"Alan, go in and say." Brian greeted Allen, who had come to greet him, and intimately hugged his back, and the two of them crowded into the room, the "conference hall", one on the left and one on the right.

Usually there is no one here, but in the past, when the people of the town were gathered here, when there was an emergency or related important affairs, as the most prestigious local elder, the focus of the focus was on the business field.

Servants followed and carried items into the room, some lighter, some heavier, and different materials, so that they made different sounds during the process. or crisp or heavy.

Brian himself couldn't be idle, and he moved a box of the heaviest things with his own hands, and he could only say that he thought he was unlucky when he ran into this Brian guy.

But what he has is strength and strong muscles.

On the contrary, the servants seemed rather weak.

This little weight is a small amount for Alan.

Alan only frowned, the box contained.

The servant's carrying was finally finished with Brian's impatient "hurry up".

After emptying, only two male hosts remained, Brian and Allen.

Brian said, "If it weren't for your face, I'd have gone to dismiss these people in the morning." ”

"Anyone is shriveled and weak."

This may seem like a bit domineering to Brian, but it has its benefits, the right amount of humor.

Brian has an exaggeration that Allen can't reach.

The two of them are quite handsome, and their appearance is confident, so sometimes, they naturally reveal a little bit of wildness and arrogance because of this.

It can be estimated from their beautiful figures and facial contours.

But their taste and dress, as well as their splendid appearance, made them look like the muses of the "male gods", closer to the nobles in the eyes of ordinary people in the world.

He himself was a representative and symbol of nobility.

Needless to say.

Huanyi nonsense, the temperament and behavior they show are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Of course, this is actually an exaggeration.

It's just that even the nobles of the most ordinary royal sons are slightly inferior to them - under their superior knowledge and appearance.

"I'm talking about it again, huh! Is Isabel okay these days? Brian asked.

There is a longing in his eyes to be exposed to the sun that cannot be hidden.

She ...... Extremely inconspicuous, completely a little girl from the countryside. Alan replied.

"That'...... It was a woman with a pretty face and a pretty body, and at least I could detect something in her eyes that I didn't know, and something I hadn't seen before...... In anyone who has a noble bloodline and is born into a prince or nobleman or other person of good origin. Brian said.

"Then you should have overlooked, besides Isabel, there are at least one or two that are worth your heart, aren't you?" Alan looked back at his domineering eyes.

Alan recalled: "Amuni. Amelia, isn't it? ”

"Yes, but they don't belong to me anymore."

Brian lowered his eyelashes thoughtfully.

"Wait, I still have important documents to work on."

Allen said.

So he walked to the copywriter and buried himself in writing.

He stopped writing, looked up again, and said, "Maybe the two of them haven't returned yet, you can continue to persevere." ”

"Okay, after this, I already have a heart." Brian said, facing Allen's sidekick.

Brian stopped and sat on an empty stool next to him, not far from the copywriter.

Eren was unfocused.

Brian picked up a puppet in a box and played with it aimlessly.

It's full of lively dynamics.

Alan also had such lively times, just not at this time.

His vitality is all due to interest, and only full motivation can make him move forward and fight, and at the same time, he can have fun in the process and make his full play.

At this moment, Alan is more like a brave young man who can withstand thousands of tempers, is not afraid of death, is not afraid of risks, and is not afraid of opponents of any category.

He was in a world of weeds and dead leaves, where wildness and rudeness were permeated, and what his family had imposed on him made him seem to be in harmony with a bit of gentleness.

At this time, compared to others, he is undoubtedly quite confident.

Uh-huh? He seems to be sophisticated and poised, and he does whatever he wants to do, regardless of anyone's interests.

And judging from the appearance he revealed, he was so leisurely and comfortable to deal with.

"Hmph, he's really good at going around the topic, and if I don't pay attention to it, I'll fall into the trap he prepared." Brian thought to himself.

He just went straight to Isabelle, no.

Brian gave Eren a look of trickery.

"Hi, Miss Gray, hello." Brian glanced at Miss Julia and walked forward.

"Hello, Mr. Brian." Julia replied.

I thought to myself, I can't wait and can't wait, and I didn't even look at me.

The roses in the garden were almost all withered, due to the cold air and fog that spread everywhere in the winter.

