Guidebook for the Dark Duke

Evan turned around in an instant and looked towards the door of the church. There was a person standing against the light. His thin body was glowing faintly under the sunlight. His face was still indifferent, and his expression was still serious. The look in the eye of the person is still arrogant, and he can't see the look of embarrassment when he was in the alley that day.

Mrs. Lawrence jumped up from the ground almost like flying, she walked to the Duke with tears all over her face, and said with a choked voice, "You are here too, that kid John will be happy."

Duke Wilson gently took Mrs. Lawrence's bony hand, and said in a low voice, "John has been working for a year, and I am very satisfied with his work. It is only right that I come here to see him off."

The expression on Mrs. Lawrence's face could almost be regarded as gratitude. She humbly bowed her legs and saluted the Duke: "I am so grateful to you, kind Duke."

But Aliya, who was still impassioned just now, stood in the corner with her head lowered. The flush on her face had not subsided, but her beautiful eyes dimmed a bit. The Duke hated her very much. She knew that very well.

But at this moment, the Duke suddenly said, "Who was giving the speech just now?"

All eyes were on Alia's face, but Evan's expression tightened.

"It's...it's me, Your Excellency the Duke." Like a young girl, Alia saluted the Duke in a stumbling manner.

Duke Wilson looked at Alia, as if thinking of something, he turned his head to look at Dr. Hester, and whispered, "Is this your daughter?"

Dr. Hester nodded nervously.

There was a smile on the Duke's face: "You taught her well, and being able to say such a thing proves that she is not a mediocrity."

A relieved smile immediately appeared on Dr. Hester's face. It seemed that the Duke had forgiven Aliya for her recklessness last time.

"Thank you for your compliment, Your Excellency the Duke." Dr. Hester nodded slightly.

Duke Wilson nodded, and moved his gaze to Evan again, but this time he didn't mean to talk to Evan, his eyes flashed past without stopping, and Evan's heart suddenly rang , the heroine's influence is indeed infinite, he has tried his best not to let the two meet, he did not expect that there will be today's incident.

Evan looked at Mrs. Lawrence angrily for a while, but found that the poor old lady who had lost her beloved son was in shock at this moment. What the Duke said just now clearly refuted her opinion of Mrs. Lawrence. Alia's accusation, she couldn't imagine that the Duke came to mourn John, but helped Alia, a bitch, to speak.

Seeing that Mrs. Lawrence was about to ignite the flames of war again, Evan hurried forward to hold Mrs. Lawrence's arm. He couldn't let Aliya have a chance to perform. Just now, looking at Aliya's appearance, I'm afraid it was already intentional. Moved, if these two people see the right way, then the death rate in the small town of Delanell will rise rapidly.

"Mrs. Lawrence, the funeral is about to begin. You don't want any discordant things to happen at John's funeral." Evan whispered in Mrs. Lawrence's ear.

Mrs. Lawrence was startled, looked up at Evan, then nodded thoughtfully, and stood back beside Mr. Lawrence.

Evan breathed a sigh of relief for a moment, but when he turned to look at the Duke, he found that he was talking to the strange lady.

To be honest, just now Mrs. Lawrence made a sudden attack. He also looked at this lady. After all, she was the daughter-in-law chosen by the shrewd Mrs. Lawrence. All she saw was a slight sneer in her eyes. She didn't lift her eyelids from the beginning to the end, but at this moment, she was talking to the Duke with a smile on her face.

Evan only felt something strange in his heart.

"I didn't expect you to know Miss Catherine." The Duke said to Mrs. Lawrence with a smile.

Mrs. Lawrence has regained her senses at this time, but her face is still a little stiff: "John knows Miss Catherine's father."

The John that Mrs. Lawrence spoke of was Mr. Lawrence. Their father and son shared the same Christian name, and he nodded at Duke Wilson at this moment, his expression unchanged.

Duke Wilson smiled softly, but Miss Catherine took the opportunity to say: "My father attaches great importance to the friendship with Mr. Lawrence. After this incident, my father was also very sad, so he asked me to come to the funeral."

Mrs. Lawrence looked at Catherine almost guiltily: "Miss Catherine, you are such a good girl, it's a pity that you and John..."

"Mrs. Lawrence!" Before Mrs. Lawrence could finish speaking, Miss Catherine immediately interrupted her: "Today is John's funeral, so let's not say unnecessary words to affect Mr. Pastor's work." Catherine's face His smile was slightly pale.

