Although he was beaten to pieces, it was dinner time after all, so Charles had to hurriedly redress himself and walk out with Agnes. [][][]

Along the way, the servants looked incredulous when they saw the young master with a blue nose and swollen face, but when they saw Charles's unkind expression, they all hung their heads in shock, and they didn't dare to take another look - of course, how they would spread the word in private afterwards, this kind of thing was out of control.

Charles wasn't in the mood to care what they were thinking, and he walked to the front of the restaurant with Agnes, who was following him undetachedly, and pushed the door open.

Then, Fran and the Marquis of Treville, who were already seated, turned their gaze to Charles at the same time.

Although the old marquis remained calm, his sister was shocked.

Seeing her brother being beaten so miserably, her face suddenly turned pale, and then as if she understood something, she turned her eyes away and put it on Agnes behind her, at this time her eyes were already full of anger, and subconsciously, she also held the dinner knife tightly in her hand.

Then, she yelled at Agnes, "Did you do that? What have you done? ”

The roar was so loud that it seemed to come out of the chest, echoing throughout the restaurant.

Charles and the Marquis of Treville never imagined that Fran, who had always been docile, would one day disregard her manners like this, and they were a little stunned for a while.

A moment of astonishment was quickly replaced by calm and embarrassment, and Charles hurriedly waved his hand. "Don't be afraid, it's just my own carelessness!"

Although he got Charles's explanation, and determined that his brother was not in a state of being held hostage now. But Fran gave her a hateful look before putting the knife back in its place.

Then Charles said no more, and sat down in his usual seat, and Agnes sat at the bottom of the long table, facing the Marquis of Treville in the main seat.

However, although she was face-to-face, she did not greet the owner of the house. Just nodded coldly and lightly, even if it was a greeting.

She intellectually understands this old man who has shielded her son's evil deeds and has never apologized for many years. But emotionally unforgivable, let alone smiling.

Fran watched this scene suspiciously, wondering what had happened, why her aunt, who had been reduced to a prisoner, suddenly appeared in front of her eyes with a swagger. And how could my brother become a miserable person who was beaten violently. So she looked at Charles worriedly.

Charles made a gesture telling her not to worry and to eat first, so she had to hang her head and eat in peace.

In this way, the Tréville family's dinner began today in this oppressive and silent atmosphere. For a while, there was only the sound of the clash of tableware and the footsteps of the servants in the restaurant, and everyone no longer even met their eyes. It's as if it's all frozen.

To be honest, Charles's bitter face barely put on a smile looked ridiculous. But no one laughed out loud, because the atmosphere was so awkward today.

This atmosphere made Agnes feel quite uncomfortable, she didn't like this feeling that she had ruined the harmony of other people's families, but when she thought about how her sister had been treated back then, she also felt at ease.

When everyone was almost finished, the Marquis of Treville suddenly raised his head and looked at his granddaughter.

"Fran, have you seen him already?"

Fran glanced at Agnes hesitantly, not daring to speak.

"It's all right, say it, kid......" The old marquis sighed and motioned for her to continue.

"I met him, and we talked for a while......" Fran bit her lip, looking a little sad, "and then I did as my brother instructed, and told him that we would not care about him anymore, and that he should be careful if he ...... If the next ...... If we haven't escaped next time, we won't care anymore...... Then he said that he knew and that he would leave as much as he could......"

"Very well, kid, well said." The old marquis waved his hand, signaling that she didn't need to go on, "This matter is over, you can forget about it, child, nothing happened, don't be afraid." ”

"But...... But...... Grandpa ......" Fran still seemed to want to say something, "I, ...... in the end"

"Okay, I've already said it, this matter is over!" Grandpa frowned, "For you, nothing happens, no one can affect you, understand?" ”

Under her grandfather's slightly harsh gaze, Fran finally calmed down.

"Okay...... Thank you, Grandpa. ”

"Okay, don't worry, we're here for everything." After reassuring his granddaughter, the Marquis of Treville turned to look at Agnes.

He didn't speak, but what he meant was clear - we have kept our promises, and I ask you to keep them too.

Agnes nodded slightly, indicating that she already knew the situation.

"Fran, Aunt Agnes is a guest at our house these days and won't go out, so it may be boring sometimes......" Charles quietly revealed Agnes' current situation to his sister, "So, if you have time, you can also accompany her more to relieve her boredom?" After all, we're all busy......"

"yes, okay." Fran nodded in response.

But, despite her quick consent, Charles secretly raised her gaze and glanced at Agnes, both fearful and wary.

This is also quite normal, because in the morning, the aunt's attitude towards her is too bad.

Forget it, there are some things that can't be forced, he told himself.

