When Charles walked out of the room, he and the servants were waiting outside the door, looking at him worriedly. +

He sighed inwardly, and then regained his spirits.

"You stay here with the men, waiting for my instructions." Charles looked at Kong Ze, "Don't let anyone approach him again." ”

"Okay, I understand." Without any questioning, Kong Ze directly received the order, and didn't even ask him how he planned to deal with it.

Charles then made a gesture for the servant to leave with him.

"Young master, do you want to tell the master about this?" The servant followed Charles, asking cautiously.

"No need, let me solve it." Charles replied stiffly, "Remember to keep your mouth shut." ”

If he did, I'm afraid it would only make him more sad.

"Yes." After only a brief moment's hesitation, the servant bowed down.

Between this father and son, he naturally already has an answer. Since the future master had already given such an order, he could only obey it, no matter how unreasonable it seemed.

………………

When Charles returned to the Marquis's mansion, it was already three o'clock in the morning, and the physical thirst for rest and the psychological blow had mixed together into an uncontrollable sense of exhaustion, making him feel as if his eyelids were weighed by a thousand pounds.

But when he returned to the bedroom, he couldn't sleep, and all kinds of thoughts weighed heavily on him. What happened today, what I heard from my "father". It was like stones thrown on a deep lake, causing ripples and disturbing him.

What to do? He kept asking himself.

Although the first time we met, I had a very bad impression of "father". But there really is no reason not to save him, but this kind of reward from Charles, as he himself said, only wants to be limited to this one and only once.

Well, to achieve this, at least let Agnes be held back for a while. She should not go to her father again, so that he would have time to flee - and it would probably take a long time, because he would need to heal his wounds.

He felt a headache.

But he still didn't dare to rest. He had to come up with a countermeasure sooner rather than later.

Now that Kong Ze has saved his father, maybe Agnes will come directly to the door, and he will have to come up with a way to deal with it when the time comes.

So, what should be done?

He was lost in deep thought. The cool evening breeze kept blowing through the window and onto his face. But he didn't realize it.

He didn't sleep all night.

Wait until the next morning. He hurriedly freshened up, and then walked to the dining room, where his sister was already seated at the table—and their grandfather had not come for breakfast today because of his health.

That's just right. He was also relieved.

"Sir, what's the matter with you?" Seeing Charles's tired appearance with red eyes, Fran was surprised and distressed, "Didn't you rest last night?" ”

"Where can I sleep!" Charles smiled wryly, then spread his hands out to his sister. "Hurry up and finish eating, Fran. I have something important to tell you. ”

That's right, he wanted to tell his sister all these things.

Charles thought about it for a long time last night, and finally felt that if he didn't want to turn against his aunt and wanted to save the situation for the time being, it was better to impress Agnes with a family offensive.

And if you use family affection, you can only be persuaded by a junior like yourself - then if you call Fran with you, you can greatly increase the success rate, after all, Fran loved her very much when she was young, and if Fran persuaded her with tears, Agnes should be a little soft-hearted - I hope so.

Besides, when her father comes back, she must know something, right? Anyway, it's her father......

Therefore, after thinking about it for a long time last night, he finally made this decision.

"What do you want to tell me?" Fran looked at her brother suspiciously, she still had some crumbs left on the corners of her mouth, and she looked very cute. "Is it important?"

"Well, it's very important, so you should finish it quickly." Even under such pressure, Charles couldn't help but laugh.

"Then I won't eat it! Now it's time to talk about it! Fran wiped her mouth with a napkin and jumped up rather merrily. Let's go, sir......"

"Well, okay." Charles nodded slightly.

I hope you don't blame me.

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Then the two of them walked together into the small reception room, and Charles explained to Fran in a concise and concise account of what had happened recently, starting with his aunt and ending with his father. Of course, the specific details, such as those conversations with my aunt and my father, will not be detailed in order to take care of my sister's feelings.

As Charles narrates, Fran's expression keeps changing, from the surprise when she just heard the news from her aunt, to the anxiety after hearing that Charles was beaten by her, to the horror after hearing about her father, and finally to the confusion of not knowing what to do.

