The days of eating soft rice in London

"Camille, tell mom quickly, what's going on?" Mrs. Morris looked at the baby girl who had collapsed on the sofa just after returning, crying in a mess.

There were actually ten shocking purple finger marks on the daughter's snow-white neck. This was by no means a careless act, nor did it look like it was done by men with special hobbies.

"Mom, I'm never going to a prom again!" She sat on the sofa, wrapping her arms around her mother's waist.

"What happened? Was it the youngest son of the Earl's family who did the trick?" Sir asked aside.

"No...it's a man I don't know!" She was confused and didn't know how to explain it, because she didn't understand the reason.In this anxiety and anger, Camille began to cry loudly again, angrily venting her grievances.

Flora, who was reading letters in the study, also hurriedly put on her robe and went downstairs, asking her sister what happened with concern.

"He came over to talk to me, his face changed without saying a few words, he suddenly came to strangle me, and even pushed me off the roof." She didn't want to think about the scene at that time, "Oh, my God, I dare not Thinking about it again, this is really terrible!"

"Damn it! What is the identity of that man, and was he captured by the sheriff in the end?" Sir Morris was very angry. He must ask Boss Wharton to give his daughter a reasonable explanation.

"No, he left unscathed in the end, that's what Johnson told me." She clearly remembered the earl's youngest son's attitude when he told her.

This kind of thing happened to his female companion, which made him very embarrassed in front of everyone. Johnson just responded to Camille with a few words, and Camille kept making trouble.

That night, not only did Oscar leave her alone, but even Johnson, who had been chasing her for so long, began to sneer at her, and warned her not to stare at herself with squinting eyes, because it was really ugly.

Johnson also told Camille that the culprit was able to leave thanks to her good cousin.

So now Camille relayed what Johnson said to her father, of course, omitting the part where the earl's son disliked her.

"What!?" Sir Morris was dazzled by Louis's behavior, completely disregarding whether the statement was true or false, and how much exaggeration it contained. "How could he do that!"

"You should have listened to me, George!" Mrs. Morris turned over the old account and said angrily: "We shouldn't have funded your poor brother! You can't give him a penny, look at him What a good thing you have done!"

"Marrying a woman who is easy-going and short-lived, not to mention how many times she has implicated the family, even the son she gave birth to is so ruthless! You really don't know what to do!"

"Camille already has Johnson. He is Earl John's most beloved youngest son, and he only has three older sisters. No one is competing with him for inheritance. This Louis, who has no title, let him go to hell!" Mrs. Morris abandoned the decorum of the upper class and cursed.

Flora just glanced at Camille and didn't speak.

The mother was still chattering and yelling: "You two need to get married quickly, so that no one will climb on your head in the future and be bullied for no reason."

But Flora also knew very well that the mother was so anxious to marry them off because the family's expenses were already very frugal.

only……

She suddenly remembered the man she met a few days ago...

Flora couldn't help blushing, but she thought about the man's family background...

She glanced at her mother, feeling more and more worried.

"As for Louis, well, I think we might as well let him die. Once he dies, the property will be ours after all."

"Joanna, how could you have such an idea!" Sir Morris looked at his wife blankly. After all, Louis is also his own nephew!

The wife was angry, she was logical and didn't think there was anything wrong with it. "What's wrong with me? Tell me! He's driven us to this point."

"Which part is it? Mom, Cousin Louis just has someone he likes, and this matter may be just an oolong, shouldn't we first find out the truth before making a judgment?" Flora couldn't hear Going down, she interrupted her mother's speech.

This was the first time Flora had dared to go against Mrs. Morris' wishes.

But she has been restraining her dissatisfaction, especially after she was obviously rejected, she kept asking her and Camille to seduce her cousin.

Since Cousin Louis likes someone else, then feel free to bless him, besides, she also has someone she likes, and Camille never lacks men...

If there is no money in the family, then they can borrow it from their cousin first.According to the character of Cousin Louis, he would definitely not refuse.In the future, as long as everyone continues to manage the manor slowly and work hard to pay back the money...

Everything will be fine.

Think about things in a simple direction, and everything will become happy.

"What's the matter with you, Flora? Shut up first." Mrs. Morris reprimanded her, and turned to her husband.

"George, didn't he publicly say in the newspaper that the property left by his father is also very fragile?"

"Hmph, I don't think he will be happy for long. What's the use of being rich? In this day when nouveau riche are everywhere, he might go bankrupt one day. I think Johnson is better, at least his stupid old man Father still has some security."

"Listen, we can do this..."

Mrs. Morris worked out a series of plans quickly, as if she had thought everything out.

First of all, Camille can get close to him and poison Louis. Once successful, they can directly inherit all of Louis' property as relatives.

If it fails, then he and the painter will be brought to court, and the crime of sodomy will also be punished.

"I'm afraid it's not very good," said the knight, shaking his head in agony, expressing his inappropriateness, and at the same time terrified of his wife's thoughts.

"Don't hesitate any longer!" Mrs. Morris offered some benefits again, constantly shaking her husband's mind.

