"Well, let's continue to help Charr in the future."

Hearing Albert's words, Lucien couldn't help but look at the young man again, wanting to see something more in his smile.

No matter how insensitive he was to political affairs, Lucien could hear that there seemed to be something in his words.

"Albert, what do you mean by that?" His eyes flashed a little uneasily, "Could it be ...... Could it be that there is some conflict between the president and Charles? ”

He was not convinced, for it seemed to him that Charles and his grandfather had always served the Bonaparte family with all their might, and the president had been very close to the Trévilles.

"Oh, of course I didn't mean that." Albert shook his head, but the smile on his face remained unchanged, "But who can know what an emperor will think in the future?" ”

Lucien was silent for a moment, not knowing what to answer.

Yes, no matter how close they may seem, the relationship between the politicians is often broken, so what reason is there to conclude that Louis-Bonaparte and the Tréville family will continue to be close in the future?

After this question was put in front of him, Lucien's mind suddenly became confused, if this was the case, then what should he do?

After thinking for a long time, as if he had made up his mind, he finally looked up at Albert again.

"Okay, Albert, I see what's going on. As you said, if Charles falls out with the President, I will leave with him without groveling to continue to serve him. For I am not loyal to the House of Bonaparte or to any emperor, but to my own principles and my friendship. Charles helped me to start my life again, and I am grateful to him and will remember that. ”

"But will your wife agree? The young lady of the Diliion family will not let you squander your future so much? Still smiling, Albert asked, "You love your wife very much, don't you?" What if she was against it? What do you do then? ”

"It was my own decision." Lucien replied very sternly, "I listen to her for the most part, and am willing to listen to her; But there are some things that I can only decide for myself, and I will ask her to forgive me and be willing to make any amends for this......"

As he spoke, Albert looked at Lucien's face as if to confirm his sincerity. When he had finished, he burst out laughing. "Friend, you're an honest man, it's so easy to be serious! I'm just talking about playing, and it's not really like this, why are you talking so strictly? If Julie had known, wouldn't she have scolded me to death? Well, don't take it seriously, just take it as a joke. ”

However, although it was said to be a 'joke', he looked at Lucien in a completely different way at the moment, and it was a rare way for him to look at a true friend.

Then, he looked up again and looked at the wilderness in the distance, looking thoughtful.

"Friend, I've known Charles for many years, and we've always been good friends - at least in my opinion, he's my best friend, a friend to whom I deserve it. He never abandoned me when I was down, and now that I am in danger, he immediately stood up to rescue me without saying a word...... Because of this, I will also do for him what I can do for him, whatever it is. Yes, I thought he was capable of big things many years ago, and now he has proven that he is as good as I expected...... So, I'm glad I was able to help him and I'm happy to ...... There are other friends who can help him just as well. Lucien, you know, there aren't many people who can be considered friends by the two of us...... So I'm grateful for what you just said, really, I'm glad that Charles has another good friend. ”

Although his tone was very flat, Lucien could certainly hear the rare sincerity in it.

"I'm honored." He also tried to suppress his excitement and replied in a tone that was as calm as possible.

Then, the two hands clasped tightly together.

"Okay, let's talk about something interesting, shall we?" As if he felt a little embarrassed to reveal his true feelings, Albert deliberately reopened his mouth in that more frivolous tone, "How embarrassing is it to be like this?" ”

"Okay, then can you just say something?" Lucien laughed cooperatively, "But I can say it beforehand, I basically don't know anything about your 'interesting' things, and I can't catch ...... stubble."

"You may not be able to pick up on anything else, but I dare say you must be able to understand this one......" Albert's smile had a strange hint of urgency in it, "rather, I can only ask you for clarification." ”

"What's the matter?" Lucien was a little suspicious.

"Hmm...... This is the ...... I don't know what to say......" Albert suddenly looked a little flickering, "Let's put it this way, our department ...... In private...... Someone secretly rumored ......"

"What's the rumor?" Lucien was still a little baffled.

"Hah, what shall I say?" Albert was still a little hesitant, and after a moment he made up his mind, "Well, I have heard rumors that Charles and the second daughter of our minister, your father-in-law, the Count of Delierion, are a little too close, well, that's the kind of ...... It's very intimate. ”

Among the officials at the highest levels of the department where Albert served, there was always one

Lucien's eyes widened in surprise at first at hearing Albert's intermittent words, and after a moment, embarrassment made his face blush slightly.

