If there was one person Matilda hated in her short life, it was Miss Lola de Beauwon. This disgust comes not only from the discord in personal interactions, but also from the natural opposition.

That's right, just as the ambitious Lola sees Matilda as an old-fashioned one who deserves to be thrown into a museum, Matilda also sees Lola as an uneducated thug, and the two of them have been in conflict almost as soon as they met in the studio, and this invisible war has continued throughout their entire school life.

However, after many confrontations, the two people also weighed each other, and in addition to disgust, there was also an indescribable affection.

It's probably the feeling of "I hate it, but that guy still has some ability after all".

At the same time, although she is a descendant of the traditional aristocracy, Matilda is also a person who can clearly look at the current situation, and will not fail to understand who is in charge of France today. Men like Baron Beauwan have apparently replaced the old nobles as the new masters of this era.

As Lola said, if the de Dielion family was indeed defeated, even if she could boast of how many generations of blood, she really did not have the right to stand in front of the other party - in this day and age, money has long since replaced blood, and has become the dominant law of the whole society.

Because of these reasons, although she clearly felt the malice from the other party, Matilda still maintained her composure. and superficial respect.

As if not seeing Matilda and Mary's displeasure, Lola slowly walked up to them, and sat down leisurely. "It looks like you two are on your mind."

Mary and Matilda looked at each other. Inquiringly ask how to deal with the other person. Finally, Matilda made a gesture to let herself cope.

"Thank you for your concern, we're fine." She replied rather coldly.

"And what about Miss Trelville, who just left? Is she good too? Lola glanced at Matilda.

"She's been feeling a little unwell lately, so I'm going to rest, and if you're looking for her, I'm afraid it's too late." Matilda's expression was calm. It exudes indifference other than rejection. "She probably won't be back tonight, you should look for her next time you have a chance"

"Really? Is it just that you're not feeling well? Lola asked with a sneer. Looks like you didn't see it that way, did you? ”

Matilda frowned slightly.

Did she just hear something? It can't be such a coincidence, it should just be lying to me.

Come to think of it. Matilda's heart was slightly cold. It's so taboo that it would be a scandal if you say it, so it's best not to mention it if you can.

"I think I have to go. Is there anything else you can do? "As soon as I think of it. She didn't want to talk to Lola anymore. "I'm not feeling well right now, sorry."

"It's really strange, it's such a joyous banquet, but you are all uncomfortable!" Lola still sneered, "It seems that Mr. Trelville's charm is truly amazing, and he can make people like you can't help but be fascinated!" ”

Although Lola just said it casually, she inadvertently hit Matilda's vital point, making her a little stunned.

I'm so unhappy tonight. Is it also because Charles is about to marry someone else? For a moment, the thought crossed Matilda's mind.

It's funny, but it's surprisingly hard to deny. At least Matilda was slightly shaken in her heart.

Fortunately, Lola didn't have Matilda's unexpected embarrassment. God knows how long she'll taunt her.

"But if it's just that you're obsessed with Mr. Treville, that's fine......" Lola kept staring at Matilda, not letting go of any of her expressions, "but what if it's someone else?" That would be too bad......"

These subtle words made Matilda's mood fall to the bottom in an instant.

This guy actually saw it? It's horrible.

"What do you mean by that?" She asked reluctantly, secretly hoping that her guess was not true.

"If it were someone else, at least there would be a sweet memory, but ......," as if intent on frustrating her expectations, Lola continued, "If Miss Tréville is in love with her brother, oh! What an ordeal it was! It was an endless despair and pain, almost never recompensable, and it was almost impossible to hold back tears. ”

Lola said as she shook her head, as if she really wanted to hold back her tears.

It seems that this person does know, although I don't know what method is used.

Looking at Lola's pretentiousness, an irrepressible anger suddenly rose from the depths of Matilda's heart.

"Come on, don't be like this, are people like you worthy to talk about tears? Are you really able to empathize with the pain of others and not take pleasure in it? She looked at the other coldly, not flinching at all, "Now that you know the secret, if you really have any mercy, please remain silent, just like we did." Maybe she's really in pain right now, but we can let time heal her. ”

Stunned by Matilda's sudden anger, Lola quickly regained a calm smile.