"Oh God, how can this be! How so! As if she didn't know what to say, she kept muttering to herself, her eyes blank and unfocused.

Charles knew how much of an impact these words would have on his sister, so he deliberately slowed down the pace of the conversation so that she could come to her senses quickly.

After a long silence, he watched his sister's expression slowly calm down, and continued.

This is indeed an unpleasant thing, but even so, since we are born, we can only accept it calmly. Don't be afraid, Fran, Agnes is just targeting her father, and she won't have any ill will towards you, after all, she doesn't even have any special malice towards me. She loved you so much when she was a child, and she probably won't be ...... now."

"Really?" Fran looked up at Charles.

"Really, though you were too young to remember. But I remember it all......" Charles smiled and wiped his sister's supple head, carefully soothing her affection, "She beat me all day. I take good care of you, I always bring you good food, and I like to touch your head like I do......"

"Hit you all day? You can say that it is terrible! Fran was still a little anxious, "Besides, now is not the time to joke, Auntie really wants to kill Daddy!" Don't you think it's scary? ”

I really don't feel too scared. Charles thought to himself.

"Okay, now I'll make it clear to you. Looks like you understand the urgency of the matter. Charles took Fran's right hand and squeezed it gently, "So." Miss Treville, I need your help now. ”

Perhaps infected by Charles's solemn tone, or perhaps moved by the feeling of "I can do my brother a favor", Fran finally regained some composure from her panic.

That is to say. Do you need my help convincing your aunt? Let her stop embarrassing her father? Fran finally understood her brother's thoughts.

"At least don't be embarrassed for the time being."

"What if the two of us fail in persuasion?" Fran was still a little uneasy. His eyes were full of anxiety, "Isn't that ......?"

"Then the consequences will be troublesome." Charles nodded, "So I hope it will succeed and help me, Fran." ”

"Oh my God! Oh, my God! Fran sighed under her breath, sweat streaming down her forehead.

"Don't worry so much, just show your sincerity." Charles took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead. "I'll take care of the rest, understand?"

"Okay...... All right. "It seems to understand that there is no other way. Fran finally nodded. "I wish I could help you......"

"You'll be able to help, so cute, who would have the heart to hurt it?" Charles replied with a smile.

Just then, there was a knock on the door of the small drawing-room, and Charles opened it, and it was the old servant who was knocking.

As soon as he saw Charles open the door, the old servant whispered in his ear.

So fast? Charles was shocked.

Then, he turned to look at his sister, trying to squeeze out a gentle smile.

"She's coming, sooner than expected."

Fran's eyes widened in disbelief, and then she subconsciously looked around her, fearing that she was not dressed up in any way.

"Don't be afraid, we can take care of it." Charles looked at her flustered look and made a gesture to reassure her.

Then he looked at the old servant again.

"Call her here for me."

When the servant left, the room fell into a strange dead silence.

"Brother, I'm so scared!" Fran's breathing was still very rapid, and he obviously hadn't recovered from the shock and panic just now, "If I fail, won't it be...... Isn't it ......?"

"Don't be afraid, Fran." Charles walked over to Fran's seat, then let her lean into his arms, "I've got you covered." ”

"But...... But ...... "What else did Fran want to say."

Eventually, however, she regained her composure.

Sitting in a chair, she stretched out her arms to hug her brother, then raised her head and looked up at his face.

"You're right, we'll be able to get there, sir!"

Just then, the door opened.

Agnes, dressed in black and holding a tucked umbrella, appeared at the door, led by the servant.

Her calm, angry gaze swept across the room without any emotion, swept past the siblings, and finally rested on Charles's face.

The two men looked at each other like this.

"You surprised me before, Mr. Treville." After staring at each other for a long time, Agnes said coldly, "It's your person, you took that person, right?" ”

"Yes." Charles nodded dryly.

"Now, then, I would like to ask you to return my prey to me at once." Agnes' gaze sharpened, almost causing Fran to shudder, "Right now!" (To be continued!)

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