Camille, who was sitting blankly on the sofa, was absent-minded. She kept recalling the face of the fierce man, and always felt that there was some origin in it, but she couldn't recall it for a long time.

I also feel inferior in my heart because of my squinted left eye.

Maybe, she needs to rest for a while before going to the ophthalmologist.

Sir Morris was not swayed by his wife's words in the end, but he did not expressly forbid them from such stupid actions.

But things quickly took a turn for the worse.

The next morning, Camille found a quick-witted criminal in the poor district and ordered him to sneak into Louis' residence and poison the food.

And she dared to guarantee that the benefits she gave to criminals were so generous that she would never be betrayed.

Everything seems to be seamless.

After finishing these things, she happily contacted the most outstanding surgeon in London and made an appointment for the afternoon of the same day.

She told the doctor that she wanted to have a strabismus correction surgery.But when the doctor told the high price, Camille flinched obviously.

But she only hesitated for a moment.

Camille thought about it for a second, and when her squint is cured, she will definitely be more beautiful, and Johnson will obediently fall back into her palm——

He absolutely loved her when he kissed her so hard, didn't he?

Years of profligate habits made her not only hand over the last pocket money she had, but even cheated her sister of her money.

Now Camille was lying on the bed under the sun, enduring the unbearable pain of conventional drinking and anesthesia, and almost completed the operation screaming the whole time.

If it weren't for Johnson, she might not have made it at all.Camille sat on the bed, gently touching her sore left eye socket, thinking silently.

She made such a big sacrifice, and she must get double the reward.

But when the rich lady got out of the carriage and was about to go home, she found that the landscape in front of her was completely different——

Her legs trembled, and she couldn't believe what she saw.How is this going!How come there are so many sheriffs!

Camille immediately realized that things might be exposed.

But what she couldn't believe was that they were nobles. Unless Queen Victoria came to punish them, how could these little magistrates have such great power?

This is beyond the bounds!

This group of people who eat inside and outside are simply running amok!

But what should she do now?Camille was confused.

The sheriff saw her carriage and came over almost immediately.

"Hurry up! Go to the Earl's Mansion!" Before she had time to think too much, she hurriedly urged the coachman.

But Camille, who came at the gate of the Earl's Mansion, got another bolt from the blue——

Johnson had already gone to the station, but he didn't tell her!

"He clearly said that he will leave at the beginning of next month!"

"It's impossible, it's impossible! He will definitely tell me!" Camille shook her head madly, the gauze of her left eye was still bleeding, she looked terrified.

She frantically rushed to the train station to chase the earl's son who was about to leave for a study tour in France.

She clearly saw Johnson sitting by the window, teasing the woman dressed as a student opposite.

Camille called the other party's name loudly, but at this time the train had already started to whine.

She ran a few steps with her wide skirt in hand, and because she couldn't see with her left eye, she fell off the train platform all at once.

The train carrying Johnson passed slowly, and the black wheels ran over her legs and neck. Camille let out a horrible scream, and even some unknown body parts exploded.

The crowd screamed in an instant, and the train was forcibly stopped.

Louis and Sauron were also among the crowd.

Sauron looked at the bloody stump in front of him, and suddenly burst out laughing, the joy of revenge prevailed in his heart.

He laughed with tears all over his face, attracting weird gazes from passersby around him.

"Bring the lady's body back." Louis ordered, his tone as calm as ever, so that no one could hear his emotion.

He was surprised by the methods of his uncle's family.

His and Oscar's food was poisonous, if some food didn't fall on the black tulips, the flowers would quickly change color and corrode...

They were so despicable that they wanted him to die.

This is the warm relative they kept calling for during the New Year?

Disgusting.

In just one afternoon, Louis broke up the debts of the Baron's Mansion and the management of the manor, and reported it to the Public Security Supervision Bureau and the Economic Audit Bureau, and got approval.

Sauron told him that Camille would definitely come to find her concubine, so he visited the earl and watched Johnson board the train with Sauron.

Then wait here for Camille to cast herself into the trap...

The gentleman put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, maintaining his usual indifference, his black eyes staring straight ahead, without any waves in his eyes.

But only Sauron, who was by his side, seemed to hear a dark, reverberating sigh from the gentleman's heart.

Nothing to be sad about, though, and Louis pulled out a new handkerchief from his coat pocket.

Because, I am used to it.

He picked up something that had fallen in front of the leather shoes, held it in his hand through a handkerchief, and looked at it carefully for a while.

Not this one.

Taking another two steps forward, he bent down again and wrapped a round object in a handkerchief.

Camille's body was lying on the cold track, being manipulated wantonly to clean up the sticky flesh and blood under the train.

Sauron noticed the strange behavior of the gentleman next to him and asked, "What are you doing?"

Louis hooked his mouth and held up the bloody handkerchief in his hand to show him.

"I'm going to take it back, Oscar will like it." He said, with an unconcealed joy in his tone.

Sauron took a closer look at his hand——

It turned out to be Camille's left eyeball that just finished the operation and was still bloody...

Sauron felt a chill all over his body.

The author has something to say: Oscar: Please don’t give me any more gifts, goodbye manually

I, a woman who was delayed by Taobao for a while.

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