After hearing his aunt's tone, Charles couldn't help frowning. ―{2}{3}{}{x}]

This commanding tone was rarely used against him now, but he still managed to calm his mind.

"So, you're asking us now to hand over my father and kill you?" He asked rhetorically in a tone as gentle as possible.

"He's your father, but he's a despicable murderer!" Agnes replied sharply. "And you, do you want to shelter this lowly murderer? A murderer who killed your mother? ”

"I'm afraid I can't accept your statement, it was an accident." Charles shook his head slightly, and he felt Fran's hands tremble a little.

"Accident...... Is it? Was it really an accident? Could it not have been done on purpose? Agnes sneered, "Besides, even if it's an accident, shouldn't there be any price to pay for killing my sister and your mother?" No, it can't be, sir, it's useless what you say, give him to me at once. ”

"No, it won't work, I can't let you kill him like that." Charles rebuffed again, "Yes, I do have a lot of grievances against him, but I can't just die without help, right?" ”

"You ......," Agnes trembled with anger, "you remember that you have a father, but what about your mother?" Don't you remember her? Did she deserve such a fate? ”

Looking at Charles's appearance, she couldn't help but sneer again, "That's right, you are still surnamed Trevil after all, how can your heart be towards us?" Shire. Let me ask you again, where is he? ”

"I ...... Still no comment. Charles shook his lips, then nudged Fran with his hand. Motioned for her to say something soft, "Anyway, after so many years, it's the first time you've come to our house?" ”

Fran's hand on him also squeezed lightly, indicating that he was ready.

"I wish I never had to." Agnes replied coldly, "You don't have to call your grandfather, I don't want to see him." If it weren't for his single-minded desire to cover up. How did things come to this? ”

"So, does your hatred for our family include even a child?" Charles couldn't help but frown. Then he moved out of the way so that the two of them could make eye contact, "Look at your niece, how scared she was by you?" ”

Fran looked at her aunt hesitantly. Then he stood up slightly nervously. There was still a slight tremor on his body.

"......Hello, Aunt Agnes," she greeted in a trembling voice, "I wonder if you remember me?" ”

This kind of timid appearance makes almost everyone feel pity when they see it.

Her aunt, however, was unmoved.

"I know you, Miss Treville." She replied rather coldly, "But I want to talk about important matters now, and I don't have time to talk to you." I'm sorry. ”

Seeing that it was so difficult to say hello, Fran couldn't help but make eye contact with her brother.

Something is wrong...... A flash of doubt flashed through Charles's mind.

He clearly remembers it when he was a child. This aunt loves her sister very much, how can she become so indifferent and even hostile today? Weird, right?

Even stranger...... Since they met, she hadn't asked her sister how she was doing, not once.

Why is that? Is it just because of the grudge against my father? So why do you have some reservations about my attitude?

An inexplicable panic flashed through his heart. At this time, he suddenly felt that it was probably not a wise choice to leave his sister here.

Fran was not as nervous as her brother was, and although she had been hit at the beginning, she continued to deal with her terrible-looking aunt as he was told.

"Auntie, I actually understand your feelings. Mom...... Mom has such an experience, it is indeed impossible not to be sympathetic," a little tear appeared in the corner of her eye, making her words even more sincere, "But, things are already like this, what can we do except face reality?" Will you take my father after God has taken away my mother? That...... I, I'm really miserable, aren't I? I beseech thee, do well, for God's sake, and for our brother's and sister's sake, spare our father...... I'll make sure he apologizes to you......"

As she spoke, she also began to cry, obviously thinking of something sad.

However, although she said it poignantly, this crying plea did not touch Agnes's heart at all.

"This is our business, and you are not qualified to take care of it, miss." She replied with a sneer, "I said, I don't have time to chat with you, and I don't want to see you, so you don't have to say any more, my will will never change!" ”

Such a categorical answer seems to express a feeling that you no longer want to negotiate. Fran's face turned very ugly, and it was obvious that she had been struck by her aunt's heartless words.

At the same time, it was also announced that Charles's plan to use Fran's family affection to impress the other party was completely bankrupt.

Exhaustion, boredom, and anger hit Charles's heart together.

"That is, you don't want to think about our opinion at all?"