After all, he hadn't been in the social arena for many years, and he didn't know how to answer this kind of thing with the kind of half-concealed joke that is peculiar to people.

But the absence of an answer is an answer in itself - he is indeed a man who is not very skilled in lying.

"Ah, that's true......" Albert blinked, but he didn't look particularly surprised.

To be honest, because Charles had never told him about his secret relationship with Matilda before, he didn't know the whole story of the two hooking up, and to be honest, he secretly suspected that Charles had made a political deal with the minister, just like other officials in the ministry.

Now seeing Lucien's embarrassing appearance, he knew that this qiē was all in his words.

Hehe, I see...... Charles kept it a secret.

Charles really knows how to play! Usually it's pretending to be serious, and I play so many tricks quietly...... However, it seems that he likes to play the kind of noble birth and reserved attitude...... You can pay attention to introduce two to him in the future.

It was the first thought that crossed his mind.

In the social world, it is impolite or even inappropriate to inquire into someone's private affairs like this, but Albert doesn't care, and at the same time doesn't feel that his friend has done anything bad.

However, this is not the case in Lucien's view.

"Albert, promise me, don't spread the word about this, okay? After all, Matilda's reputation is at stake. He acquiesced directly to Albert's question, "Julie also knows about Matilda, and she is very worried about her sister. ”

"Oh, of course, where do you think you're going? How can I get out on the news? Albert smiled and waved his hand, "Don't worry, it's about the reputation of my boss and my friends, I know how to do it." ”

"That's good......," Lucien breathed a sigh of relief, then hesitated a little, "but it's not good that Charles and Matilda are always like this, right?" After all...... After all, he's going to get married. ”

"If neither of them has an opinion on their own, then what's not to do?" Albert still looked nonchalant, "You don't know, marrying that Miss Trevel is not an easy job, how can we bear not to let Charles relax?" Matilda, I don't see much, but she's a woman with brains and talents, and since she made this decision on her own, then we're even less qualified to interject, aren't we? Just let them continue to socialize."

Of course, Albert would not have known, and with his few words, Charlotte would hate him for the rest of her life - of course, even if he did, he didn't really care.

While they were still chatting, Albert suddenly felt something unusual in the distance.

Then, he immediately focused his attention and looked at the withered yellow grass in the distance.

Soon he found out that it was a wild boar, which looked like it had come out to forage, and that it had been very thin from the winter.

Forget it, it can also be used as a suitable target.

He picked up his gun and took aim at the prey.

"Bang!"

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While the two were still chatting, one of the central figures in their topic did not have much of this kind of leisurely mood.

At this time, Matilda was staying in her bedroom, which was furnished like a study, working nervously and seriously.

She looked at Wen Jiàn next to her, while writing letters on the paper with her hands non-stop, doing two jobs at the same time, but she didn't look uncomfortable, and the handwriting was still very beautiful.

It's not a fun job, but she's gotten used to it over the years. She used to be a secretary for her grandfather, and now she is doing the same work for her father, and she is doing it as well as ever.

It is precisely because of her great contribution to the family over the years that she also enjoys the right to do her own thing at home. Even if she had a little doubt, her parents never controlled her private behavior - this was the preferential treatment she had earned with her hard work and brainpower, and it was also a right she had earned.

Although she used this right in a strange way, it was her freedom after all.

I don't know how long it took, but it wasn't until the sun was about to rise to the dome of the sky that her hard work came to an end.

After slackening, she breathed a long sigh of relief, then stretched her waist without any image, and re-supported her glasses.

The eldest lady, who has always been reserved and indifferent in front of people, suddenly put on such a lazy and unreserved appearance, if the servants of the family saw it, I am afraid that they would be so shocked that they could not speak.

After resting for a while, Matilda rearranged all these texts, and then got together with the other party who had dealt with them in the last few days. Looking at this pile of tall papers, Matilda's heart suddenly felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment.

It's time to treat yourself and have a good time.

Then, she suddenly had a lot of anticipation in her heart for the affair with Charles after a while.

The pleasure of the two people having a tryst in secret gave her the first time in her life a sense of pleasure that she could not extricate herself from. It is precisely because the life she lives on weekdays is so strict and self-disciplined that she is so addicted to this kind of tryst and enjoys it.

As if thinking of something strange, Matilda's face suddenly appeared with red clouds, and her eyes seemed to change. No more lucidity.

