Guidebook for the Dark Duke

Evan finally went downstairs, he didn't want his happy mood to be spoiled by an unimportant person.

And when he went downstairs, several gentlemen and ladies had already dined downstairs. Because of the large number of guests, the form of dinner was also a buffet style. Everyone took their favorite food from the table and served it on the table. Serve the meal.

Evan didn't see Duke Wilson. He thought about the voice from Duke Wilson's room before he went downstairs, and guessed that he should be dealing with the manor now.

Evan took the salmon and bread and butter. When he returned to the dining table, he found that things were a little tricky. Next to the seat where he should be sitting, there was a woman flirting with another man, with seductive eyes and ambiguous expressions. The fan language made Evan in a dilemma for a while.

At this moment, a gentleman on the opposite side solved Evan's dilemma.

"Pastor, come sit here, there's room here."

Evan looked over, and the person who spoke was an elegant middle-aged gentleman with an ordinary appearance, but his imposing manner was extraordinary. Evan remembered the people around him at the welcome ball before, and nodded gently: "Thank you , Lord Earl."

This Earl Martin nodded with a smile, looking at Evan with a special meaning in his eyes.

Evan didn't notice the difference. He strode up to the earl and sat down. Because he had something on his mind, his appetite was not very good. He only ate half of the food on the plate, and he stood up. stand up.

Seeing this, Earl Martin grabbed his arm and hurriedly said, "Mr. Pastor, why don't you finish eating?"

Evan froze slightly when he got up, and gave Earl Martin a strange look. His expression that had not been concealed in the future was caught by Evan, and Evan felt a little disgusted in his heart, and was about to Throwing away his hand, he happened to see the Duke who was going down the stairs, and he immediately changed his plan.

"Mr. Earl." His smile was polite and gentle: "My appetite is a little bit bad, please forgive me for being rude."

Even though Evan said so, the earl still held his wrist, his eyes full of determination: "Oh, my dear Mr. Pastor." He stroked Evan's wrist ambiguously, and Evan felt disgusted. He couldn't wait to put the plate directly on top of his half-bald head.

"You are so thin, you still need to eat more, do you want to..."

"No need!" The count hadn't finished speaking when suddenly the Duke's cold voice came from the stairs.

He strode up to Earl Martin, ignoring the surprised expressions of the people around him, broke Earl Martin's hand holding Evan, took Evan's arm, and quickly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Earl Martin stared at this scene dumbfounded, but felt a little uneasy in his heart. Could it be that this handsome pastor is the duke's confinement? Didn't he make a huge mistake today.

Evan was dragged out of the living room by the Duke, walked through the courtyard, walked directly to the courtyard, and walked all the way to the lake, and the Duke let go of his arm.

Duke Wilson looked a little angry. He looked at Evan, his eyes were red with anger, and his eyes were full of sternness: "How can you associate with that kind of person! How dare he touch your hand!"

Evan looked at Duke Wilson inexplicably: "Master Duke, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with Mr. Earl?"

Evan's completely bewildered appearance made Duke Wilson's anger a little hard to vent. He gritted his teeth, looked at his handsome and holy face, and suddenly felt a bit of evil in his heart. If this person belongs to him forever Well, I can only watch for myself, I can only talk to myself, I can only laugh at myself, there will never be people like Alia and Earl Martin, just the two of them.

This sudden thought swept away the Duke's sanity like a whirlwind, and he could hardly help wanting to step forward and grab Evan's hand, he was completely frightened by his own madness.

Duke Wilson panted and turned around. He couldn't stay in this place any longer, otherwise he didn't know what he would do.

"Martin...Earl Martin has special hobbies. You are a decent person, so don't be fooled by him." Duke Wilson said in an unsteady tone.

Evan was stunned for a moment, he was frightened by the way the Duke looked at him just now, what a terrifying look, like a cheetah looking at its prey, with a unique possessiveness Desire and madness made him almost want to run away.

But the Duke misunderstood Evan's silence. He thought that Evan was frightened by such unethical things. For some reason, he was a little afraid to face the believers of this upright Lord.

But it's obvious... It's obvious that the person he likes is a woman.

"Okay, that's it. Please be careful next time." The Duke dropped this sentence with a guilty conscience, and then ran away.

Seeing the back of the Duke leaving in a hurry, Evan was a little speechless. Speaking of which, what happened?He just wanted to test the Duke, but he didn't expect that the development of the matter suddenly got out of his control. Does the Duke's appearance mean that he already has a lot of feelings for him, but, seeing the Duke's appearance , I'm afraid he didn't even discover it himself.

