Chapitre 1844: A Moral Drama and Watching a Battle

Natasha looked at the screen. The female leader had taken off her coat and was only wearing lingerie underneath as she kissed a man. Natasha couldn't help but take a serious, closer look.

Then, she couldn't help nodding. "She is indeed a little old. Also, she has a freckle problem."

Luke tapped his glasses, and the yellow lenses he was wearing projected another image. "I'm talking about the man."

It was an official profile photo of the man. "Daniel DeCobray, a baron. This lady is his wife, and they have been married for half a year. She is a genuine baroness."

"Is there a problem with this baron?" Natasha was curious. This sort of person sounded very interesting.

Looking at his profile, she gave a light "oh" of surprise. "This baron is a scientist. He has a particle physics research lab on the outskirts of Paris. Hm, he even has a particle accelerator. He's indeed rich."

There was nothing else to say.