CHAPTER XXXVIII
I have to say that Mr. Baddley Hall is a very good man.
As a friend.
Not only did he have a unique insight and outlook on industry, and Margaret said that he was equally brilliant in the House, but Caroline also discovered that the Baron also had an unknown level of appreciation for the arts.
At the very least, he's much better than Charles. Caroline's expression remained unchanged, and she silently commented in her heart.
Therefore, Baddeley still has the capital to attract girls.
"If I have the chance, I would certainly like to invite you to the opera again." Baddeley blinked his sky-blue eyes, he had always known how to win the favor of the young ladies, and he was as smart as he was, and he could take advantage of his innate advantages.
Caroline looked at him quietly, then turned her gaze back to the stage, "Of course, sir, if there is a chance." β
Baddeley is a good friend, but only a friend.
Friend, wouldn't it be nice to be a little more sincere and a little less routine?
Dinner is where Baddeley is looking, a very Irish tavern, the candlelight in it is a little dim, not as bright as elsewhere, and the windows are all made of wood, which is very immersive.
Undoubtedly, Baddeley Hall thinks that a young lady like her, who rarely goes out, will not come into contact with such things, just like how people nowadays can attract the attention of a person of noble birth. That is to take him to a small place on the street to eat the things of ordinary people, and then tell him about his childhood experience, and try to arouse his inner attachment to the most ordinary family love and friendship.
ββIs there any difference between this and #Shoot the domineering president falls in love with me#?
Caroline looked at the creaking door and twitched the corners of her mouth without a trace.
The baron, with his dazzling blond hair, brushed his face with his handsome face, and the tavernkeeper, who seemed to be given great honor, came out to meet them, and Caroline looked at the hand that was stretched out in front of her, blinked, and handed it overβshe couldn't afford to be out there without giving face, though she believed Baddley was used to it.
"Are you still satisfied? Over here? You must not have been here. Baddeley shook the wine glass in his hand, revealing his white teeth, and smiled charmingly.
"I haven't been here." Caroline nodded solemnly, but her hometown was not unique at all, "May I know how you found this place, sir?" β
Baddeley chuckled, "Caroline, I'm not a serious aristocrat, and you probably don't want to know how I've lived my days. β
"Well, indeed, let's eat." Caroline looked away.
Baddeley choked, and then shook his head helplessly, facing the young lady who was soft and hard, he might have to come up with some killer features.
"Caroline, I came out of you today, in fact, I have something to tell you."
"What? Is your factory bankrupt? The young lady on the other side lifted her eyelids, obviously not having much interest in her words.
Badley sighed to himself, he felt that the eloquence he was proud of had come to her, and seemed to be of no use to her, for the young lady could always misunderstand what he said, and choke herself from saying anything.
"If that's the case, then I won't sue you, Hall never makes a loss-making deal, besides, you still invested, my dear miss."
Caroline lowered her fork when she heard this, "So, is Margaret getting married?" β
ββ¦β¦ Didn't Blair propose sooner? β
"Oh, I forgot." A certain lady pouted without sincerity, "So, what do you want to say, sir?" β
His elaborate dinner and this incomparable atmosphere were ruined by this young lady who didn't know how to be romantic!
Baddeley twitched the corners of his mouth, he didn't know if he could continue his conversation. But Baddley Hall's dictionary never flinched from that, and as an aristocrat, he knew from an early age that he had to say what he wanted, otherwise who would?
"Miss Caroline Bentley."
As soon as such a formal opening came out, the person opposite sat up straight, Caroline blinked, her face was very strict, and her eyes flashed with a serious look, which looked quite cute.
"I, Baddeley Hall, would like to formally propose to Miss Caroline Bingley."
"......" Caroline's nose moved, and she looked away.
"It's not hard to see, is it?" Bud stared at Caroline with his big eyes like a clear spring, as if begging for mercy and as if he was selling cuteness, as already said, he has a knack for this, such as taking advantage of innate advantages. "I've admired you for a long time, from the first time we met, and then at the dockyard, so much so that I took the liberty of asking you to cooperate, and even later we became more and more acquainted, Miss Caroline, you can feel it, don't you?"
Caroline didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.
Baddeley licked his lips, his long, curly eyelashes projected on his face by the swaying of the candlelight, looking very melancholy, like a prince out of a fairy tale, "That's why I made such a request to you, to become Mrs. Hall, how about it?" β
"The Bentley family can't give Miss what you have, I can give it to you, if you want to go to sea, I will satisfy you."
"Caroline, what about your reply?"
