Happy Days of the Titanic

1912. 6, 15

In a villa on the outskirts of New York, USA

"Master..." Looking at Carl who was serious about his work, Leger hesitated to speak.

"What's the matter?" Putting down the pen in his hand, Carl pinched his eyebrows and asked casually.

"Master has a telegram..."

"What's going on?" Carl paused, then straightened his body, and looked at Leger seriously.

"Master... want the young master to go back, go back to the dance..." Thinking of the contents of the telegram, Leger said cautiously.

"Go back? Where? England?" Frowning, Carl asked Leger.

"Yes!"

"Impossible, doesn't it mean that father didn't know that the business here in the United States started, so he couldn't do without it? Now that it's so important, what will happen to the business here if he leaves?" Carl frowned even deeper.

"The master said that he would arrange to take over temporarily. After the dance is over, what can the young master do?"

Thinking of his old father's uncompromising character, Karl responded helplessly: "Okay, I will go back. But the dance, the dance?!"

As if thinking of something, Carl looked at Leger in shock: "It can't be the dance!"

"……Yes."

Hearing this, Carl frowned: What's going on, why would father think of going on a blind date?Just broke up the engagement and went on a blind date?Logically, my father wouldn't be in such a hurry.

Thinking of this, Carl looked at Leger suspiciously: "What's going on? Is there something I don't know?"

"The master didn't say anything in the telegram. He just asked the young master to go back as soon as possible. The dance time is at the end of June."

"Damn!"

1912. 6, 26

Old Mr. Hockley's study in Pittsburgh, UK

Looking at the silver-haired old man sitting on the chair with his back facing him and quietly watching the sunset, the dim sunlight quietly enveloped his body, bringing out a hazy halo, permeating with a touch of sadness and tiredness... Looking at such a father, Karl suddenly felt that his father was old, and he also felt that the burden on him was heavy...

Karl opened his mouth and wanted to say something to break the atmosphere at the moment, but he didn't know how to speak, how to speak, and finally said softly: "Dad, you're back."

Hearing Carl's voice, Norman Hockley turned around slowly.Looking at the son in front of him who has made a fortune by himself at a young age, Norman couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart: Look!This is the son!

But when he thought of the recent rumors and the spreaders of the rumors, Norman frowned: Karl is still too young, he has to move a little bit more...

Thinking of this, Norman said to Carl indifferently: "Just come back, go get ready, take a good rest, the dance will start in two days."

After hearing his father's words, Carl didn't go out as promised, but said to Norman, "Dad, maybe I should explain to you why..."

Hearing Carl's words, Norman became excited all of a sudden, all the sadness and fatigue disappeared in an instant, and he became the lively and imposing Norman Hockley in Carl's memory: "What to explain! Ah! If it wasn't for a while I'm soft-hearted, let someone go..." At this point, Norman curled his lips in disgust, looked at Carl's surprised and puzzled expression, and thought of the recent bad things, Norman waved his hand wearily, "Go out , Think about what you have done recently, listen to the rumors outside... I am old, and the thing I want to do the most now is to see my grandson..." After finishing speaking, Norman turned around and continued to look out the window, without the slightest Ignore Karl who is full of doubts behind him.

Seeing that his father didn't want to say anything, Karl swallowed the words in his mouth, took a deep look at his father who was quietly watching the sunset, turned and left full of doubts.

As soon as he walked out of the study, Carl called out to Leger, who was standing quietly by the side: "Leger, go and check the nearest Pittsburgh, no, check what rumors are going on in the entire high society in England." Pursing his lips, Carl continued, "Special It's... a rumor about..."

"...Yes!" After a moment of silence, Le Jie saluted and turned to leave.

"...Master." Holding a stack of papers, Leger hesitated a little, looking at Karl with a darkened face.

"Show it." Carl stretched out his hand to Leger.

"But..." Leger tightened his grip on the information in his hand, he hesitated, these things...

"Don't let me say it a second time, here it is!" Looking at Leger's appearance, Karl was a little confused as to what could make Leger act like this...

"Yes!"

After receiving the information from Leger, Carl slowly opened it and began to browse.

Yoshihisa

"Crack!" Carl slapped the information in his hand on the table heavily, gnashing his teeth, "Ruffy!"

"Master..."

"I didn't expect that she would be able to return to the UK and continue to dance in the upper class of the UK! She dared to spread such rumors, dared to say... It seems that she is impatient!"

"Master, yes," Leger said, wiping his neck.

"No, it's too cheap for her. Doesn't she care about her aristocratic status and luxurious life the most? Didn't she like to threaten Ruth with the idea of ​​being a coolie in the future? Let her do it! Ask her to work at the lowest level! Carl gave a bloodthirsty smile.

Looking at Carl who was in a gloomy atmosphere, Leger rationally didn't say anything, after all, a man was told no... even a man can't bear it, can he?

But why did Rufu slander Carl so much?

This has to go back to April 4th.

Ruth, who was immersed in the bad news that Ruth was married, found Ruth and Jack in a daze.As soon as he saw Ruth, Lu Fu woke up instantly, and asked straight to the face: "Who made me marry this poor boy? Who allowed it? Tell mom what to do in the future... what to do..."

At the end of the talk, Rufu couldn't help but burst into tears thinking about her future days.

Looking at the wailing mother, and at the bewildered Jack, Ruth sighed deeply. After being persecuted for a long time, she no longer has too much affection for Rufu, and now she looks unreasonable. Up to now, she still only thinks about her mother, and Ruth is exhausted: "Mom, I don't want any of the Cabot family's property, but give it all. When you are no longer around, you must take good care of yourself..."

"The Cabot family..." Hearing that her daughter didn't want to take care of her in the future, Rufu finally panicked.

"Mom, I know that Karl not only paid off the debts for us, but also gave a large amount of money. According to Karl's character, it is impossible for him to get it back, and it is impossible for him to have no money now. In the future... as long as it is not too messy , plus the money left in the family, it is more than enough for the pension..." Seeing what her mother wanted to say, Ruth interrupted her directly, and said what she had learned in one breath.At the same time, it is also a reminder to my mother, don't try to lie to her again.

In an instant, Rufu's face flushed red.Thinking about the Hockley family represented behind Carl, Rufu was still a little unwilling: "Since I know Carl so well, I should know how *carl is,..."

"No! Mom, Carl is not *!" Ruth interrupted Ruth again.

"How is it possible?! Obviously..."

"It's true, Carl took out the statement of dissolution of engagement and asked to sign it..."

Ruth didn't listen to Ruth's words anymore. Looking at Ruth, who was already married, and contacting Carl's recent behavior, Rufu's face became darker and darker...

damn it!Carl the little bastard!

The more I think about it, the more unwilling I am. Why should I have to live in poverty, and Karl, who made my own daughter marry a poor boy and made me no one to rely on in the future, can live a good life!

Thinking of this, a sinister idea took root in Rufu's heart: Carl is not interested in such a beautiful woman as Ruth, could it be...

If only everyone knew...

Rufu smiled sinisterly...

Rufu, who was immersed in revenge, never imagined how she could fight against the entire Hockley family with her as a wife...

In the end her ending...