Chapter 150: Generosity and Repayment
"Gladly, you can only think of me as a true brother, son!"
The young man's enthusiastic and determined answer did not stir up as much emotion in Fran's heart as he had hoped, but only made her more and more unhappy.
Why does this person like to set so much? What else do you say about real brothers...... He doesn't look at who he is, and what qualifications does he have to say that to himself?
β¦β¦ Anyway, as long as you are willing to help, it is better than not helping.
At the thought of this, Fran threw away the little unhappiness in her heart and reopened that heartwarming smile, "I really don't know how to express my gratitude to you, sir...... Where can you see such a chivalrous heart now? No matter what the final result is, in short, I will always remember your heart. β
"Chivalrous?" Ezreal first asked in a low voice, and then opened his mouth to say something, but in the end it turned into a wry smile, "You are right, isn't it natural for a beautiful and kind child like you to be cared for?" If your brother doesn't do it, there will naturally be people who will do it, and I'm just one of them. β
"It's really touching that you say that." Fran nodded, "What should I do to repay your passion?" β
"You don't need to reward me with anything, I don't need to. And I think under your brother's constraints, you don't have much money at your disposal, so keep it to yourself, for your own future. Ezreal waved his hand, indicating that he was not greedy for anything in return, "For me, the best reward is that you can live happily." β
"Yes...... "Fran nodded movingly, then smiled, "Thank you for your blessings, I will." β
The smile was so bright that even the jewels she was wearing were eclipsed, and Ezreal couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
"Okay, how do you need me to help you?"
"I ...... I don't think about it now, I just find myself in a desperate situation, desperate to find help for myself, like those poor people who fall into the water and don't care for a single thing......" Fran replied hesitantly, and the smile on her face slowly faded, "Say it again...... How can I, a weak child, stand up to my brother? You know, my brother is not only my eldest brother, but he is also very popular now, in front of a big official......"
Then, she suddenly raised her voice, as if she regretted her current move, "No, you can't fight him, you are an unrelated person, and there is no need to fight him." I can't force you into terrible danger, it's enough for me to bear this qiΔ alone......"
What's the point of saying that now? I've decided that I'm going to do it, and I'm not going to back down," Ezreal replied energetically, "as for your brother, he's powerful, but so what? He is too big to be right, and he can't beat God! β
Seeing the other answer like this, Fran lowered her head as if she was hesitating about it.
After this temptation, she finally confirmed that the man in front of her was indeed and still had the brute force of a young man who did not care for a single qiΔ - whatever the motive, at least he could use it.
After a long silence, she finally raised her head again.
"Well, thank you, then...... I can only rely on you. β
"My pleasure." Izrael smiled and waved his hand.
"I haven't thought about all the specific actions yet, you just wait, I'll send you a message when the time comes."
Just then, Fran heard a commotion behind her, and she turned her head to see a group of people coming out of the hallway.
It seems that it is time to end the show.
"I'm sorry, I can't stay here any longer." Fran turned back and looked at Ezreal with some anxiety, "Please remember what I told you today!" β
"I will."
Ezreal replied abruptly.
"Goodbye, then, sir." Fran raised her hand, then waved at him with a smile, "I will always remember your kindness!" β
Ezreal bowed gracefully to Fran, and then, in the cold winter wind, he looked at the smiling Fran and stepped back, many steps before turning away.
He had never felt more responsible than he did today, and this pair of cousins, who were all dependent on his help, had to stand up bravely and fight against that man and protect them from harmβhe didn't even want to admit that he was his brother.
He and his father are the same as the raccoon dog, and the son of the bad seed will always be the bad seed.
After seeing him leave, Fran turned and walked back, the smile on her face slowly disappearing, leaving only the usual indifference she had been recently.
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"Charles, thank you for your help! I'll just say, how could we be without your help?! β
In the drawing room of the Count of Delion's palace, the Count gave Charles a tight grip on his hand and thanked him incessantly.
Standing next to him was his daughter, Matilda, a bespectacled young woman who watched the seemingly close interaction between the two men.
After returning from the parade ground of Sartori, Charles came to visit the minister early in the morning, and then told the Count that he had moved the president to promote Lucien.
And he was not surprised to receive a thousand thanks from the earl.
Ever since he learned that the President and Charles were going to send soldiers to the Ministry of Railways and dilute their powers, Count Duliion had not been in a particularly good mood, and it was only today, when he heard of the President's decision to make his son-in-law the head of this new department, that he regained his joy - and he did not feel particularly sorry that the power had been divided could be slightly compensated by his son-in-law.