Honestly, Caroline isn't sluggish, and she's not stupid.
Baddeley Hale had expected this, but because the other party's preferences were too obvious and his impression was too impressive, Caroline always wanted to forget about it.
She has always had an unknown problem, evading it, and always feeling that as long as she doesn't mention it, it's not a problem.
Such self-deception is equivalent to raising tigers in the eyes of many people, but I am not aware of it.
But today, Caroline has some feelings, for no other reason, Baron Hall is really a little abnormal, such as after getting along for so long, Caroline feels that in fact, Badley is a very ambitious person, not only in business, but also in his appearance in the parliament, you can see that he is actually a very serious person.
Serious people basically have a common problem, and they always can't help but take it for granted in love. And the consequence of taking it for granted is probably a routine.
Caroline, who has been tricked many times today, thought that she didn't know much about Baddeley's personality, but she could feel Baddeley's feelings for herself, and she didn't know if it was true that he said that he wanted to propose to herself, but he never said the word "love".
As a result, Caroline's feelings for Baron Hall were much better.
"Sir, I don't think you have a talent for telling jokes." Caroline smiled slightly, and said slowly before Baddeley withdrew her smile, "Although I know you're not joking. β
Baddeley's face changed slightly, but he still maintained a gentlemanly demeanor, "So, what does Caroline think?" β
Caroline raised her glass, gave a bow, and gestured to Baddeley Hale.
"Thank you, sir, for your incomparable praise and affection, I don't think our relationship can go any further, what do you say?"
She didn't want to live in intrigue in the future, even if it was a good thing to be a noble wife.
This marriage came early, but it was still not clever enough.
Baddeley stared at Caroline for a moment, then chuckled, picked up the glass in hand, touched her, and drank it down.
"I should have known that Caroline was a strange young lady, and I happened to have a soft spot for strange things."
"That's a pity, but you know, curiosity is the scariest thing in the world."
"You're right...... Luckily, my curiosity wasn't fatal enough. β
"That's really...... Congratulations, my dear sir. β
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Caroline watched as the Hale servant hurried over, then dragged the man who didn't know if he was really drunk or fake drunk into the carriage, shook his head and prepared to leave.
The servant stopped her, and said to her that he wanted her to wait, but the baron was not at ease that she would go back alone, and in a moment a carriage would come to pick her up.
"Is it the Hall family?"
"Of course, miss." The servant bowed his head and said.
"Then you don't need to." With a smile in her eyes, Caroline looked to the other side of the road, "My carriage has arrived, say thank you to your young master." β
The servant did not dare to say more, bowed his head and remained silent, and watched the young lady get into the carriage before slowly leaving the place.
And here, as soon as Caroline entered the carriage, she saw a handsome face with a bad complexion on the carriage, and she was suddenly a little dumbfounded.
"Good evening? Mr. β
Seeing that Miss Caroline was so light and breezy, Darcy's face was even more unsightly, and he held his breath and said coldly, "Good evening, Miss Caroline, the moonlight must be beautiful, right?" β
Ignoring the instantaneous acceleration of her heartbeat and the lack of guilt in her heart, Caroline quickly adjusted her mentality, and then pulled out a sweet grin, successfully making Mr. Darcy on the other side breathe, "That's for sure, sir." β
Then she saw the gentleman on the other side spewing gas out of his nose, and said with emotion, "It must be as beautiful as the candle flame in the theater!" β
Caroline was noncommittal, "Perhaps, but not as well as the skirts of the ladies and the perfect singing voice of Mr. Diberdine." β
With that, Mr. Darcy's face was a little better, and at the very least, he knew that Miss Caroline was serious about admiring the view, and not because of the people around her who had just prevaricated her.
"Miss Caroline loves these activities?" Darcy paused and asked.
"Actually, it's okay." Caroline's voice was brisk, "It's better to be annoying than being in a room." -- I mean Charles. β
Darcy nodded knowingly, "If you really like these, Miss, I can take you to St. James's Street to see it, of course, just for the outside appreciation." β
Caroline's eyes lit up, "Gentlemen's Club? β
Seeing this, a smile appeared in Darcy's eyes, "Yes, it looks like you're looking forward to it. β
Caroline was expecting it, she always wanted to go over there, but Charles always didn't take her, saying that it wasn't where she was supposed to be.
"Mr. Darcy, you are so generous!"
"I would be happier if Miss Caroline had exchanged generosity for greatness."
Caroline's eyes widened as she looked at the smiling man across from her, a little speechless.
- Oh my God, this narcissistic Darcy isn't the Mr. Darcy she knew!