Holder Manor Secret

No matter how long the night is, the dawn will always come.

The baron's funeral was far more respectable than his wedding.Countless people stood in the morning light and listened to the pastor's mourning for the most honorable person in Reese Town.Some of the older gentlemen even wept, as if they were attending their own funeral.

The baron's young lady was crying uncontrollably, and the women supported her like a mad calf.Of course, she is much more beautiful than a calf, and if the baron leaves enough inheritance for her, she can find ten lovers to heal her pain.

Almina watched the funeral procession coldly. How many people were crying for her father?Appropriate joy and sorrow was one of the first lessons their mother taught them, and they will do the same for the next generation.

She held George for a while, then handed him over to the maid.

Shortly after the funeral, several adults remained at the manor.They need to read the Baron's will and guarantee that everything will be done according to it.

"I am very sorry for the loss of all of you."

Wills are long but uncomplicated, and subject to legal restrictions, most property and land must be left to a sole male heir.Had George been of age, several of the ladies would not have even been mentioned in the will.But that was the crux of the matter—George was only a few months old.

Almina embraced Anna, the only young lady in the Holder family who was not engaged, and nervously grabbed the elder sister's skirt. Her future will be written by this flimsy will, how unfair it is .

Hughes sat next to Almina, Andrew and Almina sat on the opposite chair, and Evelyn sat on a single chair.They waited, listening quietly to the reading of the will.George was sleeping peacefully in his little bed, the new baron not knowing what he would gain and what he would lose.

"...I will grant the custody of Anna to my eldest daughter, Almina. I believe that my daughter, Almina, and her husband will take good care of her and maintain her noble qualities until she is of marriageable age... ..."

Almina and Hughes looked at each other, she turned her face and kissed Anna's hair, lowered her eyes, covering up her inner excitement.

"My only son, George, deserves to be the next Baron...Since he is still underage, he needs a gentleman of high moral character and respect to raise him..."

Evelyn stood up suddenly, and several adults looked at her in disapproval.

"Oh... sorry..." Evelyn managed to smile.Vivienne gave her husband a look, and the curly-haired young man took her hand.

"Please sit down, ma'am."

the justice said sternly.

The will goes on.

"...until he was 16 years old, completed his studies, and entered into a marriage contract... I entrusted this difficult responsibility to my dear friend, Chidar. Hope..."

Chidal is the name of the chief justice. He has known the previous baron for many years and is highly respected in Reese Town.

No one can doubt his quality.

The young, former baroness's wife clutched her skirt tightly.Strong unease hit her thin body.

She anxiously awaited what her husband would do for her.

But it's over.

The adult sorted out the two pages of paper in his hand, two thin pages that were densely written.Then put them in the bag and stand up.

"Please wait a moment!" cried the old baroness, although she was still very young, but now, her title already needs a prefix. "What about me? What's that part of me?"

"No, ma'am."

He answered very coldly and politely.

"That's what a will is."

The lord left the manor quickly.

Evelyn's face turned pale, and she quickly glanced at the ladies and gentlemen present, they were obviously very satisfied with the result, the gentlemen chatted softly, and the justice's face was filled with a look that was different from funerals. The brilliance to match.

"My lord..." Evelyn lifted her skirt and leaned over, a pleading expression appeared on her face, and the eyes were filled with undulating water, "You are a noble and respected gentleman, please You tell me how I'm going to live after I've lost my only husband."

The justice said gently: "Please rest assured, ma'am. My friend, the deceased Baron Holder, has a mansion in Mograt, where you will continue to live a secure life."

Mograt is remote, cold and desolate.Evelyn made a weeping expression. "I am a lady, how can I live in that kind of place? Your honor, please allow me to stay in the manor. George is still so young, he needs a mother to accompany him."

"No need." Almina said stiffly.Her face was stern, which made people retreat.

"Why give her money and a house?" Almina raised her voice, her cheeks flushed with rage, "I wouldn't give her a penny! Let her go to work, or find another man, like Like she used to do."

"She will do it, my sister." Vivienne said affirmatively, "She can't stay in that kind of place for long. Andrew's father is a justice after all, he can't show no mercy to a lady, at least in the eyes of others, he can not."

"There are servants and livestock there, and we will send you the monthly expenses for that month," the justice continued.

Evelyn wanted to say something else, but Almina sneered, "Of course, you can also refuse."

Evelyn stopped talking.

Edward awoke from his bed with his valet kneeling beside his bed. "Thank God you're finally awake."

"What happened?" Edward held his forehead, he was dizzy and his limbs were weak.The servant hurriedly put the pillow behind him.

"You have a high fever, and the doctor has already come."

Edward was immersed in groggy, his thoughts immersed in a deep obscurity, ups and downs in mist and mud.The blond young man is the only source of light.

I am devastated by the loss of all I love.

Edward vaguely recalled that his heart was weighed down by the toad in the mire.

I have lost everything I love.

The servants took good care of Edward.If it was in the Brook Manor, the butler Barton would definitely punish him severely, or even drive him away.But now they are in Holder Manor, and several ladies are running around for the will, so naturally no one reprimands him.

"Master, what else do you need? Mrs. McLeod has come to see you, do you need to let her know that you have woken up?"

Edward looked up.

"Almina? Is the will published now?"

He suddenly sat up, "Quick, get my clothes! Is the lawyer here? How is it now? I have to go!"

The servant was startled by Edward. "Master, master! It's already afternoon, and the will has already been read out."

"what?!"

Edward was shocked, "What about the content, what is the content?"

"Your nephew has inherited the title, and your honor is the guardian. Miss Anna will be raised by Mrs. McLeod. The old baroness will be sent to Mograt. Master, do you want to change your clothes now?"

Edward froze for a moment, he nodded subconsciously, but he could only follow the servant's guidance.The baron left the best arrangements for each of his relatives, and it was finally over.

No one needs him, and those who need him are gone.