Flowers, Swords and France

After reaching an agreement with his grandfather, Charles did not waste any more time. He turned down all official business the next day and went to visit Baron de Bovan's mansion. ≧,

He came to plead for Albert, and also to express his grandfather's and his own condolences to the big banker - by the way, to see the old man crying.

As he expected, when he just arrived at the mansion, he saw a constant stream of visitors in the living room.

Because of the bad news, everyone was wearing heavy black coats and looked very solemn. Although they might not be very sad, it might still comfort the young soul who was already in heaven.

At this time, the servants in the mansion had a very different look. Rather than panic, they looked like they were about to face the end of the world. Their numb calm contained unspeakable fear and they looked extremely nervous. Even the servants who usually entertained guests with ease now looked a little absent-minded, as if they were afraid that they were about to face a disaster.

Their nervousness was soon passed on to the guests. Everyone looked at each other, wanting to say something comforting but not knowing what to say. So the suppressed atmosphere became more and more gloomy, almost making everyone feel breathless.

What disappointed Charles and some people was that after a long time, the baron had not appeared in front of them, and only these servants entertained the guests.

Although they could understand his mood at this time, these guests were not very idle after all, so after expressing their deep condolences, they also planned to say goodbye.

Just when Charles was about to leave, suddenly. The door of the living room opened again. Miss de Bovan walked in quickly with her usual arrogant demeanor.

"I'm sorry, everyone. I've kept you waiting for so long." Her face was very pale, and she looked haggard and tired, but her voice remained calm. "Thank you all for coming to visit today, but my father is too sad now. The doctor told him to rest first, so he can't receive guests today. I have to entertain them... Please forgive me."

Then, she walked in front of the guests. She thanked them one by one and accepted everyone's condolences.

It seems that he has really suffered a great blow. Charles sneered in his heart.

"Miss de Bovan, hey, I'm so sad for the Baron. Such a tragedy happened at such an age! Don't worry, the murderer will be brought to justice, and he will definitely receive the most severe punishment at that time!" When Laura walked in front of Charles, Charles looked sad and sighed. "Although I know this bad news is a blow to you and your father, please don't be too sad. After all, the dead can't be resurrected. Especially your father, he is responsible for running our country's economy. The country and the people need his health..."

"Thank you, Mr. Treville." Laura nodded to him politely. "I have advised my father to cheer up as soon as possible. But... you can understand it? After all, it is such a blow. How could he get over it so quickly? Only time can slowly heal his heart. As for me..."

She smiled bitterly, "I only learned about this when I came back yesterday morning. Well, I guess you know it too. I had been practicing painting skills with your sister before, and I had a lot of fun. I didn't expect... I didn't expect to hear such bad news after I came back! This is really an unspeakable torment! I fainted when I heard the news, and I didn't wake up until the evening. As a result, I had a high fever. It was really... terrible."

"Please be sad, miss." Charles had to persuade again.

"How can I bear it? My brother was killed just like that..." Laura sighed, almost as if she was about to cry, "He was killed so cruelly without knowing why! I really want to use everything I have to exchange for my brother's resurrection!"

"After hearing what you said, I believe your brother's spirit in heaven will also feel comforted." Charles nodded gently. "But, the dead cannot be resurrected, this is the common sense of the world after all, you should look at it more open-mindedly."

"Everyone understands this, sir. But... how can I bear not to be sad?" She shook her head and sighed, then she frowned slightly, her expression was strong in sorrow, and seemed to be filled with great anger. "As for those who committed such a heinous crime... we will never forgive them! We will definitely, we will definitely let him, or them, die without a burial place!"

"It will definitely be so, miss. However, at this point, no matter how sad you are now, it will not help." Charles hurriedly advised again. "You should cheer up and deal with the next situation for your family and your father. After all, you are your father's only child. Please be strong and support your father through this difficult storm - although it is not easy, this is the most important thing you should do."

"Thank you, I will do so." Laura bowed to Charles again, then she smiled apologetically, walked away and entertained other guests.

Good guy, she is not sad at all! Maybe she fainted from joy! Looking at her calm back, Charles thought.

Of course, he could see the indifference hidden behind the grief - fortunately, it didn't look like ecstasy.

However, this was not surprising.

Although he is his brother, if his death can bring him hundreds of millions of wealth, how many people will be really sad? God will also forgive this kind of indifference. Although he rarely meets Laura and doesn't know much, he subconsciously feels that this is a person who will never be emotional and will not waste emotions.

However, it seems that the De-Bowan family has not been devastated by this blow. The son died, and the daughter is still barely useful. This family is still worth making friends with - Charles also made another judgment.

After being received by the host and expressing condolences, the guests gradually began to say goodbye. Just when Charles was about to leave, a servant suddenly came to his side and whispered a few words to him, so he followed the servant and left.

When he walked out of the living room and came to the corridor, he found that Laura was already waiting for him there.

"Mr. De-Bowan wants to see me alone?" He looked at the other party with some doubts.

"Yes, sir." Laura nodded calmly, "If you have time, please come with me. He is in the study now."

"Why did he come to see me alone?"

Since he is in the mood to meet me, why not just meet other people as well? This is Charles's subtext.

"I don't know about this..." Laura also looked a little confused, "Father just sent the order, he didn't explain, and we don't have the habit of questioning him."

"Okay, please take me there." Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of her mouth, Charles nodded, "It just so happens that I have something to tell him."

Lola also nodded, then turned around and took Charles to her father's study.

"Mr. Treville... I have to remind you first. When you see your father later, try not to irritate him too much, and don't say anything too distressing, okay?" After walking for a while, Laura suddenly reminded Charles without looking back, "Since hearing that... that news, his current mental state is a bit worrying... So, if he gets angry with you later, you must not get angry."

"Okay, I know." Charles agreed, "I didn't intend to cause trouble for him this time, and I can understand the pain of losing a child."

"That's great." Laura also looked relieved, and then she suddenly changed the subject, "May I ask how you are now? After hearing such terrible news, she must be scared..."

The original text is available at Liu # 9 @Book/Bar!

"Well, she was really scared. After all, for her, this kind of thing is too unconventional. She is still very worried about you and hopes that I can encourage you a few words."

In other words, has she told her brother what she needs her to say? Laura breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that this person is still reliable at least in the past six months.

"She is really a good child with rich feelings and a kind heart... When you go back, thank her for me." She answered with a slightly sarcastic smile.

Although Charles did not understand her true meaning, he also heard the sarcasm in Laura's tone, so he was a little unhappy - his sister mourned for her so much, but she didn't appreciate it at all.

"But I think she doesn't have to worry about it now, because you are not too sad." He also stabbed back with a little sarcasm.

Laura's face turned pale, secretly scolding herself for being too proud, and quickly cheered up again.

"You are right, I am not particularly sad now." She answered with a straight face, "Is one day of sadness enough?"

Seeing Laura so frank, Charles felt relieved - now they were alone, if she pretended to be in grief again, he would be uncomfortable.

As the two talked, Laura's footsteps finally stopped and she stood at the door of the study.

Then, she raised her hand carefully and knocked on the thick door.

Except for a series of muffled sounds, there was no echo in the study.

But Laura was not surprised, and then she carefully half-pushed the door open and gestured to Charles to come in, but she herself had no intention of going in.

So, Charles walked in by himself and walked into the messy study.

What came to her face was the baron's roar.

"You came just in time! Call your friend here too! I want to interrogate him in person!" (To be continued...)