When Charles left Baron de Beauvan's study and returned to the hall, the ball had begun, but he did not regret it, but simply swaggered past a man.

In the middle of the march, among dozens of dancing pairs, he suddenly discovers that his sister is among them, and her dance partner is his friend Albert. After a moment of astonishment, he smiled and nodded to the other side, and then walked to a corner to rest.

Soon, the round of dance music stopped, and the newly formed dance partners took a break while Albert and Fran came at the same time.

"Charles, I brought your sister back safely," said Albert, deliberately pretending to be serious, "how can you thank me for not letting her fall into the hands of those horrible people?" ”

"I think you're terrible enough, who knows how many girls are in your hands." Charles replied with a feigned seriousness, and then he looked at Fran, "Ah, beautiful Miss Treville, did you have a good time?" ”

Fran just nodded sullenly.

"I'm so happy."

Seeing Fran's answer, Charles looked at Albert suspiciously, as if asking "You wouldn't really do anything, would you?" ”

And Albert just shrugged his shoulders and did not answer his question.

"It's time for me to go find the other guys, you guys talk first!" He smiled and threw down a sentence, and then left.

After watching Albert leave, he looked at his sister with concern, "Fran." What's wrong, did something just happen? You seem to be a little unhappy? ”

"It's nothing......" Fran shook her head slightly, but still preoccupied.

"What's wrong? Did Albert tell you anything? He's never been a serious person. Aren't you ignorant...... If he says something offensive to you, you don't just take his joke to heart......" Charles continued to enlighten Fran, then reached out mischievously and wiped his sister's head. "Come, smile and show my brother!"

"Mr. Treyville," Fran suddenly lowered her voice and looked at Charles with a slight uneasiness. "Just now, that Monsieur de Foa-Grassy solemnly advised me...... I was advised not to have anything to do with the family, who made a gesture to indicate that she was talking about the Baron de Beauwons. He said the family was too dangerous......"

After hearing this, Charles was shocked.

"How did he tell you that? This guy is really, what do you want him to do with so much care. ”

"So, are these words true?" Fran looked at her brother. Waiting for his answer.

"Hmm. It's true. After a moment of silence, Charles gave his answer, "No matter how bad someone says about this baron, you just have to believe it...... So, he advises you to keep your distance from the family for your own good. But I don't think you have anything to do with them. ”

"Then why do you want to be close to their house?" Fran asked, slightly uneasy, "Since he's so dangerous." Shouldn't you stay away too? ”

After hearing Fran's words, Charles couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. Of course, he wasn't going to explain to Fran why he couldn't break with the big banker.

"It's a need," he said vaguely, "but don't worry, I know in my heart the way and the rules of dealing with them, and there will be no problems......

Seeing that Charles didn't want to talk about it anymore, Fran had to keep her mouth shut and stop asking. However, she still had some vague uneasiness in her heart, and this uneasiness made her can't help but ask about that incident again.

"By the way, I also heard Miss de Beauwon," she said, glancing at her brother secretly, and then continued, "her brother, who is now courting Charlotte?" Brother, he is the only son of the baron, and he will definitely inherit his property, and I have heard that there are many famous ladies who are now very attentive to this heir...... You say, Charlotte, will she ...... too?"

After hearing this question, Charles's face instantly became gloomy, and he was no longer as relaxed and casual as before.

"Charlotte didn't like him at all, he was just wishful thinking." Charles immediately interrupted Fran, and he replied coldly, completely oblivious to how stiff his tone was. "So, it's just a boring joke, you don't have to take it seriously."

His answer made Fran's mood sink to the bottom suddenly.

Is that really the case? She was secretly tightened in her heart, but her face did not show the slightest wavering.

"I see! I see......" she smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry I asked so much......"

"It's okay, you've grown up, and you should know some things." After Fran changed the subject, Charles's expression regained its composure, "Anyway, sooner or later, you'll step into the social world, and it will be good for you to know more." What do you think? You should have had a pretty good time today, right? It's so lively......

"If that's the social world, it's too disappointing." Fran suddenly sighed under his breath. "It's completely different from what I thought it would be."

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

"As far as I can see, those people are not so much interested in others as in their own interests, and they are all more concerned with themselves than with us girls; In fact, they didn't bother to hide it. Their faces changed as they talked to us, and they probably thought we were blind and couldn't see. It's lively, but when there are a lot of people, what is there to remember besides being noisy? It's like a desert......"

In this way, Fran said what she was thinking in front of her brother, and Charles kept looking at her with a smile.

"What's wrong, did I say something wrong?" Fran looked at Charles with some hesitation.