"Yes, I only want that person's life, I don't want anything else." Agnes replied without hesitation, "It's useless what you say, I won't change my mind." It's better to say ...... I feel sorry for you, Charles, I thought you didn't know the truth, so I didn't tell you, and it turned out to be ...... I didn't expect you to choose to shield that brute after learning the truth, you...... Are you worthy of your mother? ”

"It's a personal matter for me, and I think I'm better qualified than you to make decisions." Seeing that the soft approach didn't work at all, Charles also chose to be tough.

He let go of Fran's hand, then walked over to the other and looked directly into the other's face, "That is. You are not here today for the sake of representations, but for the ultimatum? ”

"Yes, that's it." Agnes nodded. "If it weren't for you, then I wouldn't even have negotiated."

"Thank you for your kindness," Charles smiled coldly, "but I'd like to ask...... What happens to you if I refuse your representation? ”

Angered, Agnes' hand tightened, and the umbrella lifted slightly. So much so that Charles had the illusion that she would do it later.

However, the umbrella was eventually lowered.

"In that case, I'll have to give up taking care of you."

"What do you mean?"

"I'll be on the social scene. In the newspapers, anywhere, make this scandal public, and then officially propose a duel to your father. Agnes' expression was calm. Apparently the decision has already been made. "So, Charles, listen to my advice, and for your own sake, don't do anything stupid anymore, I don't want to get to this point. You're still young and have your own future, so you don't have to get involved in this kind of thing. Putting yourself on your own for that kind of bastard......"

The words behind her obviously contain indescribable affection. But Charles could no longer hear, and he was deeply shaken by his aunt's previous words.

She wants to get this kind of thing out there?

No, it doesn't work, absolutely not!

If this was made public, it would be a huge blow to the reputation of the Tréville family - and it would certainly affect his future, not to mention the fact that his father and grandfather were still suspected of committing crimes.

He couldn't let that happen anyway, and there was only one thought left in his head at this point.

“…… This kind of thing cannot be believed without evidence...... "He asked rather dryly, "it's just chasing after the wind!" ”

"Chasing the wind? No, Charles, we've already found out the truth......" Agnes shook her head slightly, apparently telling him not to take chances. "There's evidence for that."

Charles's heart seemed to be under increased pressure, and the whole person was a little flustered for a while.

"It's impossible, it's been so many years!" As if reluctant to accept reality, he retorted loudly.

"Yes, many years have passed, but crimes do not disappear with the passage of time." Agnes still sneered, and then, suddenly, in a very peculiar tone, added, "Isn't there a guilty evidence in front of us?" ”

"In front of us?" Charles frowned.

Then he seemed to understand something, and looked back at Fran, who had been sitting in his chair blankly, "What do you mean by that?" ”

"What do you mean......?" The smile on Agnes' face suddenly disintegrated, and then turned into a twisted expression that blended shock, hatred, and coldness.

"Do you really want to hear it? All right...... Then I'll tell you a story......

"What do you mean?" Charles took another step.

"Listen quietly, I hope you'll be able to keep your composure after listening." Agnes' expression was still so horrified, "Ten years ago, I made a decision after I received a definite testimony that my sister's death was not a pure accident. ”

"What decision?" Charles asked, confused.

"I'm ......," Agnes' tone became a little creepy, "and decided to bring my sister's bones back to our house." ”

"You went dig my mother's grave?"

Not only was Charles taken aback, but even Fran couldn't help but scream. "Ahh You! How can you do that! ”

In this era, most of the citizens of Paris died and their graves were hastily buried in the cemetery or even just a burial, but the Treville family was naturally not so simple, since returning to China, the Duke of Treville set up a family grave in a manor house and the remains of his father, who died during the Revolution, were also moved here, and Charles's mother was naturally buried there. However, although he, the little young master, had to go with him when he was buried, he really didn't go a few times later.

"Why can't I do this? While killing my sister and hypocritically burying her in his own cemetery, is there anything more shameful than this? Agnes replied sharply, as if her whole body was trembling with anger, "And then...... Guess what I showed up then? ”

Charles was a little cold from her gaze, but he barely managed to keep his composure.

"What's up?"

"Inside that dissected coffin, I ...... I am apart from the remains of my sister. The remains of another person were also seen. No, I can't say it's another person...... Because, that's ......"

She suddenly sneered. But to Charles, the smile was more terrifying than any snarling.

"That's the remains of a baby!"

There was a loud bang.

Fran fell out of her chair, gasping violently, like a drowning person, sweating profusely.

Charles's situation wasn't much better, his face twitching uncontrollably.

