Noble Villa [Whistling]

"Isa, my little baby, your crying broke my heart." Mrs. Linton rushed in, hugged her little baby, and sang a soft lullaby.

Although Yisha is very delicate, she is a very coaxable child.As long as she gets the attention she wants, she will soon fall asleep obediently.Mrs. Linton put Isabella gently in the cradle, took the candle and went out.

"Mom." Edgar opened his mouth, trying to explain something.

"Edgar, I've told you many times, you are an older brother, don't bully your little sister." Mrs. Linton changed her gentleness towards Isabella and educated her fiercely.

"I know, Mom. I swear I didn't mean to yell at her." Edgar sighed, knowing that the most sensible way for him now is to admit his mistake as soon as possible, so as not to arouse his mother's greater anger.

"I'm very tired. I hope you will remember the lesson from this time." In front of the servants, Mrs. Linton quickly recovered her glamor and arrogance as before.After warning Edgar, she left.

After losing sight of his mother, Edgar quickly turned his head and gave his father who had been watching the show a hard look.

Mr. Linton gave up his act of pretending to read the newspaper, and smiled awkwardly at Edgar.

"Excessive, what is the gentleman's code?" Edgar walked towards his father angrily, sat down on the sofa, and looked at him provocatively with his two small arms in his arms.

"Humility, honesty, mercy, valor, justice..." Mr. Linton recited skillfully.

"Enough is enough, as long as you remember." Edgar interrupted his father, "Then why don't you explain to me, you have also seen how pestering Isabella is."

"Okay, okay, even if it's my fault, forgive your nervous mother and sister." Mr. Linton said with a generous smile.

"Why do you always do this? I don't understand." Edgar asked puzzled and dissatisfied, "Why do you have to bear the mistakes that are obviously not yours? Isn't it fair?"

"My dear, what are the last few items of the gentleman's code, do you remember?" asked Mr. Linton.

Edgar sat silently, not intending to speak at all.

Mr. Linton also had no intention of waiting, and he quickly answered the question himself: "Sacrifice, honor, spirit. I think your tutor has explained the specific meaning to you."

"However, Isabella will always get the best." Edgar said dissatisfied, "You have always valued her far more than me."

"Edgar, you are an older brother. You will get everything you want, but Isabella cannot." Mr. Linton said seriously, "I told you since I was a child that an older brother's bounden duty is to take care of his younger sister."

"But Dad, have you ever thought about what would happen if I didn't have a son?" Edgar asked carefully.

"What did you say?" Mr. Linton was taken aback and asked strangely.

"I mean, if my future wife can only bear me a daughter. According to the law, Isabella is my sole heir, isn't it?" Edgar said solemnly.

Mr. Linton gave Edgar a deep look, as if to pierce his body and see into his soul.

Edgar paused in his heart. He knew that his father was very smart, but he didn't know how far his father could guess or accept it. "Dad?" Edgar asked.

Mr. Linton shook his head to shake off all the strange thoughts that suddenly came to him.He smiled lightly and said: "After listening to what the nanny said to me these days, I was still considering whether to replace you with a better tutor."

"Ok?"

"Now it seems that I was too worried. Your tutor is not incompetent. In fact, he is just a little too conscientious. What do you think I should do, my dear?" Mr. Linton has always been determined, completely No need to be reminded by others.But he still made a distressed look, as if he was really consulting his son.

"Father, you can't do this, you know I like my teacher very much, and he never taught me wrong things." Edgar opened his eyes and shouted in surprise.