The two of them stayed in the room for a while, and Evan watched the expression on the Duke's face soften a little, and then went downstairs with the Duke.
When they came downstairs, they saw Steward Chris standing behind the dining table, and little Edward was sitting in his seat long ago. When they saw Evan and the Duke coming down, they ran towards Evan excitedly.
"Evan!" He smiled and bumped into Evan's arms, and said loudly, "I didn't even know you were here."
Evan stroked the top of Edward's hair with a smile, and said warmly: "I came too late last night, so I didn't bother." Of course, this sentence is a big nonsense, but Evan said that his face was not red or his heart skipped a beat. It was Duke Wilson, his eyes dodged for a moment.
Although little Edward was precocious, he didn't know such a thing, so he believed it, and pulled Evan to sit beside him with a smile, eagerly filling Evan's plate with his favorite food.
Evan touched his face with a smile, and said softly, "Okay, you have to eat well."
Evan's sudden action made little Edward's face flush red all of a sudden. He nodded shyly, but his face couldn't help rubbing against Evan's palm.
Evan couldn't help laughing, but Duke Wilson, who was sitting beside him, felt a little uncomfortable. He hurriedly grabbed Evan's other hand and whispered, "Let's have a meal."
Evan came back to his senses, patted the back of Duke Wilson's hand lightly, and started to eat with peace of mind.
After breakfast, Duke Wilson had less work to do because it was already winter, so the group went directly to the newly built glass conservatory in the garden to take a look at the new products cultivated by the new gardener. Rose.
The gardener had served the French court, but it was only because of the palace coup that he fled to England. Later, by chance, he was bought back by Duke Wilson.
The first time Evan saw him, he thought it was very magical. Sure enough, the IQ of the ancients should not be underestimated.
The three of them just stayed here, drinking black tea and admiring the roses in the conservatory. The atmosphere was very warm for a while.
But even so, there are still people who don't have long eyes to disturb him.
Butler Chris walked in hesitantly and whispered, "Sir, Sheriff Chandler is here."
Duke Wilson's originally smiling face couldn't help but stagnate. He glanced at Evan, who also restrained his smile, and his expression became a little impatient: "What is he here for?" The tone was cold and stiff.
Butler Chris was playing the drums in his heart. He could see that the duke was in a good mood and didn't want anyone to disturb him, but he couldn't help it.
"The sheriff said to explain the matter of Colonel Mel." The reason why Butler Chris took the risk to report back and forth was because the matter involved Colonel Mel.
Sure enough, upon hearing this, Duke Wilson's face sank.
"Let him wait for me in the living room." It's all about other people's affairs, he can't ignore Mel's affairs, it's about himself.
Duke Wilson dismissed Butler Chris, turned around again, walked over to Evan, and whispered, "I have some things to go back first, you and Edward should stay here first, and if you feel cold, go back."
There was tenderness in his eyes as he spoke.
Edward was sitting by the side playing with his tin soldiers, but he was also stunned by Duke Wilson's expression.
He had never seen his father look like this.
Evan nodded, since the duke didn't let him get involved in these things, he should just stay honest.
The duke strode out of the conservatory and returned to the castle.
Sheriff Chandler was sitting in the living room at this time, he frowned tightly, and he didn't seem to be in a very good mood.
"Lord Duke." He saluted the Duke who came over: "I'm sorry to disturb you today."
The Duke waved his hand with a cold face: "If you have something to say, just say it."
Sheriff Chandler's face showed a hint of embarrassment, he licked his dry lips and tongue, and then said: "Mel wants to see you."
"Meet me?" Duke Wilson sneered: "He still has the face to see me now?"
"I know you are very disappointed with Colonel Mel, but this time I want to invite you to see him." Sheriff Chandler said with some shame: "Mel said that if you didn't see him, he wouldn't be here. plead guilty in court, you know, if he refuses to plead guilty, it's going to get complicated." Sheriff Chandler seemed embarrassed at this point, because he was forced to persecute him by the chief. To beg Duke Wilson was embarrassing enough for him.
Duke Wilson couldn't help frowning. He still couldn't push Mel too hard. If he pushed him too hard, his own affairs would be implicated.
"I see, I'll go back to see him." Duke Wilson said with a cold face.
Sheriff Chandler did not expect that the Duke would agree to him so easily. He was overjoyed and immediately said, "Thank you so much. I hope your kindness can make Mel repent."
Duke Wilson nodded with a cold face, but he was thinking about how to hold Mel so that he wouldn't talk too much.
This time, when I went to Mel, Duke Wilson did not take Evan with him. He made a decision almost immediately, and immediately left with Sheriff Chandler, but before leaving, he instructed Steward Chris to ask Take care of Evan and Edward.
Duke Wilson and Sheriff Chandler came to the police station together in a carriage. Because of Duke Wilson's personal arrival, the entire police station was frightened, but the Duke kept his face dark and expressionless.