But in Chester House, it's still quite warm to walk around and not go to the fields.

"Isabel, where?" Brian asked a maid who was cleaning the outer hall and the surrounding corridors.

When the maid saw Young Master Brian, she paused, and her eyes twitched from him for a long time.

She was stunned, conquered by the light that came with him.

Of course, this wasn't the first time she'd seen Young Master Brian himself.

Brian has been in close contact with Chesterton lately.

It's just that this time the encounter was separated from the previous one, not ten days and a half a month.

"Oh, upstairs, in her room." The servant put down his broom and replied.

"Hi...... Isabel. Brian probed.

"Who?" Isabel poked her head out.

"May I come in, I'm Brian, the one from the last prom." Brian knocked at the door.

In the empty room inside, he seemed to hear her movements and even breathing clearly, and he didn't know if he was too sensitive.

"I ...... Here it comes. Isabel said, "I should know who you are, look at my memory." ”

"I'm in, miss." Brian followed Isabel's push through the door and stepped forward.

Isabel didn't even know out what he was "impersonating", but it seemed that he knew everything.

Not only Brian, but everyone up and down Chesterton Manor was discussing the matter in private.

"You already knew about the last prom, right? I'm pretending, my real name is Isabel, not Annabelle...... It is strange that none of you mentioned this at the feast that followed. ”

Isabel said.

"Uncle Bruce deliberately tried to hide this from everyone, and later he clarified your matter with everyone." Brian said, "What a strange! ”

"I know, of course I know, your name is Isabel, and I think Isabel's real name is more beautiful than the name Annabelle."

"Mr. Brian." Isabel exclaimed.

"Huh?" Brian looked at her.

"Are you feeling better?" Brian Road.

Isabel scratched her head, "Isn't it Bruce...... Alan's uncle revealed to everyone that I fell from an orange tree? ”

"I passed by the garden and saw Uncle Bruce pruning the withered branches of the moonflower, and I heard Daisy say that he helped you with your wound yesterday."

Brian said as he looked straight into her gaze.

Isabel continued to bow her head.

Then the sunlight poured down and hit the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Isabel exuded a look of delight, how could this upper-class Young Master Bruce care so much about him?

Was it Alan who instructed him to come?

"Brian, it's fine that I'll just call you Brian, even though I know it - I'm just an ordinary maid." Isabel said.

"But I know — you're anything but ordinary." Brian was domineering.

What he has always said is not to be ignored.

"It's too much of a lift." Isabel retracted her smile and silently looked at the outside world.

If no one reveals it, who will know that she is ordinary when she puts on her prom costume?

Her conversation and innate temperament are not possessed by other ordinary women.

"Looks like you didn't eat breakfast." Brian Road.

"yes, I'm a little haggard." Isabel spread out the mirror and looked at her face before she had time to put on makeup.

In the past few days, the fog of winter has been very heavy, and the servants have told her not to go out without permission, otherwise it will not be good to be hurt and injured.

"I'll tell Daisy to get something to eat, okay." Bruce Road.

"Well, but don't call her good, I think she seems to have some misunderstandings and prejudices about me."

"Really?"

"Moreover, we are all servants, and it is extremely inappropriate for me, a lowly servant, to be cared for by her."

"I didn't expect Miss Isabel to think so carefully and nuancedly in her heart." Brian praised.

"That'...... Maybe I can finish breakfast with Alan and bring it to you. Brian said.

"He is often a person who does not see people, especially strangers, and if there is anything that offends you, I apologize to you on his behalf."

"Heh, how so?" Isabel sneered.

"But didn't you say he didn't want to see strangers?"

"I see that he often shows me a cold face, what is it that dissatisfies him?"

"Okay, then, I'll go down first, and I'll come back to you later." Brian took his leave.

"Hmm." Isabel rolled up the velvet blanket that slipped off her knees, and the wind was blowing through the open doorway.

The maid hasn't finished cleaning yet, and Brian will definitely be gossiped about if he comes up alone for so long.

I wonder if Alan will come?

Or will he still be extremely indifferent and indifferent to himself as usual?

It's strange that when she met Brian, all that came to her mind was about Allen.

Maybe it's because Brian and Alan are friends with each other!