The noble lady always has a little intuition

First, he was interrupted by Edgar when he asked Olivia if he would accept his pursuit, and had no chance to get an answer from Olivia. Later, he learned that the Duchess of Bedford was frequently taking Olivia is meeting men around her age, so Karl has been in a bad mood recently.

He made Laforger look into the profiles of every man Olivia met, and made fun of judging them after work, and half-forced Laforger to stand aside and listen and audibly agree.

His behavior troubled Lai Fujie very much. In order to free himself from this predicament, he secretly reported his current situation to Nathan in the United States.Hockley and Lai Fujie, who received the reply from the other party asking him to persuade him, asked: "Sir, you have only met Miss Campbell four times in total, are you sure that she is really the most suitable as the future mistress of the Hockley family?" Candidate? Are you sure you really know her and fall in love with her?"

When he uttered the word "love", Lai Fujie was actually very unnatural. After all, the purpose of marriage in the upper class is always profit rather than love, just like his employer Nathan.Hockley and his wife had a corporate marriage, and he didn't think their son Carl would insist on a love marriage.

Karl frowned at his question, and after staring at him for a while, Karl directly ordered him to go back to his room to rest.

After Lai Fujie left with a messed-up look on his face, Carl angrily smashed the documents with photos on the desk, then lay down hard on the bed, and began to think carefully about all the things that came out because of Lai Fujie's words just now. idea.

Indeed, from now on, he has only met Olivia four times, and the total time of all the conversations is only a little over half an hour.

Indeed, judging from Olivia's somewhat strong personality, she is indeed not the best candidate for the future mistress of the Hockley family, just because she gets along with his father who is sexually authoritarian, overbearing, and not very gentlemanly. big problem.

Indeed, he doesn't know much about Olivia. Except for the information that Lai Fujie investigated and Edgar's chat content, he only knows that she has a strong personality, a little arrogant but not rude, and likes to reason Novels, some like to tease people, others know nothing about it.

And, indeed, he really fell in love with Olivia when he didn't understand her very well, and because he had her in his heart, he couldn't look at other women anymore.

Probably because her beauty is so amazing and unforgettable... Thinking of the comments he might get if he told others the reason, Carl couldn't help but muttered to himself: "Yes, I am such a superficial person, but which man is not like this..."

After finishing speaking, he turned off the lamp beside the bed without taking off his nightgown or pulling up the quilt, and fell asleep directly.

I don’t know if it’s because of something worrying, but Carl didn’t sleep very well this time. The intermittent sleep made him not get up on time at [-] o’clock the next morning. Instead, he continued to lie on the bed with his eyes closed. In less than half an hour, he heard a knock on the door, and then Lai Fujie opened the door and came in.

When he saw Carl still lying on the bed, Lai Fujie looked very surprised. After all, discipline is one of the few advantages of his employer.

Just when he was wondering whether to wake Karl up or let Kardor sleep for a while, Karl opened his eyes first, stood up and said, "Good morning, Lai Fujie, can you help me bring in the newspaper at the door?"

"Yes, sir, I also went to the counter on the first floor to get all the letters and telegrams."

After Carl simply brushed his teeth and washed his face, Lai Fujie said again: "Besides, when I went to the counter to pick up the letter just now, the waiter there gave me this, saying it was a phone message from Earl Campbell."

Hearing the surname of Campbell, Carl threw down the towel in his hand, regardless of the drops of water on his face, and almost snatched the folded white paper from Lai Fujie's hand, and quickly read it.

There were only a few lines on the paper. At first Edgar apologized for the sudden call instead of a letter, and then asked if he was free in the afternoon to come to their house to have afternoon tea with them. If you come, I hope he can reply before twelve o'clock. In the end, Edgar apologized again for the sudden invitation.

After reading the note two or three times, Carl put the note down, and quickly picked up the phone on the desk, but within a few seconds he put down the microphone again, picked up the pen and started writing letter.

After scribbling and correcting a few times and crumpling several sheets of paper, Carl finally wrote a letter that he was satisfied with. He handed the letter to Lai Fujie who was waiting by the side with a blank expression, "Pay money to hire Personally delivered... No, you personally delivered it to the Earl of Campbell's residence."

"Yes, sir."

Just when Lai Fujie accepted the letter and was about to leave, Carl, who was going to take his clothes and take a shower, suddenly remembered something and stopped him in time: "By the way, I will go to the French pastry shop to order some desserts , and tell them we'll pick it up in the afternoon."

"……Yes, sir."

After Lai Forger left, Carl took a shower first, took a few quick mouthfuls of the breakfast brought by the waiter in the restaurant, and then began to choose the clothes he would wear when he was going to visit Campbell's mansion in the afternoon, until a few minutes before Lai Forge delivered the letter. Just choose.

The waiting time was unbearable. Carl, who had no intention of dealing with business matters at all, simply took the Sherlock Holmes novel that Lai Fujie bought after tea at Campbell's last time, and flipped through page after page to pass the time. .

To be honest, he doesn't like this kind of reading material that requires brainpower and what he learns can't be used in the mall, but in order to increase the topic of chatting with Olivia, he still tries to make every word , Every sentence is read into my mind.

After finally staying up until two o'clock in the afternoon, Carl, who had changed his clothes an hour ago, took Lai Fujie and left immediately. After picking up desserts at the pastry shop, he went directly to Campbell's house.

As soon as the car drove into Campbell's house, Carl saw Edgar waiting at the gate, so he asked Lai Fujie to follow the butler to the car, and he quickly got out of the car with the dessert box.

"good afternoon……"

Before Carl could finish his greeting, Edgar with a straight face interrupted him: "Follow me."

His rare and rude attitude made Carl feel very strange, but Carl still followed him obediently to the direction of the backyard.

