After writing the letter, Charles wasted no more time and directly packed some important documents and a few changes of clothes into a small suitcase, picked them up and walked outside.

As he reached the middle of the stairs, he suddenly heard a greeting from the hallway on the other side.

"Brother? Where are you going? ”

Charles stopped, then looked in the direction from which the voice came, and found Fran, who was wearing pajamas, holding a small candlestick, looking at herself with some doubt, the hazy and flickering candle flame added a mysterious charm to the girl's delicate face.

"Oh, Fran, why haven't you slept yet?" Charles smiled and asked, "A child of your age should go to bed early." ”

"I heard a noise, so I ran out to see it." There was a hint of tiredness in Fran's tone, but she didn't forget to retort, "I'm not a child anymore!" ”

Fran's retort made Charles laugh.

"Well, it's true that I'm not a kid anymore."

"Where are you going? Why do you have to go out so late? Fran still hasn't forgotten the original question, "Is there something urgent?" ”

"Yes, it's a bit urgent." Charles replied directly, then looked up at his sister, "I didn't want to disturb you yet, but since you're here, I'll tell you directly." I'm going out for a trip these days, you have to be obedient and take care of grandpa, understand? ”

"How many days out?" Fran was so surprised that she stopped talking, as if she wanted to ask something, but in the end she didn't ask anything. She just nodded slightly, "I see." ”

"Then I'll go first." Charles nodded at Fran, then turned back and walked down the stairs. "Remember, I'll check on your studies when I come back. Don't think I'm lazy without you! If you are disobedient, be careful that I will ...... it again when the time comes" At this point, he noticed that something seemed to be inappropriate, and quickly stopped his mouth.

Fran's face flushed slightly, probably thinking of Charles's words.

Charles was slightly embarrassed, so he didn't say anything more and continued on his way.

Seeing that my brother is about to leave. Fran hastened to say what she had planned to talk about tomorrow.

"Brother, Ms. Adelaide has sent someone to the studio today to inform her that she is going to the countryside tomorrow to relax. You want me and a few other classmates to go and chat with her to relieve her boredom, and then paint a portrait of her......"

"Oh?" Charles was surprised at first, then a little rejoicing, "That's really congratulations." It seems that she really cultivates you. My sister is really good. ”

After getting the long-awaited compliment. Fran smiled happily, as if it had made the night's wait worth it. Then, she looked at Charles and whispered a word of advice.

"Brother, you must take care of yourself!"

“xiexie。”

"I will pray to Emperor Xiangshang every day and let it bless you!" She whispered.

Charles looked up and looked at his sister above, a little helpless in his eyes. Let's be honest. Maybe it's because the atheistic thinking of the previous life was too deep-rooted, so even after experiencing such a miraculous thing. Coupled with the next twenty years of cultivation, there was no way for him to have much respect for the so-called God.

"God doesn't love you as much as I do, and if you're going to pray for me, I'm skeptical of its positivity......"

His sneer made Fran laugh at first, and then quickly rebuked with a straight face, "How can you say such a thing in front of the Holy Father!" Brother, you are blaspheming with such words! ”

Charles shrugged his shoulders and walked straight on.

Fran had been standing in the hallway, watching her brother's back drift away. When he was gone, she slowly closed her eyes, put her hands together on her chest, and whispered softly.

"Almighty God, I beg you, forgive your brother for what he has just said, and bless him with your boundless mercy. Please! ”

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Despite his apologies, Charles woke up the servant and told him to prepare the carriage and take him out of the mansion, and when he reached a square, he stepped out of the carriage and sent the servant home, and then he walked slowly to the secret hideout.

Xia Er naturally understands the allusion to the three caves of the cunning rabbit, so since he started this promising job, he has already run several secret hiding dens for himself in case of emergency. Judging from today's experience, this kind of expenditure is indeed necessary and deserved.

It's a small apartment building, deep and silent, with plane trees blocking out most of the light, and you can't help but get tired from your first day here. What's even more satisfying is that the inhabitants here are more or less unusual, thieves, fraudsters, prostitutes, and other strange people, so that everyone knows that they almost never care about anyone else's business, even if the person comes running in from outside in the middle of the night.

After he finished cleaning up the room, he lay down on the bed gently, with exhaustion and happiness, and finally ended this hard and stressful day.

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That night, Charles had a dream, a somewhat absurd dream.

