much," David said.

Charlotte, "..."

David's words this time seemed to make her expression change. The skin on her face sometimes flushed and sometimes turned pale.

"How many times have you fantasized about being with a man in the bedroom?" asked David, continuing his words, only further rendering Charlotte helpless.

Making her helpless was really very easy, it only took words.

"Hmmm, I don't think that's the right question, you must imagine that every day, especially when you want to sleep."

"Dog!" The woman replied, kicking the front tire of David's motorcycle.

She seemed to be feeling very humiliated right now.

"Be casual," David said, asking her to relax.

"Like I said, your secret is safe with me. All you have to do is obey me."

"And what do you do when I obey?" asked Charlotte in response.

Her lips still pouted occasionally.

"Obviously I want your help against the Vatican. It's inevitable because they won't stop fighting me. Yeah, maybe it's a conflict that can't be avoided because there are two different ambitions," David replied.

Surprisingly when he said that, Charlotte only knitted her eyebrows. She didn't protest or seem to mind. It just showed that she didn't really care about the Vatican.

"Do you agree?" asked David.

He still wanted confirmation from her.

"Is there anything else?" She asked back, but the question was already a confirmation that she didn't mind.