British 1986

"snort!"

After looking at the car coming from behind, Allen didn't want to argue with Spencer anymore. He put his left hand in his pocket and walked slowly inside.

Seeing that Allen had calmed down, Spencer came to Allen's side and asked concernedly: "When did you come back? I just found out a few days ago that something happened to Kano, hey."

News of the old earl's accident only spread among the upper echelons. N-generation nobles like Spencer who have not inherited the title are not qualified to know. He doesn't care much about such things. If he hadn't come a few days ago, Attending the banquet, he was kept in the dark.

"Accident. Your Highness handled it personally. Don't ask any more questions."

Allen didn't want to say more about this matter, so it passed slowly.

Spencer thought that Allen was not as sad as he was in the past, so he simply changed the topic and said: "Go to my place after the evening! I will take you to have fun. I will introduce you to a few."

He wanted to introduce some girls, but then he remembered Allen's glorious deeds in the past. Spencer looked at Allen with some embarrassment and gave him a knowing look.

"You think I'm you? You're a loser. I have business to do! I don't have time to go to your place."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you have a shitty business!"

Others don't know Allen's details, but Spencer knows it too well. This guy used to have a very boring personality and didn't like to talk much. He didn't go to some activities organized by close aristocratic children. He just looked like this all day long. She is like an aristocratic lady, never leaving the door or taking a step forward.

How can something serious be done with something like this?

Allen paused, and before Spencer could react, he grabbed his neck and pressed him down. He said in a dark voice: "My inheritance tax matter is still pending. How about you go back and kill me?" They stole all my bank cards, lent me millions of pounds to support me, and asked me to pay my taxes first?”

"???"

"Millions of pounds?! Even if you sell me, I won't be able to get that much money!"

"Alan. I suddenly remembered that my sister told me later that I have something else to do. You should be busy first! Let's talk when we have time."

Spencer struggled hard, trying to pry away Allen's arm that was tightly wrapped around his neck.

"Humph. Don't you want to play with me? Are you here and want to run away?"

"."

Spencer bent over hard, learned the Eastern fist-clasping etiquette, raised his hands and said, "I call you uncle, can I call you uncle?! Please let me go."

"late!"

Allen relieved his strength slightly to make Spencer feel less depressed, and continued to turn him forward, saying as he walked: "Since you have no money, then you can contribute and help me pay off the debt. After the matter is completed, I can still Give it to you."

"oh?"

Spencer wanted to ask, but Allen's arm suddenly let go. When he straightened his head, he realized that His Royal Highness Charles was watching the two of them fighting from a distance, with a look on his face that seemed a little unhappy.

"Hmph! This is not the place to talk. If you come to Carmarthen to see me after Christmas, you will be dead if you don't come. Then I will tell you that you stole my love letters and pretended to be my replies! "

"."

"No! Uncle! You are my uncle! I was wrong! I must go find you."

Seeing Allen threatening even this kind of privacy, Spencer was completely cowed.

"you."

Charles looked at Allen and his brother-in-law who walked up to him as if nothing had happened. He didn't know what to say. Although there were not many guests at today's banquet, what could it be like for two grown men to fight and fight in the hall?

"Your Highness, Spencer and I haven't seen each other for several years. I was a little excited for a while. Do you think it's Spencer?"

"Yes, yes, your highness, you know that the relationship between Allen and I is very good!"

"Um"

Glancing left and right at the faces of Allen and Spencer, Charles reluctantly agreed to this statement.

"Walk with me."

Charles pointed to the side and led Alan towards the terrace.

Seeing Charles calling him, Allen pointed at Spencer again before leaving, and made a threatening mouth gesture to him, then turned around and trotted two steps to follow Charles.

"I've been a little busy lately. I have to attend a lot of events and I haven't been able to take care of you. What are you going to do in the future?"

After taking the cigar cut by his servant, Charles asked, tilted his head and started to light the cigar.

"???"

What to do in the future? It is not possible to just eat and wait for death. We can only make money and save our lives due to the pressure of life!

Allen organized his words and said: "Your Highness, I am planning to reorganize the family business, recently."

"okay!"

Before Allen could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Charles.

"In this way, you first go to Cambridge University to catch up on your studies, and after a few years, you will be asked to intern at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs for two years. When I go on visits in the future, you can follow me."

"."

Allen looked at Charles speechlessly.

He is almost dying of poverty, so why should he study?

"Your Highness, I have been busy with business recently, our family's inheritance tax."

Charles narrowed his eyes and looked at Allen with a flat expression. How could he not understand this reason?

It’s not like inheritance tax can’t be delayed. Small nobles don’t dare to delay it. How dare you, the Hill family, not delay it?

What's more, it's not like he doesn't know about Allen's information.

It felt uncomfortable to be stared at by Charles all the time. Allen sniffed and whispered: "Your Highness, I don't want to go to school."

"I think you are obsessed with female stars, right? If you don't want to go to school, why don't you become a bullshit director? Play around during the day and play with female stars at night? If this gets out, how will outsiders see you? This is what you said Are you busy with business?"

"."

Allen had a toothache. No one had treated him like this in years. He was scolded like he was lecturing his son.

It was not my initiative, she came here on her own.

Using his last strength, Allen was still ready to "struggle."

"Your Highness, this is it."

After perfectly covering up his plan again, Allen described it to Charles.

"Concerned about the mental health of middle-aged and elderly women in the country?" Charles looked at Allen with some suspicion.

This reason made him not know how to complain.

"Then what did you just ask Capel to give me?"

Charles remembered clearly that Capel had just given him a small gift from the Earl of Carmarthen.

A title deed.

It's still a land deed in The Gambia, Africa. It seems to be some kind of small ranch.

"Ah haha, Your Highness, don't you like hunting? I happened to have some business dealings with the people over there, so I bought a small hunting ground there and kept a few lions in captivity. When spring comes next year, you can go there and spend your time there. Vacationing, hunting.”

Allen's current network of connections is not large, but it is very strong!

His biggest supporter at present is the British Crown Prince in front of him.

No other relationship can compare with the weight of this person.

According to Allen's idea, not to mention too much, first bribe Charles to find a small hunting ground in Gambia, and then trick him into going hunting next spring, and he will be able to operate later.

Who can't use a fox to pretend to be a tiger?

By then, who among outsiders will know whether the British Crown Prince went to Gambia for hunting or to support his Allen campaign?

They didn't have the chance to ask Charles in person, so why not just let Alan say whatever he wanted?

Do you dare to believe those ignorant country officials in Gambia?