After all, she's just a young woman.

While Matilda was still immersed in that rambling, even embarrassing, reverie, there was a knock on the bedroom door.

As if electrocuted, Matilda immediately returned to her straight sitting position in her chair, and the smile on her face disappeared in an instant.

"Who?" She asked in as cold a tone as she could.

Then she received from the servant the news of the visit of Mademoiselle Marie-de-Léoltran.

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"Mary, why did you come to me today? What the hell is going on? ”

Once in the reception room, Matilda asked Mary directly.

Her tone was polite, but it implied distance, and she obviously didn't have much affection for the other party.

But it's no wonder. Truth be told, Matilda, though grateful to Mary for telling her about telling her, is still a little resentful of her throwing herself into Charles, so it is understandable that she would show such polite indifference to receive her.

"Not a good thing, Matilda." Mary, who was sitting in her chair, nodded lightly at Matilda. "Thank you, though, for your willingness to accommodate me."

"I'm a little prepared for this, you don't seem to have told me anything good......" Matilda smiled bitterly, "Tell me, what bad news do you have to tell me this time?" Did the old gentleman have any bad thoughts? ”

However, to her surprise, Mary's expression today was a little strange, as if she had something on her mind, and she was not unhappy by her attitude.

"Matilda, don't be angry, it's really not the time." Mary sighed softly, her brows were tightly locked, and her face was very pale, obviously she had really been a little sleep-deprived recently, "Let's put our affairs aside, I have a very strict matter that I want to discuss with you, I have been hesitating for the past few days, I don't know what to do, and finally decided to come to you to discuss it first...... So, please listen to me, okay? ”

Seeing the other party say this, Matilda's expression couldn't help but become solemn.

"Okay, sue me, what the hell is going on?"

Mary's expression was still a little hesitant, and she wanted to stop talking several times, but in the end, she finally made up her mind.

"Lola's brother's murder, you must have heard about it, right?"

"yes, I know." Matilda nodded, "Actually, there are very few people who don't know about it now, right?" Now the newspapers are reporting everywhere, and they are almost written into a novel...... It's hard to see anything else. ”

Then, she reached out and made a helpless gesture to the pile of newspapers on the table in the reception room.

These are all newspapers to which the family subscribes, and Matilda reads them every day in a summary order to understand the public opinion of the various political factions. And the recent death of the son of Baron de Beauvang was apparently the most sensational news, which dominated the headlines of the newspapers for several days, and is now being talked about everywhere, and everyone is so confused that it has apparently become the greatest pastime after dinner.

The newspapers had been reporting on the latest developments in the police investigation for the sake of sales, but in Matilda's eyes, these reports only proved that the investigation had not progressed much.

Because it was raining that day and the murder occurred in the middle of the night, there were not many eyewitnesses, and it took a lot of effort for the police to investigate the testimony of a man who was not tall and dressed in heavy black on the day of the murder and was patrolling the street where the mansion was located.

The man was soon identified as an important clue and was frantically searched for by the police, and even the baron himself wrote a large bounty in the newspapers in the hope of catching him.

It's a pity that this clue is too vague, so although many people are very tempted by this bounty, they have not caught this man in black until now.

"Lola is lucky, isn't she?" Mary laughed suddenly, but there was not much joy in this smile, but there was something indescribably weird, "Before you know it, you have become the only heir to hundreds of millions of fortunes." ”

Matilda frowned, she didn't like the name. "She's really ...... Well, pretty lucky. ”

"yes, that's lucky." Mary still had that strange smile on her face, "She used to be so conceited, I'm afraid she will be even more unsighted in the future, right?" Matilda, I'm afraid she's always had a big opinion of you......"

"What the hell are you trying to say?" Matilda interrupted her directly.

"The thing I'm trying to say is simple." Mary looked up at Matilda, "Do you believe in fate?" Or do you believe more in the miracles that hard work brings? ”

"Huh?"

"I drank that night, and then I stayed in the gallery, and then I found a little room to rest - no one saw me, I had been there for years, and I was very acquainted." Mary frowned, but her tone was calm, "Then, in the middle of the night, I heard a very soft noise...... So I ran to the window, and guess what? ”

"What?" Matilda asked rhetorically.

"Then, I saw a man dressed in black men's clothes slipping out the back door." Mary replied in a tone of trembling tones. "It flashed by, and then melted into the night." R1152