"No, dear miss. Your words are absolutely correct, there is nothing wrong with them, and they are very profound. Charles nodded slightly. Looking at Fran with encouraging eyes, his tone didn't know if he was joking or serious. "I didn't expect you to see it through your first appearance, it's amazing how far you go! That's right, the so-called social world is like this, you can see it through in three or two clicks, it's really amazing, I don't know how many girls are addicted to this boring vanity and can't break free! Fran. I dare say that you must be able to become a star in the social world, because from ancient times to the present, only people who really don't regard the social scene as a thing can mix well in the social field......"

"Such a social scene. What's the point of being a so-called star? Fran was a little surprised.

"Of course it makes sense," Charles smiled, "and while it's full of rhetoric, posturing, selfishness, and emptiness, it's an elite place. You'll occasionally encounter insights in the desert. Or meet some interesting people, or even ......" he deliberately lengthened his voice, "maybe you can also weigh up all the promising young talents in the social arena and find yourself the most suitable person to spend the future with...... Well, but there's no need to worry, I can't make up a dowry of 100 million for you now, you can still be patient for a few years......"

This is his joke. It made Fran's face suddenly extremely difficult to look at.

Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she reached out and squeezed her brother's hand hard. The intensity was so great that Charles couldn't help but let out a small cry of pain.

"What are you kidding?" His eyes were full of anger, as if they were about to pierce him inside, "Do you hate me so much?" Do you want to send me away like that? ”

The quarrel between the two people soon attracted many strange eyes from the side, and this huge embarrassment made Charles secretly regret it.

"I'm so sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" he quickly apologized to Fran, "I was just kidding...... Haha ”

Fran also sensed the current atmosphere, so she stopped denouncing her brother despite Charles's repeated apologies, but her angry gaze still did not decrease by half.

Charles couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, secretly scolding himself for being really asking for hardship. He hurriedly apologized one after another, which slowly made Fran lose his breath.

"You're always fond of making jokes that aren't funny at all!" She rebuked Charles hatefully and finally got the matter to light.

Although they finally didn't continue to argue, the two of them instantly became cold, and Charles was helplessly silent. Suddenly, he had an idea.

"Oh, by the way, Fran, now that you're that old and know what the social scene is all about, ...... Well, from next month onwards, I will give you two thousand francs a month as pocket money, and you may use it as a means of communication, and spend it as you like," he nodded to Fran, "and let yourself enjoy your youth, girl." ”

"So much money? What a waste, right? After hearing Charles's decision, Fran was a little surprised, and couldn't care about being angry anymore, "When did our family have so much money?!" ”

"That's right, we're rich now, so we can spend what we love. You don't have to worry, your brother can afford this money, you can just use it and use it, dress yourself up in a showy way, and make everyone envious! Charles replied with a little pride, "Besides, it's not a lot of money, Charlotte can spend it several times a year." Fran, now you're a big lady too, don't be afraid......"

The example he had inadvertently held up made Fran's face sink again, but this time she didn't have a seizure, and she quickly regained her composure.

"Thank you, Mr. Treville......"

Just as Charles was about to answer, there was a sudden commotion in the direction of the door.

He looked across the side, and it turned out to be Baron Beauvang and Louis Bonaparte attending the ball.

This scene made the originally noisy hall almost instantly silent, and then immediately became even noisier than just now.

The Baron and Louis Bonaparte, on the other hand, paid no attention to the reaction of the others, and continued to talk and laugh in a low voice, and seemed very cordial.

This situation made many people think of themselves in their hearts, speculating whether they could benefit from this scene. The celebrities and ministers present at the ball whispered to each other, wondering whether the two men who appeared in public at the same time had teamed up and what they were going to do—and that was what Baron Beauwan had invited them to.

The presence of the big bankers and the down-and-out royalty was the loudest advertisement for their political cooperation, and the political proclamation in which they took what they wanted, sent a new storm into the political circles, which had barely regained calm. The financial community's support for Louis Bonaparte's ascension to the throne, although belated, finally arrived as scheduled, and Louis Bonaparte will certainly not miss this east wind. He will ride the wind to the top and ascend to heaven with his servants.

The young man, who was at the center of the storm, was surprisingly calm about the scene. He quietly looked at the two people who slowly walked to the center of the hall, secretly guessing how they were feeling at the moment.

At this moment, the band restarted the melody of a new round of waltzes.

What a time! He sighed secretly in his heart.

Then, he turned to look at his sister, and his smile grew even deeper.

"Dear Miss Treville, can you dance with your brother?" (To be continued......)

PS: I haven't updated it for a day, and my hands are a little jerky......

I've been a bit busy lately, so I can't update fast, at least lately. In addition, the book is not well received, and it really does not give the author much motivation.

There is no guarantee of the update speed in the near future, so it can only be updated depending on the situation. If you can stand it, continue to watch it, and if you can't stand it, take it off the shelves, sorry, that's it.