Mrs. Lawrence also knew that she had made a slip of the tongue, and hurriedly lowered her head.

Evan stood and watched, his mind was full of thoughts, but this was not the time to think about it, so Evan immediately stepped onto the altar and began to preside over the funeral.

Duke Wilson was sitting in the first row of the pews in the church. He lowered his eyebrows and did not look at Evan. Evan felt a little awkward, but he still completed his speech to John brilliantly.

When John was finally buried in the tombs of the Lawrence family in the east of the public cemetery, Duke Wilson left again. Looking at Duke Wilson's carriage going away, Evan's expression froze for a moment. He was still thinking too much. It's too simple, Duke Wilson obviously has a knot with him.

After Evan threw the first handful of soil at John's coffin, the whole funeral finally entered the final moment. All relatives and friends stood on both sides, watching John's coffin being buried bit by bit. Mrs. Lawrence She was about to collapse, but fortunately Dr. Hester gave her a sedative in time.

Evan was very sure that Dr. Hester should have expected this scene long ago, so he took the tranquilizer out of his pocket.

After the funeral was over, Evan returned to the church alone. He sat in the church hall and looked at the crucifix, but he became more and more uncertain in his heart. Turn a blind eye again.

At the same time, Evan's defense against Alia has also reached its peak. Today, the Duke clearly expressed his appreciation for Alia. If these two people really come together, then everything he has done will be lost. significance.

Evan's eyes instantly became firm. He would never allow this to happen. He remembered the Duke's rage very clearly. Even if he didn't get the glory and wealth, he couldn't really die in this place in a daze. .

Evan turned around and left the church. He needed to think carefully about how to make the two people completely miss each other.

**

Duke Wilson was sitting in the carriage, but his emotions were very complicated. Pastor Bruce was like a light to him. He had never seen such a noble person in his life, and he cherished his friendship very much. But now, he didn't know how to face him.

"Your Excellency." The carriage stopped suddenly: "A gentleman stopped the carriage outside." The coachman's voice was a little disturbed.

Duke Wilson frowned slightly, reached out and opened the carriage door.

Standing next to the carriage was a middle-aged man who thought he was gentle and refined. He was wearing the most formal black suit and the hat on his head was very well made. At first glance, he was indeed a very decent gentleman.

"Mr. Johnson?" The Duke looked a little puzzled. Johnson was the town's lawyer, and he was also his lawyer, but at this moment...

Johnson had apparently rushed over from the funeral.

"Your Excellency, please forgive my rudeness, but I really have something very important to discuss with you now." A trace of uneasiness flashed across Johnson's face.

Duke Wilson frowned with some dissatisfaction: "What is such an urgent matter that makes you act so rashly?"

Mr. Johnson's face was a bit embarrassed: "I'm sorry, my lord, this matter is related to your opening of the textile factory in the outskirts of Delanele. I have to discuss it with you before I dare to make a decision."

Speaking of this textile factory, the duke's expression turned pale: "Come up here."

He has invested ten thousand pounds in this textile mill, and if something goes wrong, he will suffer a great loss himself.

Mr. Johnson couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and hurried into the carriage.

"What's going on?" the Duke asked immediately before Mr. Johnson could sit down.

Mr. Johnson hesitated for a moment, and then immediately said: "Your Excellency, the opening of the textile factory may be postponed."

Duke Wilson's expression turned cold, and he looked straight at Johnson: "What's going on? I already made an additional investment last time, why should I postpone it?"

Johnson felt guilty at the sight of Duke Wilson's staring eyes. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat on his brow, and hurriedly explained: "It's not... it's not about the funds, it's about the law. Now Yorkshire restricts The conditions for the opening of the factory, this factory of yours still needs some approval documents from the county council, I will prepare them immediately, please don’t worry, it’s just that the council’s approval still needs some time.”

Duke Wilson looked at Johnson coldly: "You'd better solve the legal problems for me as soon as possible, and I will solve the problems in the parliament by myself."

Johnson nodded hastily. He almost forgot that this Duke Wilson was a member of the House of Lords.

The Duke of Wilson put Mr. Johnson down in the town center of Delan Lille. Under the current situation, he did not have much patience for Mr. Johnson.