Just like last time, Olivia had already been sitting in the backyard waiting, but this time besides a book, there was a small box next to her.After closing the book and handing it to the maid behind her, and telling her to put the book back in her room, Olivia smiled and said to Carl, "Good afternoon, Mr. Hockley."

After seeing his sweetheart again after almost half a month, Carl couldn't help showing a smile, "Good afternoon, Miss Campbell."

The overly bright smile on his face made Olivia want to laugh, but the long-term etiquette training made her endure it. After nodding to him, she turned her head to look at her own face, who was getting uglier. Brother, "Thank you for bringing our guest, Edgar."

"He's just your guest, not mine."

Edgar's tone of voice was full of obvious dislike, which made Karl, who had always been treated with courtesy by him, feel very uncomfortable. He tried to ask: "Earl Campbell, may I ask..."

"Then you shouldn't treat my guest so disrespectfully, my dear brother." Because his voice was low when he was probing, Olivia only raised his volume slightly before interrupting him, "You should Go back to the study to read the financial reports sent by various companies, Edgar, if you want to have dinner with me on time."

Hearing what she said, Edgar couldn't help clenching his fists, but he couldn't bear to say harsh words or show his face to his sister, so he could only give Carl a hard look, then turned and left the backyard.

After his back disappeared from the sight of the two of them, Olivia gestured to the servants who were guarding nearby, making them step back a few steps, and then turned to Edgar's stare. Carl was stunned and said, "Please sit down, Mr. Hockley."

"thanks."

After pouring a cup of tea for Karl who was sitting down, Olivia explained, "I'm sorry, Mr. Hockley, after I told Edgar about the conversation I had with you after the last auction, he Kind of...how should I put it...overreacting?"

Her words made Carl, who was drinking tea, choke. He quickly took out the handkerchief in his breast pocket and covered his mouth, turned his head away and began to cough hard.

Well, I finally know the reason for Edgar's change of attitude...Even though Edgar didn't hold the hope that Edgar could help him speak good words to Olivia, Edgar's attitude towards him still made him endure. Can't help feeling frustrated.

After he stopped coughing, he immediately put down his handkerchief, pretending to be calm and looking at Olivia sitting across from him, "Speaking of the last conversation, Miss Campbell didn't give me an answer..."

"Yes, I still remember." After putting down the teacup, Olivia put her hands on her lap, "After discussing with my brother Edgar, I think there is one more outstanding person like Mr. Hockley." A suitor is not a bad thing, it's just..."

"You mean...sorry, I was so rude..."

Before she could finish speaking, Carl stood up excitedly from his chair, shaking the dessert tower on the table, but soon he came back to his senses and sat down again.

When he was about to say something to express his joy, Olivia spoke first: "There is a difference between making you a suitor and accepting your pursuit, Mr. Hockley, and I think you should Know something before deciding whether to spend time with me."

The joy in Carl's heart receded quickly because of her words, and after calmly taking a deep breath, he calmed down and said, "Okay, Miss Campbell."

"I think Mr. Hockley has already guessed that no matter whether I get married or not in the future, I hope that my life is not just balls, banquets, jewelry and clothing, and simple housework. I still want to participate in the management of some businesses. I have such a strong personality, if someone humiliates me, no matter who the other party is or what status they have, I will never swallow it. I am still a bit stubborn, and it is not easy to persuade me to change my mind, although according to me and Ai Judging from how I get along with Degas, my decision is the most correct every time."

Seeing the faint complacency she showed after she finished speaking the last sentence, Carl couldn't help smiling and nodding, "Yes, I've already guessed these."

Facing his smile, Olivia's cheeks felt a little hot. She picked up the teacup and took a sip as a cover, and then asked naturally, "Is there anything Mr. Hockley wants to ask?"

"Although I am very curious about Miss Campbell's preferences, I think it would be better to discover slowly in the future." After looking at her in silence for a while, Carl shook his head and took a deep breath. , "But I have two requests, and I hope Miss Campbell can agree."

"You can talk about it."

"There is a concert this Saturday night and I hope Miss Campbell can join me. Of course, it would be my honor if Miss Campbell would join me for dinner before the concert."

After slightly tilting her head and looking at Carl, who was obviously very nervous but pretending to be calm, Olivia smiled and nodded, "Although I can't have dinner together, I'd be happy to join Mr. Hockley in music. meeting."

"That's really... that's great..." Carl was overjoyed by her agreement, but it seemed that because of the excessive joy, he couldn't think of other words besides murmuring that it was great.

His reaction made Olivia amused, but at the same time, an inexplicable emotion sprouted in her heart. She shook her hand on her lap to let herself ignore the feeling that she couldn't describe , and then asked in a natural tone: "What about the second request, Mr. Hockley?"

"Yes...yes, sorry, please forgive my impoliteness..." Came back to his senses, Carl raised his hand to his mouth in embarrassment, "The second request is that I hope Miss Campbell can call me by my Christian name directly. , I mean Karl..."

This time Olivia didn't think too long before she answered, "Okay, please call me Olivia, Carl."

Carl... this is Carlden Hockley who thinks his name can sound so good.

The author has something to say:

When I was brushing my teeth last Monday morning, a small piece, about the size of a grain of sand, fell off where my tooth decayed ten years ago, so I went to the dentist on Friday to have it replaced

result! !After seeing the doctor, the dentist told me that the tooth could no longer hold up, and I had to get a false crown. The price ranged from 2600 to 6000 depending on the material...

For the money that will be lost in the future, my heart hurts so much that I am not in the mood to type...

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Also, I forgot the reason a while ago and finally went to make up the Hobbit trilogy, but I was amazed by the beauty of the elf king

I've been looking for articles like crazy lately... But why doesn't such a beautiful king have any articles to read (I mean BG)