"I thought you were her friend! As a result, it seems that now, isn't it just a cold-eyed bystander? What qualifications do you have to say that you are willing to go to the soup for her? ”

"Can this kind of thing help?" Matilda frowned.

"Is there anything you can't do? I'm ready to help her. Lola replied in a low voice.

"What do you want to do?" Matilda's eyes widened.

"I want to make a girl's purest and most sincere wish come true, and since I am a friend, of course I will do my best to do so." Lola smiled again, "It seems that only the three of us know this secret, and it seems that we have no intention of making a statement. So. The most important thing is what we're going to do, I want to do what friends do, and since the two of us claim to be friends with Fran too. So what are you going to do? ”

Mary and Matilda looked at each other, and then each saw the horror in each other's eyes. This man is terrible.

"What the hell do you want to do?" Matilda tried to suppress the displeasure in her heart and asked astringently.

Lola didn't answer, but turned her head to look at the people dancing in the hall, and finally, her eyes fell on the masked pair of dancing partners in the center.

I'm going to hold everybody in the palm of my hand. Dancing with the thread in my hand, she sneered inwardly.

"We are qualified to leave the world and do as we please. Because we're destined to be extraordinary, aren't we? ”

"You're just a mortal, I'm not ashamed." Matilda replied coldly.

Then, she subconsciously quoted a quote from her grandfather. "This disgusting arrogance. It is the root cause of the tragedy of our country for 60 years. ”

………………

Just when several "friends" were still arguing about themselves. Fran didn't have time to think at all, because she was so uncomfortable.

The ** who wants to vomit has always been with her, but it is like a fish in her throat, she can only retching and can't spit it out, such an uncomfortable feeling, she has never experienced it in her life.

However, even more uncomfortable than her body was her heart.

The whole heart was empty, and there was no joy to be found. Not even the grief was gone, only the endless pain remained.

She wanted to cry. But he couldn't cry, as if his tears had been completely used up before.

To escape the almost unconscious pain, she ran to the path outside the mansion, leaned feebly against a tree, and breathed like a goldfish fished out of a fish bowl by a urchin.

She didn't want to go back, because she knew that her brother was dancing with Charlotte for their happy future, so she just stayed here and waited for time to pass.

However, contrary to her wishes, the passage of time is frighteningly slow.

In order to beat this difficult time, she began to quietly reminisce, remembering her previous life—before it became so terrible.

She flashed every scene she had with her brother, and then froze at the moment that made her happiest.

She was only a few years old that year, and she didn't know why she was afraid to sleep alone at night, so she begged her brother to be by her side. Although this request was rude, the brother still smiled bitterly and agreed, and then he sat next to him and read fairy tales that night until he fell asleep. His voice was so gentle that she didn't forget it for a moment, as if it still echoed in her ears......

"The prince and the princess will live happily ever after......"

How nice it would be if time could always freeze in that moment! The girl lamented in her heart.

"What's wrong with you, miss?"

At that moment, a concerned inquiry rang in her ears.

The voice was somewhat familiar......

Looks like that Ezreal Walter! How did he get in? How can this person be so powerful?

The chill that instantly rose from her heart drove away the helplessness in the girl's heart.

No, I can't let such people of unknown origin see my family's jokes anymore! I don't know where the arrogance came from, which gave Fran great courage.

She barely held her mind, then slowly turned her head.

Sure enough, it was a tall man.

It looked like a guest, with a mask on his head, and he thought he had just stepped out of the hall to breathe.

Although the face could not be seen clearly, the pale golden head was the same as that of Ezreal.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

"Sir......" Fran swallowed "please leave me alone" as soon as she spoke.

Although the body shape is similar and the voice is similar, the other party's face and voice are obviously much older.

It seems that she has recognized the wrong person, and Fran is a little overwhelmed.

"Sorry, sir, I'm just slightly uncomfortable......" (To be continued!)

PS: End of volume 3

In the next volume, King Charluru will embark on his own new journey......

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