I'm the Dauphin in France

Chapter 578 Yesterday you ignored me, today I will make you out of reach
"No! Marianne won't leave me!"

Archard ignored Butch's dissuasion and rushed back to the Old Eden Hotel like a madman, only to find that Mr. Schumann, Marianne's brother, had left.

He pulled out an invitation from under the door, and then found a letter behind it.

The letter was written by Miss Marianne, and the main content was that she had decided to put her family first, accepted Mr. Bourget's proposal, and wished Archard happiness, etc.

This is a very realistic choice. Although she was once obsessed with Archard's elegance and erudition, he was just a "poor vegetable farmer" after all. In addition, her brother said that if she married him, he would not give her a dowry, so she finally chose the wealthy merchant Bourget.

Archard cried bitterly, but instead of going to the tavern to get drunk as he had done before, he moved all his luggage to the French Academy of Sciences, where he worked all night to forget everything else.

The next day, the genetics course was suspended for three days because His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had to attend the opening ceremony and exercise demonstration of the Royal Military University of France.

"Ah, it's not easy to find you."

Budge pushed open the door of Archard's temporary workshop in the Academy of Sciences and signaled to the servant following behind him, "He is here indeed."

The latter stepped forward to salute Archard and respectfully handed over an invitation: "Dear Dr. Archard, on behalf of my host, Viscount Edgar Paul de Duco, I invite you to attend the ball to be held at the Palace of Versailles tomorrow night."

Archard kept looking up and observing the pollen: "Thank you, Your Excellency, but please allow me to refuse..."

Bachi whispered in his ear: "This is a rare opportunity. Many great scholars are participating, such as Mr. Brisson, Count Lamarque, Mr. Leroy...

“Besides, you forgot what Mr. Margrave said—socializing is also an important part of research.

"Go ahead. I beg you."

He was really worried about his friend's mental state, so he tried his best to encourage Archard to go to the dance to change his mood.

Finally, Archard agreed after much persuasion.

The next evening, Archard's carriage stopped in front of the Palace of Versailles.

Bachi was still stroking the exquisite "gem" carriage, and said in disbelief: "Is this really your car? Oh, God, you are such a lucky guy, you were directly rated D!"

Archard had suffered a broken heart that day and had not spoken a word to him, so it was not until then that he knew that Archard had been invited by the Talent Committee.

However, he was only an E-level talent, and the ordinary carriage he was issued was far less comfortable and luxurious than this "Gem Type 2".

Archard was dragged into the ballroom by his fellow villagers in a daze. When he looked up, he was shocked by the luxurious and grand atmosphere there.

Soon, music started playing all around. Archard was socializing with the guests listlessly when he suddenly saw Brisson coming over with a nobleman in his forties, dressed in luxurious clothes.

"Viscount Dicko, this is Dr. Archard, the best vegetable expert in Germany."

Viscount Dicko immediately stepped forward, smiled at Archard, and introduced himself enthusiastically.

For the next hour or so, he ignored all the other guests and chatted with Archard.

Yes, Viscount Dicko's most important target tonight is the young biologist. It can even be said that this ball is held for the latter.

As a good friend of Brisson and a major sponsor of the French Academy of Sciences, Duco had learned that the Crown Prince was going to vigorously promote sugar production from beets. As an excellent entrepreneur and investor, he immediately smelled a huge business opportunity - last time he invested in the Crown Prince's paper mill, his wealth quadrupled in two years.

Of course, he must seize this opportunity firmly!

Then he heard about Archard, including that he was the inventor of beet sugar production technology, a senior talent recognized by the Talent Committee, and that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince personally lectured him on "genetic" knowledge for a whole week.

Although he didn't know what heredity was, it was obvious that His Highness valued Archard.

"Haha, we really hit it off right away." Viscount Dicko put his hand on Archard's back in a very intimate manner and raised his glass, saying, "To our friendship!"

At this moment, a beautiful girl about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a fashionable light purple dress, came over, took Viscount Dicko's arm, and said in a tender voice, "Father, why don't you go dancing? Everyone is looking for you."

Dicko immediately smiled and introduced Archard: "Franz, this is my daughter Ariel."

"Ariel, this is Dr. Archard..."

At one o'clock in the morning, when the ball ended, Ariel sent Archard to the carriage, gave him a sweet smile, and bowed to him goodbye.

half a month later.

Miss Marianne Schumann, arm in arm with her fiancé, a plain-looking paper merchant, happily told her brother about the small villa where they would get married.

She was now very glad that she did not let love carry her mind and choose the poor biologist, who could not afford such a beautiful house.

The butler knocked on the door and walked in, handing Bourget an invitation: "Master, this is from your house. It seems that Miss Ariel, the third daughter of Viscount Dick, is getting engaged next week, and you are invited to attend."

"Viscount Dicko?" The latter took the invitation and looked at his brother-in-law proudly, "Then you have to prepare a generous gift."

Viscount Dicko is a famous paper industry tycoon, a top factory owner, and a wealthy man.

Bourget made his fortune by shipping the products of his paper mill to Italy, so he was naturally very proud to be invited by him this time.

"I wonder which lucky gentleman has been favored by Miss Ariel."

He opened the invitation, then looked at his fiancée and said with a smile:

"Franz Achard? It's the same name as the Bavarian guy who pestered you before, haha."

"Huh?" Schumann on the opposite side was stunned. He snatched the invitation and glanced at it, and suddenly an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

He found an excuse and went out, mumbling: "No, it's definitely not that guy..."

In the following days, the Schumann family seemed to be shrouded in a thick haze.

Marianne Schumann got off the carriage and looked at the luxurious "Grandmaster's Palace" villa in front of her. She felt that it was comparable to the top villa in "Starry Garden".

Compared to this place, my fiancé's little house is no different from a pigsty!
Her heart was screaming and roaring.

I originally had the opportunity to live here, but it was ruined by my stupid brother!
It is said that Archard was rated as a D-level talent by the Talent Committee, and his government allowance alone is as high as 7 francs per year!
(End of this chapter)