Charles de Treville, grandson of the Marquis de Treville and son of Monsieur Edgar de Treville, contracted neonatal pneumonia shortly after birth due to caregiving, Zuihou's condition deteriorated and died of respiratory failure, and Fran was born five years later, and later grew up alone with her grandfather as an only daughter;

After losing a lot of money to the family because of her mistakes, Charlotte never gained the trust of her grandfather again, and never had the opportunity to use her talents again, Zuihou married a mediocre man who had no blood but did not like it at all, and died in a dull and uninteresting life.

After the bankruptcy of the Marquis of Treville, the old man soon became overwhelmed by the psychological blow, and finally died under the double blow of poverty and disease. And his only granddaughter, after living alone for a while, Zuihou entered the monastery. Serve God all your life.

The scene of this dream is that the young girl is kneeling on the ground praying to the Holy Father, lamenting and weeping for the misfortune of her life. "Oh God. What fault have I committed, and Weishenme has to suffer so many calamities...... Forgive me for my sins! ”

"Nope! No! Fran! Fran! Don't be afraid! Brother is here! As the dream continued, Charles cried out unconsciously, his whole heart throbbing, until Zuihou finally woke up, when his whole body was covered in cold sweat, and even his heart was beating a little faster than normal.

This is a fact that really happened. Or is it just a ridiculous dream?

It doesn't matter anymore.

Because of my efforts, they have obtained a more haode fate, and they must also get a more haode fate. The God she believed in had not blessed them. But with me, that's enough.

He made up his mind, then cleared all the complicated thoughts, closed his eyes again, and fell asleep.

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By the next morning. Mr. Du Taai who was beaten up by Charles. I finally woke up under the care of the doctor. As soon as he regained consciousness, he let out a roar of rage, cursed the bastard young man who had beaten him, and then forcibly tried to get out of bed, only to be stopped by the doctor and the servant next to him.

"That brute, that bastard! How dare you hit me! That uncultured bastard! Du Taai's incessant shouting and scolding was evidently weak, as he had just been battered, but the resentment in it was not diminished in the slightest.

Then. Baron Beauwang, who had been informed by the servant, entered the room and looked at his men who were still cursing on the bed. He didn't have any emotional fluctuations, and he didn't speak until the other party's scolding was getting lower and lower.

"You're in good spirits, it seems that I don't have to worry about it."

Hearing the boss's voice, Du Taai hurriedly restrained his swearing, and then tried to sit up and speak respectfully to his boss, but unfortunately was ruined by the doctor.

"Mr. Beauwon, what about that man? Ran away? He asked hurriedly.

"He didn't run, he was just sent away by me." The baron replied calmly.

"Ahh Du-Taai felt the wound on his head twitch again, and the hatred in his heart increased a little, "Hateful! You don't know, this grandson of the Duke of Treville is a mess! I've met him a few times because of fundraising! Last night I was trying to tell you about it, and he ...... it."

"You have only said one thing wrong," Baron Beauwon, still very calm, "he is not the grandson of the Duke of Treville. ”

He picked up the letter in his hand and gently read one of the sentences aloud again.

"I am not the grandson of the Duke of Treville, but the lover of Miss Charlotte. Neither she nor the Duke of Treville knew my true face. ”

"What is this?" Du-Taai asked in surprise.

"A letter, I received this morning. It seems that the young man wrote it. The baron threw the letter at Du Taai, who quickly picked it up and read it.

"Damn it!" After a quick look, he couldn't help but curse again. "This bastard!"

"A bastard indeed, and a bastard with little grace." Baron Beauwan sighed slightly, and then said, "Then, not a fool, on the contrary, very smart. Mr. Du Taai, I have to say, against his backdrop, you were a fool last night, and you were beaten in vain. ”

"You're going to let him go!" Du-Taai asked with some resentment.

"Weishenme, no?" The baron asked rhetorically, "Especially if he can bring me a lot of money." ”

"Big money?" After hearing this word, Du Taai instantly forgot his hatred, and hurriedly asked—what a valuable professionalism!

"You'd better recover quickly, you'll have work to do again this time." The baron glanced at his men lying on the bed without any emotion, and then he walked out of the room.

It was then that he felt compelled to reassign the young man a credit rating.

"Five million."

zuihou, he muttered softly to himself. (To be continued......)