Guidebook for the Dark Duke

    Tom's face was a little anxious, and he hurriedly said: "Mr. Reverend, the Duke is here."

    The Duke is here? This sentence made Evan, who was still a little confused, completely sober up.

    He sat up abruptly from the bed, and Tom handed over the clothes that Tom had prepared a long time ago. What is the purpose? It's not like his style of behavior in such an early morning.

    Evan packed himself as quickly as possible and walked downstairs.

    He saw Duke Wilson at a glance, he was sitting at the dining table, with a leisurely demeanor, as if the place he was doing was not a small and cramped dining room, but some gorgeous castle.

    He also saw Evan, a smile quickly appeared in his originally cold eyes, and he stood up from the chair.

    "Are you awake?" After saying this, he found the dark blue in Evan's eyes, and his eyes sank: "Are you not resting?"

    Evan's heart suddenly softened, he smiled and waved: "I'm fine, just a little tired, you come today..."

    He turned around and glanced at Tom, Tom's originally gossipy face suddenly showed a trace of grievance, but in the end he turned back and left, and the entire restaurant, at this time, only remained Evan and Duke Wilson.

    "What do you have? Charles?" Evan walked to Duke Wilson and whispered.

    Duke Wilson couldn't help but put his arms around Evan, he pressed Evan's ear and whispered: "I heard that you are going to let Mel see his wife, and I too I want to go see it."

    Evan was stunned for a moment, and broke free from Duke Wilson's restraint. He looked at him carefully. They only agreed on this matter last night, and Duke Wilson even knew about it today. Well, it's so fast.