Noble Villa [Whistling]

Seeing that Rody and Isabella joined each other, as Edgar expected, people's discussion was much quieter.Isabella has always been petite, and everyone has always treated her like a child.But when she waltzed in the middle of the dance floor with Roddy, people suddenly found that her figure had the lightness of a woman.

In contrast, the situation upstairs is much worse.

"Shut up, every word I hear from you now feels like a lie." Mary was aggressive. She had always been a strong existence, but she became soft only for the sake of the child.

Linton expected it before the announcement, and listened silently to his wife's accusations against him.

"You are a bastard. I didn't know anything about such an important thing before. You made me a laughing stock, and it was still where I grew up." Mary continued to shout angrily.

"I'm a fool to tell everyone you've been good to me, and when Mrs Earnshaw cried to me I thought it was a good thing that didn't happen to me. Oh my God! How I am A fool would believe what you said so much." Mary walked while recalling the past.As she turned to the bed, she suddenly felt that her anger was irrepressible, and she picked up the pillow and threw it at Linton.

What Mary didn't expect was that the moment the pillow was thrown out, her own bracelet also flew out.It was a pure gold bracelet, very pretty and very heavy.

Linton didn't move, he stood there straight, like a tree.The bracelet was smashed very accurately, and Linton's forehead was smashed. There was a short cut, but the blood coming out was a bit scary.

"Why don't you talk, bastard, explain!" Mary was tired of talking, and realized that she was a bit too much.Still holding her chin high, she was born noble, and she will always be proud.

"Now, are you feeling better?" Linton asked, taking out the handkerchief in his pocket to cover the wound.

"Humph."

"If you are still not satisfied, you can continue to vent your anger, and I promise not to fight back. If you are much better, please sit down and let me explain. But there is only one request, don't interrupt me." Linton took off the handkerchief and said.

"Say." Mary lay down on the bed, her tone was cold, but Linton knew it meant she was going to stop.

Linton smiled and said, "I adopted an adopted son, our former horse boy Mike."

"I know."

"Then let me tell you something you don't know, my dear," said Linton. "That boy, you may have noticed, has a heavy workload for his age. But he reads a lot, whatever he can find I read all the books, and even regularly go to the town cafes to collect unwanted discarded newspapers.”

"so?"

"So I saw it. He endured all the blank stares and ridicules, figuring out the meaning of those sentences word by word, which is simply amazing."

"What do you want to explain? He is very hardworking?"

"Yes, this is the opportunity for me to notice him. If I want to explain the reason to you, I think I should start from the beginning." Linton approached a little bit, and finally sat on the edge of the bed.

"Even so, even if you subsidize me, it's tolerable. Do you have to adopt?" Mary still couldn't understand.

"I occasionally inspected him later, and I found that this child is not very smart, but he has a keen intuition." Edgar continued.

"Be clear."

"To put it simply, he has a natural decision-making ability for business. This is a talent, an extremely rare talent." Edgar became more and more excited as he talked, "My father, Mr. This talent has lost a lot of property, and even almost went bankrupt. You know I used to study finance, but what I studied, that kid came up with the same answer with his own intuition!"