"When you're done with dinner, go pick a room, Agnes." He smiled at Agnes and said, "In that case, I can tell the servants to clean up as soon as possible." ”

"What, does your house still need to be cleaned up like this?" Agnes asked rhetorically with a hint of sarcasm.

"Of course, our family is not short of rooms. It's just that...... I want them to clean up to your liking. Charles still smiled and replied, "After all, you're our important guest." ”

"It doesn't matter. Whatever, I don't pay much attention to that. You can ask the servant to find me a room at will. Agnes shook her head, "I've been wandering outside for the past ten years, and I've been sleeping in the open many times, and I don't have much to enjoy and don't ......."

Charles froze slightly, not knowing what to say.

"Oh, that's okay. In that case, it's rare to come back, so take this opportunity to relax. "Finally. He could only say this in embarrassment.

Even after the break, she had to hunt down her father.

"Don't worry, I don't feel like I've suffered," Agnes said, perhaps considering Charles' embarrassment. "I've been to Italy over the years. I've been to Turkey, I've been to Russia, I've seen so many things, it's a kind of travel, it's much more fun than staying at home all the time. But ......"

As if remembering something, she sneered again, "Although we had a hard time, that person had a good time." Everywhere you can find women who are willing to support him...... Maybe it's the ability of the bloodline? Anyway, he's comfortable. Even if it's back. There is also a woman who is willing to risk her life to save him, hmph, otherwise, he would have been ...... by me a long time ago"

Both of them frowned at the same time.

But because they understood that Agnes was angry, they could only remain silent.

"This guy, I'm afraid there is no shortage of women willing to spend money for him anywhere." The Marquis of Treville hatefully picked up his glass and poured himself a glass of wine, "It's a pity that this is the only one like me." ”

Although it was full of vitriol and ridicule, after this round of venting, Agnes's mood finally improved a lot, and the mustard in the heart of the Marquis of Treville was also relaxed, so the atmosphere in the restaurant eased a little. Although it can't be said to be a happy one, after all, it has become a normal dinner, and Charles's heart has relaxed a lot.

Just as Charles, who was already hungry, began to eat himself regardless of it, he suddenly felt an unusual feeling. He quickly looked up, and now it was his sister staring at him.

He hurriedly threw away an inquiring look.

Fran made a gesture, a code they used to use as children - can you wait for my room, I have something important to tell you.

Ah, it doesn't look like that's over yet...... Charles sighed inwardly.

Well, well, the hardest ones have already been solved, is there anything that can't be solved?

He immediately nodded, indicating that he had understood.

Fran lowered her gaze, then took a sip of the soup.

Then she stood up, saluted the group, said she had finished eating, and walked briskly out of the restaurant.

Charles hurriedly continued to eat, and after a while, he also announced his farewell.

As soon as the siblings had left the room, the dining room fell back into the strange silence it had been.

Agnes didn't look at anyone else, but just ate the meal quietly, as if all her mind had been on these long-lost delicacies.

"Thank you for all these years, Agnes." After a long silence, the old marquis suddenly whispered.

"It's fine." Agnes replied coldly, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have had to work so hard. ”

"Ah......" the old man sighed.

Then, he looked back at Agnes, "As my grandson said, we're not going to care about this anymore. ”

"Good."

"As long as you don't make the kind of mess that Prince Condé did back then." The Marquis of Treville replied with a look of indifference, "and, without informing me then, I can act as if nothing was done." ”

[On August 3o, 183o, Louis-Henri de Condé, the sixth Prince of Condé, was strangled to death in his bedroom by his servants, and the case immediately became a shocking case.

However, after many investigations, the murderer was not found in the end, and because the dynasty had just changed (the Bourbon dynasty was replaced by the July dynasty), the case finally became an unsolved case.

And because the prince's only son was killed in 18o4, the Confucian family was finally extinct. 】

"Okay, thank you for making this decision. I don't have the right to ask for more from you. Agnes also bowed slightly to him, "Then, I, on behalf of my sister, forgive you. ”

"No, I'm just thinking about myself and Charles." The old marquis put down his glass, "You don't have to expect much from us, we will not hesitate to do so if we need to deal with you in the future—and I will be too disappointed in you if you accuse us of being immoral next time." ”

"Of course I do." Agnes smiled and replied, "You hate emotions, but don't worry, I have no feelings for you. ”

"Good." The old marquis stood up, then nodded at her, "Goodbye." ”

Then he turned and left the dining room, standing straight and haughty, but his back was slightly awkward.

For this woman who clearly wants to kill his son, kill the son he has pampered for decades, and kill his son who is extremely disappointing although he is not successful, this is already the best attitude that this old man can put on.

"Goodbye." (To be continued!)

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