[Titanic] Where Your Heart Goes

Men always dress up much faster than women who demand exquisiteness from themselves. Carl took the boy to clean up in less than an hour and solved this problem perfectly.Carl held the hair gel in his hand and looked at the blond boy for a long time, but in the end he still couldn't bear to apply it on the boy's head.

Throwing the hairspray back on the table and tidying the boy's hair with a comb, Carl patted the boy's shoulder and said, "Let's go."

"Lai Fujie, I took Mr. Dawson to the banquet first, please tell the lady to go by yourself." Carl said indifferently, he just made himself appear indifferent, rude and disrespectful to Miss Rose, of course Carl He would not beat up Miss Rose just because he wanted to cancel the engagement, that would violate his bottom line, but this did not prevent Carl from doing whatever he wanted on top of his bottom line.

"Yes, master." The butler Lai Fujie didn't even ask what the purpose of Carl's order was, he only needed to do his own job well - a qualified butler deserved it.

As soon as Carl brought Dawson to the venue, the calm blond boy suddenly became restless. He seemed very uncomfortable with the extravagant atmosphere created by these arrogant nobles.Karl left the boy where he was. It was impossible for him to take a "male companion" on cruises all the time. Moreover, Karl still had many business matters that needed to be entertained with these rich nobles. The blond boy couldn't handle it well now. Karl doesn't want to embarrass him for the role of a good wife.

"Dawson, the Mrs. Brown you met before will definitely appear nearby. Of course, Miss Rose will also appear. Either one is fine, and you can wait for their help." Carl explained softly, "Stand up straight body, hands behind your back, tell yourself you own a diamond mine, well, that's it."

After Carl explained softly, he walked to the Countess: "Good evening, Countess Robert, do you have the honor to be your male companion tonight?"

"Hey, Karl~ Why aren't you accompanying Miss Buckett?" The countess stretched out her hand to take Karl's arm and scratched Karl's chin with her hand, the hint of coquettishness in her eyes was self-evident.

Carl smiled and did not respond. Instead, he put his arms around the countess' slender waist and whispered to her ear: "The hearts of beauties are unpredictable. I am looking forward to the wedding with Rose, but she hopes tonight It's a pity to be the female companion of her savior, isn't it?"

"Oh? It turned out to be like this. Miss Bukett is such a naive little baby. Her savior is very handsome and charming." The countess smiled chicly, and she looked at Carl with some sympathy, "Carl, are you You made a loss-making deal, young girls like Miss Bucket like romantic encounters the most, and I suspect your wedding will disappear."

Carl smiled with an unrepentant look, and said in a firm tone, "No, Rose will become Mrs. Hawley."

"Poor Karl, if you are sad, I will comfort you, hehehe~" Countess Robert laughed coquettishly after saying this, she led Karl around the venue, then carefully turned her body and lowered her The voice asked Carl: "Why do you want to sell the shares of White Star Company? I heard the news."

"I'm going to buy the Heart of the Ocean as an engagement gift to Rose. I have too much investment and I don't have any money left. But I'm going to get engaged in a week. The lady's love is really a good excuse, no matter what can involve her, and it always seems very appropriate.

As soon as this idea came up, Carl couldn't help but feel that he seemed to be sorry for Miss Rose, but people don't want to kill themselves, so Carl can only feel sorry for Miss Rose than sorry for himself.

Countess Robert showed a regretful expression, and she patted Carl's arm: "You child is really ignorant, any jewelry is fine, buy such an expensive gift as an engagement gift, what else can you give when you get married? Coax That's not how to tell a woman to show her sincerity to you, I really don't know how your father has such a stupid son as you."

"Oh? Why didn't I know this? When my mother was alive, my father looked like a very stupid man." Carl took this topic with a smile, and the countess was indeed changed by him to talk about old Holly. Mister's love affair back then.

Carl decisively followed Countess Robert's narration, showing surprise and admiration. After a while, Countess Robert gathered a group of wealthy gentlemen, and they all joked about their embarrassing things back then.Carl took the opportunity to get the wine for Countess Robert and turned his head to look in Dawson's direction.

A smile appeared on the corner of Carl's mouth. As expected of the boy he was looking for, Dawson actually held Mrs. Brown and Miss Rose on his arms at the same time.After a bit of courteous exchange among high-society, Carl returned to the dinner table in due time.Carl thoughtfully pulled up the seat for Countess Robert, and then served Mrs. DeWitt and Miss Rose with the same gentle movements. Carl believed that under his performance, no one would think that he was thinking about not letting himself Died in a shipwreck, his biggest dream was to kick off his fiancée.

Mrs. DeWitt was also young. She understood the fiery eyes of her daughter when she looked at Mr. Dawson of unknown origin. The problem was that he was a poor man!Mrs. DeWitt had seen this "Mr. Dawson" wearing rough fabrics and pulling her daughter to spit on the second floor deck in a rough manner. She definitely didn't want to see her rich son-in-law— —Although it is from the future—discovering the scandal between his daughter and the poor boy!She wants to stop this possibility from happening!

Mrs. DeWitt had a smile on her lips, but her eyes were full of bitterness: "Mr. Dawson, are you used to living in the third class cabin? I heard that the third class cabin on the Titanic is very comfortable."

The blond boy smiled calmly: "It's really good, there are not even a few mice."

Those who are eligible to sit at this table are the richest people on the entire ship. They laughed in good faith. The words of the blond boy actually praised the Titanic from the side. Now how can there be no rats in the ship? "Not many" is the best compliment, and it's a testament to how clean the Titanic was!

Carl immediately seized the opportunity to introduce Dawson. As the inviter, this is his duty: "Although Mr. Dawson came from the third-class cabin, he saved Miss Bucket last night, so I invite Mr. Dawson to attend the meeting." Our dinner party, oh yes, Mr. Dawson's paintings are very nice, very emotional."

Mr. Yashide, the richest man on the ship, showed a puzzled expression: "Is it from the Boston Dawson family?"

"No, I'm Cheap Dawson, Jack Dawson."

"Oh, so it's from the cheap family." Mr. Yashide showed a dazed expression, but Karl was already stunned.

Jack Dawson?

...Jack? !