There was a meaningful smile in Evan's eyes, very good, although it happened sooner than he expected, but it was better than nothing happened, so it seemed that his plan had to be adjusted, and Evan suddenly felt idea.

In the end, Evan returned to the castle by himself. When he went upstairs, the men and women who had been talking in the hall all looked at him with vague eyes, and Evan just pretended not to notice that he had suffered a lot in his previous life. His eyes were only more than this, and he walked upstairs with his head held high, without any hesitation in his expression, like a truly honest gentleman with an open heart, without any concealment.

For a moment, the surrounding eyes also hesitated.

Evan sneered in his heart. In this era, the relationship between him and the Duke must never be exposed, otherwise he would be the only one who died.

Evan went upstairs, but instead of going back to his room, he went to Mr. Johnson's room. He knocked on the door politely, but no one answered after a long time.

"Please, please come in." Mr. Johnson's voice was short.

Evan frowned, pushed the door and walked in. When he entered, Mr. Johnson was sitting at the table a little awkwardly, while the beautiful young man, Rael, was sitting on the sofa impatiently, watching He didn't say anything when he came in.

Evan just pretended not to see him, and nodded at Mr. Johnson with a smile: "I heard that you want to see me, I don't know why?"

Mr. Johnson glanced at Rael in a panic, and smiled awkwardly: "Yes... it's about the church land."

Rael probably got a hint from Mr. Johnson, and slowly stood up: "Since you guys want to talk about things, I'll leave first."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the reactions of the two of them, turned and left the room.

Seeing Evan's frown, Mr. Johnson smiled awkwardly: "I'm really sorry, I made you laugh, Rael has just been trained to be a secretary, and he is not perfect yet."

Evan thought to himself that this is not perfect, it simply does not have any professionalism, if such a person can become a secretary, then all the bosses in this world will be pissed off.

"You don't have to be sorry, let's talk about business first." Evan's tone was very cold.

With a disrespectful secretary, Mr. Johnson's life is not easy.

Mr. Johnson was relieved to see that Evan didn't pursue it, and began to talk about the issue of the church land.

At the beginning, what he said was normal, and he briefly talked about the prospects and profits of the church's land, but as time went on, Evan felt something was wrong.

He began to throw out a long paragraph of terminology, as if to completely stun Evan, and kept encouraging Evan to sell part of the land of the church, why the Duke will build a textile factory in the suburbs, what will happen? Pollution of the land so that the land cannot be harvested, or because of some legal problem, after how many years the church will lose its ownership of the land, it will be worthless, or something like that.

Evan was indeed a little dizzy at the beginning, but as he got further behind, Evan's thinking became clearer.

It is indeed true that the Duke wants to build a textile factory, and the Duke has mentioned it to him, but if he remembers correctly, the Duke built the factory in the north of Delan Lille, and the land of the church is in De Lan South of Lille, even a fool knows how far the two places are.

Let's talk about the ownership of the land. Even if, as Mr. Johnson said, the church will lose its ownership in many years, but at that time, I'm afraid that Evan's bones will be turned into ashes. It's too early to worry about this issue.

In fact, Mr. Johnson also mentioned these things, but he just passed them lightly, and more of them were his opinions on encouraging Evan to sell the land.

"Pastor Bruce, please listen to me. The price of land is probably the best price at this time. You can't find a better time to earn more money for the church. This is very important to the entire church. It is the best choice for you, of course, this is just my personal opinion, and you still need to make a decision on this matter." At this time, Mr. Johnson was completely different from the embarrassing appearance before. A sharp-tongued lawyer, and then he looked at Evan with a very confident look, as if he would agree with what he said in a second.

Evan looked at Mr. Johnson and sneered. Thanks to his previous speculation that it was the poor old accountant who calculated the church's money, he finally understood that the person who embezzled the church's property and tricked Pastor Ross was right in front of him. The personable Mr. Johnson.

He really doesn't know who this gentleman thinks of him?Reverend Ross who is honest and uninhibited?It's really interesting.

Evan stood up slowly, ignoring the expectation on Mr. Johnson's face, and said coldly: "Please don't say this kind of thing again, you won't want to hear my answer."

Mr. Johnson's expression changed instantly. He was a little disbelieving at first, and then panicked. He stood up hastily, and wanted to say something more.

Evan said again: "By the way, I forgot to tell you, the person sent by the church to inquire about the accounts is coming soon, please prepare first."

Just this one sentence completely stopped Mr. Johnson from further actions. If there is another word to describe his expression, that word must be called despair.