As for how his successor has a headache, what does it have to do with him?
"I'm just doing what I'm supposed to do," Charles replied with a smile, then winked at Matilda, "After all, we've always been together, haven't we?" β
Seeing that Charles had been looking at her, Matilda, who was silent, smiled slightly, then nodded slightly, giving Charles a satisfactory answer.
"Yes, yes, isn't that what it is? We've always been tied together. The Count replied in a loud voice, "As long as we continue to be so closely united, what storm will we not be able to overcome?" β
"Exactly."
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After a long exchange of polite words with the Earl, Charles finally found an excuse and, after his master had left, crept to a small room by the stairs, and then went in, and hugged Matilda, who was already waiting there.
"Matilda, what do you think I'm doing? Satisfied, right? He lowered his head as he spoke, rubbing her fair cheek.
"Very satisfied, sir, thank you." Matilda's face flushed slightly, and she replied with some embarrassment. "You're doing it faster than I thought it would."
Although Matilda disliked Charles's intimacy with her in her home, she had no choice but to acquiesce to Charles' recklessness because several protests had been ineffective.
Moreover, today it can be regarded as a kind of compensation for Charles - after seeing that Louis Bonaparte and Charles were determined to promote military reform, and that the erosion of his father's power was inevitable, it was Matilda who asked Charles for his help and made his brother-in-law one of the leaders. Now that Charles has done it, she naturally intends to give a little reciprocation.
Of course, she would have done so even if she hadn't asked Charles, but of course Charles wouldn't sue her.
"Of course, since it's something you entrusted, then how can I have any reservations? As soon as I found an opportunity, I recommended Lucien to the president, and finally got him to agree to meet Lucien alone...... It is also thanks to Lucien that he did have real material and moved the president, so that I could open my mouth and recommend him to the president. β
Charles then told Matilda exactly how he had arched Lucien up.
"Great...... Now Dad can finally sleep. Matilda breathed a sigh of relief, "My sister will be happy too." Overall, everyone has received a satisfactory result...... Even I was relieved and didn't have to be blamed by my father anymore. β
"Blame? What can he repensure you? This has nothing to do with you, does it? What is there to reproach you? "There's something strange about Charles." This is the president's decision, and it is a military matter, and no one should question it in the first place. β
"Why do you say?"
Looking at Matilda's mocking expression, as if something had suddenly occurred to him, his eyes widened slightly.
"Is it ......" Charles looked at Matilda in disbelief, "your father has, has ......"
"Yes, I already know. Although Dad was at a loss at first, but now, it's all like this, is there anything he doesn't understand? Mom is even more so. Matilda spread her hands, "But I have freedom of movement, and he can't control me." Besides, they are so happy and confused, they are too busy with ordinary things, so why should they meddle in our affairs? β
There was something strange about her tone, both as if she was consoling and as if she was teasing. It was probably more of a complaint about the alienation of her parents, although in this case the alienation of her parents actually worked in her favor.
"Alright, Matilda." Charles sighed and kissed her forehead, "Don't worry, I know what you mean...... Don't you believe me? β
He really knew that Matilda was actually hinting or threatening himself - you can't leave our family behind or disadvantage my father again, or the two of us will be over.
He understood this, but he was not angry or disgusted, after all, it was normal - Matilda had always been such a person, and it was strange that she didn't think so.
"Hmm...... I understand, so I've always been grateful to you...... Don't you think my 'gratitude' is not enough? Matilda looked up at Charles, her expression a little shy.
"Oh, of course it's not enough, I want you to continue to be grateful, the more the better." Charles replied immediately. "Well, now that they already know, then we don't have to worry so much about it, or ...... today."
"Hey! What kind of crazy are you talking about! Frightened, Matilda hurriedly pushed Charles away.
Charles couldn't help but laugh.
Matilda realized that she had fallen for Charles, and her face turned even redder.
"You really are," she said with some grumbling, "this doesn't look like a man to get married." β
This sentence left Charles speechless for a moment.
He could hear a hint of jealousy hidden in it, but he didn't know how to cut it.
Eventually, he simply changed the subject.
"These are two different things. Matilda, I'll take you there in two days to relax, haven't you been waiting for a long time? β
"Huh? But......" Matilda hesitated, "you're not ......"
"I don't care so much." Charles replied quite directly, "I have completed your entrustment, and you should also complete mine." βR1152