"Nope! That's impossible! You're lying to me! ”

Although he was shouting this, he faintly felt in his heart that it might be true. So......

That's why she has changed her attitude towards Fran.

"Lie to you, why should I lie to you? That's true, Charles. My sister and her children died. It's right to think about it, how could she keep the baby in that situation? We've all been lied to, hehe, hahahaha! Agnes' smile deepened. The hatred is also more palpable. "When I saw the remains, I cried...... Because I imagined what it was like. She was rolling on the ground and wailing, while your father stood by, watching indifferently! She was in pain, it was in pain, it was unbearable, she was crying to God for help, but no one helped her. There was no one, and as a result, she died in agony. In the end, the child was taken away...... When I think of this, my heart, my heart hurts so much! She has suffered such a terrible grievance, and it would be pitiful if no one could avenge her, wouldn't it? Therefore, I must kill the dog, only in this way, my heart can stop colic, and only in this way can my sister pass away with peace of mind. ”

Charles didn't know how to answer, and his mind was at a loss, the fact that it was so shocking that he didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Agnes didn't look at Charles again, but turned to look at Fran on the ground. "Miss Treville, do you hear me? Hmph, don't put on such a pitiful appearance in front of me, although it is not your fault, but the more you do this, the more it will only make me angry. Who the hell are you? Was it the kid that the bastard picked up from the side of the road? Or, to put the truth even more viciously, that you were the illegitimate daughter of that man, and you ended up taking the place of your sister's daughter and enjoying the honor you deserved in her place?

Forget it, I don't want to pursue this question anymore, it doesn't matter who you are, anyway, I don't care about you. You are Miss Treville, but not my sister's daughter, and therefore not my niece, and I have no relatives like you, and even the thought that you have usurped the position of my relatives makes me feel angry in my heart......"

"It's not like that...... It's not like this......" Fran had lost his mind, lying on the ground, muttering unconsciously, tears flowing, dripping on the stall, staining a wet stain.

His aunt's evil words and his sister's crying finally brought Charles to his senses from a momentary trance.

Whether what she said was true or not, it was now clear that his aunt had some evidence of his father's misdeeds, and thus had a scandal that would strike him.

This is no longer his father's business, but his own vital interests are already at stake.

An important handle is now in the hands of others, and this time it can be solved by handing over the father through guò, but what about in the future? Will it be calm in the future?

Should I listen to my aunt? And then entrust your destiny to someone else?

No, not even an aunt.

Absolutely not.

He suddenly felt his knees go limp, and then he fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face.

"Why is this happening......" his weak voice was like a wail.

Seeing Charles' expression like this, Agnes finally stopped talking and walked in front of Charles.

"Charles, don't cry, you have to be like a man! How did I teach you back then? Look what you look like now! She said to Charles, half-reproachfully, "It's nothing, you didn't do anything wrong, it's all the sins of that bastard, he just needs to pay for the sins with his own life!" And you, you have your great future, and no one can hurt you. So, you see, do you still want to protect that kind of beast? Listen to me and tell me his current address......"

Although she was full of hatred for Edgar and even the Marquis of Treville, in her eyes, Charles was undoubtedly her sister's son and her relative. She didn't want her loved one, whom she had seen since she was a child, to be devastated by her - threatening to expose it was just her last resort, and she didn't want it to happen to her like Charles.

However, her feelings could not be conveyed to Charles's heart, or even if she could, the result would not be any different.

Both siblings wept on the ground like a sad accompaniment.

Charles was still crying, as if he had lost his mind.

"Alright, stand up!" Agnes frowned and reached out to pat him on the shoulder, "It's a shame to look like this!" ”

Charles stood up in obedience.

"Don't cry, it's disgusting to watch, a man's ......" Agnes reproached and patted her shoulder, as if she had returned to the time when she taught him swordsmanship, and her hand unconsciously let go of the umbrella in her hand.

However, she forgot about jì, this nephew has been ten years old.

In that moment, Charles threw himself into her arms, and then hugged her waist tightly.

When Agnes reacted, her hands and feet were already tightly bound, and the difference in strength between men and women made it impossible for her to break free from this tight embrace for a while.

Damn it! Her eyes widened.

Then, the nephew's head quickly slammed into her head.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Once, twice, three times, after one impact, she finally lost consciousness.

Her biggest mistake was to forget about this nephew...... Also a Treville. (To be continued!)

ps: The three more are completed ~~~

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