In a dimly lit room, a dim oil lamp was dim and fon, and a middle-aged man sat behind a delicately carved wooden table directly opposite the door, with golden hair, blue eyes, and a golden curly beard around his mouth, an authentic English gentleman, holding a quill in his hand, burying his head in the paper and not knowing what he was writing

"Buckle button!"

There was a knock on the door, and the man raised his head and was silent for a while: "Come in..."

Arnold opened the door and walked into the study, looking at his father, who was still working all night, and criticized Megan's naïve thoughts and practices in his heart: "Father"

Abel didn't speak, put down the quill in his hand, took out a cigar from the drawer next to him, lit it and took a slow puff

The smoke from the spit hung in front of Abel, so that Arno could not see his father's face, and the room fell silent, and after a long while, Abel's old-fashioned magnetic voice came from the air: "You made your mother worry all night"

Arno stood at the table and said nothing: "Just now the servant told me that you brought some friends back, of course these friends are not friendly people, and they still have weapons and guns on their waists"

Arnold buried his head: "They are my friends, they will not hurt me and my family"

Abel flicked the ashes off his cigar: "You're an adult, you have your own business, I don't want to say more, but you have to remember, don't let your mother worry......!

Abel stood up and looked deeply at Arno: "Always remember that you are my child! If you encounter problems in your career, I think in the whole of London, we Dorian family can still talk!"

Then Abel sat down again: "It's already this time, you should have entered a sweet dream in bed at this time, not standing here." ”

Arno smiled wryly: "Dear father, I think I need your help now, isn't our castle abandoned now?"

Abel's eyes widened: "Abandoned!?Do you know how many pounds I spend every year on the maintenance of that damn castle! And send armed servants to patrol the castle day and night to prevent other citizens from entering! If it weren't for the fact that this castle was handed down by Dorian Zu, I would even want to tear it down!"

Arno smiled embarrassedly: "Aha, look, you are maintaining and sending people to patrol, since you have spent so much money, it is better to give it to me to use, so that the pounds you spent on the castle are not in vain, father."

Abel gasped heavily: "Okay, I can give you the castle, because you are the eldest son, according to the family ancestral teachings, everything I have in the future should be inherited by you, but ......" Abel got up and walked to the window of the room, looking into the distance: "Remember! Don't let your family fall into a dangerous situation!"

Arnold put his hands on his chest and bent down: "I swear!"

Abel turned: "I think you should need pounds too, go to Wilson tomorrow to get it, but I suggest you convince your mother to agree to you moving out tomorrow, go ahead, you should go to bed now"

Arno straightened up: "Good night father, I think I should be able to convince my mother, and besides, you are really a great father" After speaking, Arno slowly walked to the door: "Please rest early, you are the pillar of the family" After speaking, he closed the door of the study, and after a long time, Abel returned to the desk and picked up the quill to continue writing and drawing, but the curvature of the corners of his mouth could not be hidden