Sheriff Chandler led the Duke to the place where Mel was imprisoned. The Duke frowned at the dirty prison and waved to the Sheriff behind him: "You go first, I want to talk to him alone. "
Of course, Sheriff Chandler would not go against Duke Wilson's wishes at this time, and immediately left obediently.
After Sheriff Chandler went out, Duke Wilson looked at Mel, who was pale, and finally spoke.
"What do you want to tell me?" His tone was very cold, with a hint of anger.
Mel raised his head and looked straight at the Duke, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Sir, aren't you worried that I will talk nonsense?" His tone was relaxed and comfortable, as if he was not the one who was in prison at this time. .
"What do you want to say?" Duke Wilson's face was calm and did not fluctuate at all: "No one will believe what you say now."
Colonel Mel looked straight at him, not letting go of any slight changes on his face, until he finally confirmed that Duke Wilson was really fearless, and then he gave a wry smile.
"You're right." He lowered his head: "No one will believe me now."
"However!" He suddenly raised his head and looked at the Duke with a burning look: "Even if no one would believe it, I don't think you would want to be involved in this kind of message, after all, for your reputation, it's very important to you. It's not a good thing."
Duke Wilson's expression remained unchanged, and he said slowly, "You threaten me?"
"No no no." Mel finally laughed and waved his hand gently: "How dare I threaten you, I just want to make a deal with you." He looked unusually reserved at this time, as if Still the gentleman Mel of the past.
"What do you want?" Duke Wilson impatiently chatted with him and asked directly.
Mel couldn't help laughing: "You're still like this, doing things naturally and simply." He paused slightly, then said: "This time, what I did was really bad, and it turned out to be a mess. This is so embarrassing.”
Duke Wilson sneered: "You just know. The last thing you should do in this matter is to touch Evan. You should know my bottom line."
Mel sighed: "Although I can see your feelings for Pastor Bruce, I still underestimate this feeling, this is my miscalculation, but since you are in such a relationship behind you, then you You should be able to understand how I feel at this time.”
He lowered his head slightly, and couldn't see the expression on his face clearly: "I hope I can take the responsibility for this time. Eliza is pregnant, and I think she can live well."
Duke Wilson raised his eyebrows: "Is this your condition? But you also know that Sheriff Chandler was also present when Eliza confessed her crime. This is not just a problem between us."
Mel smiled after hearing this: "My lord, I have never underestimated your ability. I believe you can do this kind of trivial thing."
Duke Wilson also smiled, but his smile was cold: "Although I can do it, why would I do such a thing for you, you dare to touch Evan, did you not think how I would treat you? ?"
Colonel Mel smiled bitterly: "This, of course I have thought about it, but no matter what the consequences are, I will not have any complaints, but Eliza..." He smiled bitterly: "She was pulled into this by me. In the vortex, I can't watch her die, Lord Duke, I believe that you won't want to let Pastor Bruce know what we are doing in secret." He looked at Duke Wilson meaningfully, he dared to Guarantee, if the noble priest knew about what he had done, he would have been frightened and fainted.
At this time, Duke Wilson's face finally changed. He frowned slightly, his expression a little ugly, although he was very sure that Evan was not such a pure person, but those things...
He doesn't want Evan to know what a despicable and shameless person he is, and he doesn't want to take a little risk in this kind of thing, and it has to be said that Mel has caught his weakness.
"I see." Duke Wilson nodded slowly, turned and left the prison. The smell here made him feel sick to his stomach and also made his heart agitated.
Colonel Mel looked at the back of Duke Wilson leaving, and couldn't help walking to the edge of the cell door, shouting to his back, "Lord Duke, please remember your promise."
Duke Wilson stopped and left, he didn't look back, just said coldly: "Before the trial, you will get the result you want, but I also want to remind you, remember your own commitment, otherwise, The consequences of this are beyond your control."
His tone was so cold that Mel couldn't help shivering. He forced a smile as he watched Duke Wilson leave, but wondered in his heart whether his decision was correct.
Duke Wilson left the police station, ignoring Sergeant Chandler's anxious look, and returned directly to Cornwall Manor. His mood was very gloomy, as if he was being held down by a boulder, which made his breathing a little difficult. , This is the first time he has compromised with others, and it is also the first time he has been threatened, which cast a shadow over his originally arrogant heart.
Only when he stepped into his living room again, when he saw Evan sitting on the sofa with Edward and reading the Bible with a smile on his face, his lake-like eyes and gentle voice made his originally heavy heart suddenly. Softening down, he walked quickly to Evan's side, looked at his slightly puzzled eyes, and hugged him.
The tip of his nose was surrounded by Evan's breath, and his mood finally improved at this time. It was all worth it, Duke Wilson said to himself, as long as it was for him, it was all worth it.