Chapter 1242 I Can Guarantee Your Safety
Remembering that the man was there to offer help, Cecilia put away the disgust on her face and forced a smile. “What brings you to Crimson Palace?” she asked.
“You’re as beautiful as the rumors have it, Lady Jingle,” the young man replied with his gaze still locked on Cecilia.
“I’m Angelo Calderon, and I came in response to the announcement you put up, Lady Jingle,” he replied, wiping his watering mouth.
Cecilia’s eyes darkened when she saw his rakish behavior, but she reminded herself to maintain her smile for the sake of soliciting his help.
“Since you came to aid us, I’m sure you’re prepared to face our enemy,” she said.
Cecilia doubted Angelo’s ability to contest Peyton, for one must be formidable to withstand that man and Divine Beast Sect’s power. No ordinary man would dare to challenge Peyton.
“I know what I signed up for. That pervert is nothing. He’ll go on his knees once he sees me. I’m sure he won’t dare set foot at Crimson Palace as long as I’m here,” the man stated confidently as he looked at Cecilia.
“By the way, I hope you live up to your promise once this is over, Lady Jingle,” he added.
Cecilia blushed and bit her lip. “I will deliver my end of the promise as long as you’re able to save Crimson Palace!” she assured.
“Ha! Good. I warrant that nothing will befall Crimson Palace!” Angelo exclaimed, eyeing her lecherously before breaking into a hearty chortle.
“Mr. Calderon, you’d better remember that Divine Beast Sect is behind Peyton. You have to—”
“You don’t have to worry about anything. Even Divine Beast Sect will have to take me seriously once they know who my father is,” Angelo interrupted as he waved his hand dismissively.
Cecilia paused. Is he from a prominent family? If he is, his family has got to be really influential.
“May I know who your father is?” Cecilia inquired, wanting to know who this man was that Angelo claimed to be superior to Divine Beast Sect.
“You don’t have to know that, Lady Jingle. You just need to know that I can protect Crimson Palace.”
Since the man refused to answer her question, Cecilia decided to just let it slide.
“Fine. Come in, then,” Cecilia invited, bending her body slightly to beckon the man in.
Angelo was even more excited when he saw Cecilia’s bare skin around the chest.
He walked toward her, wanting to hold her hand, but Cecilia dodged his hand agilely.
“Lady Jingle,” he called, taken aback, “are you regretting your promise now? You said you would sleep with anyone who saves Crimson Palace.”
His crude remarks made Cecilia flush.
“Yes, Mr. Calderon. I did make a promise, but it is still not the time to fulfill my promise yet. Peyton is still not here. I will marry you once you fight him off,” Cecilia replied, feeling uncomfortable.
“Well, then, I hope he comes soon!” Angelo said in disappointment as he walked into the palace, but his face changed when he beheld the sight of the palace.
His lustful gaze swept greedily across every corner of the palace seeing all the women in Crimson Palace, and his behavior disgusted Cecilia.
“Lady Jingle, you know, you can send me any of these women if you can’t keep me company tonight. I’ve heard that all the disciples here are pretty,” he babbled.
Cecilia was enraged by his vulgarity but forced her emotion back and said, “Don’t worry, Mr. Calderon. We will reward you generously when you get rid of Peyton. We will give you anything you want then.”
