Guidebook for the Dark Duke

Chapter 43: A turnaround occurs

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For Evan's official answer, Mrs. Johnson was speechless, and the tears that had swelled to her eyes suddenly fell.

Her eyes, which were originally red, also cooled down at this time.

"Aren't you… unwilling to help me?"

Mrs. Johnson's tone was sad and poignant, and Evan couldn't help but feel a little creepy.

At this time, Ferd was not as sharp as before, and just sat aside with a smile, watching Evan and Mrs. Johnson's confrontation thoughtfully.

Evan couldn't help but grit his teeth, this Ferd really came at him.

"Mrs. Johnson." Evan looked at Mrs. Johnson with a gentle expression: "Of course I am very willing to help you, but this time the matter is no longer in my control, and I can do nothing. Besides, Mr. Johnson made such a deal. How can I speak for God when he is ashamed?"

Evan tried his best to appear kind but powerless. This matter was originally a very complicated case, and he should not intervene without authorization now.

Mrs. Johnson looked at Evan with a hint of despair in her eyes. She gritted her teeth, stood up abruptly, closed her eyes, tears streamed down her cheeks, and she wept softly: "Since you are so compulsive Me, then I don't have to worry about anything anymore, everything I have now is my everything, if you want to take it away, then I will burn all the jade and stone."

She opened her eyes with determination.

Evan was a little frightened by her momentum. In Evan's opinion, no one who could die should be offended.

But Ford was not frightened at all, he sneered and stood up.

"Mrs. Johnson." He looked at Mrs. Johnson's face coldly. Originally, he wanted to use her to expose Evan's ruthless nature, but at this point, he couldn't see that this incident could not end. Because after all, this is a major event for the church, and he can't stand by.

"You want all the jade to be burnt?" Ferd snorted coldly, "That's fine, I can tell you that the property of the church cannot accept any loss. If you don't compensate, the church will reclaim your property no matter what. House, as for yourself, we don't care."

Ferd's remarks were so cold-blooded that Sheriff Chandler couldn't help jumping up: "Mr. Ferd!" He glared at Ferd, "How can you say such cold-hearted words! Mrs. Johnson has already It's so pitiful, do you still force her like this?"

Ford looked at Sheriff Chandler's angry look, but the expression on his face did not change at all, he smiled and said: "Sheriff Chandler, you are really a kind-hearted person, if you are not satisfied with my handling , then the same is true of you helping Mrs Johnson repay the debt."

With just one word, Ford blocked Sheriff Chandler to the death. Evan is not as good, not to mention that he still has a large family to support, how can he repay such a large amount of money.

Ferd ruthlessly looked around at the people around him, and finally looked at Duke Wilson, who had a calm face, and even raised the corner of his mouth, and finally stopped his gaze on the sad-looking Mrs. Johnson's face. After these days of contact, He clearly realized that this woman was not an ordinary middle-aged woman, and that her heart was even colder than a man's, and he would not believe anything she said.

"Okay, Mrs. Johnson." Folde softened a little: "The church understands your situation, and we will not force you to repay immediately. As an agent of the church, I can assure you , the church will give you three months to raise this money. Before that, we will not disturb your life, but please understand that the church is not a weak enough object to be bullied. If you want to forgive your arrears, give up."

Ferd's remarks finally eased the tense scene a little, and Sheriff Chandler's tense face before, also eased a little, at least not a word that drove people to death.

Hearing this, Evan couldn't help but glance at Ferd. It's a good way to push people to the extreme and give some sweetness, not only to achieve their goals, but also to let this person be grateful to you. sharp.

After Mrs. Johnson heard this, her expression changed slightly. Finally, she finally raised her head and looked at Ferd with tears in her eyes. She wiped her wet cheeks with a handkerchief, and then said softly, "Thank you for your generosity. , I will hurry up to raise funds."

Ferd nodded casually, then sat down.

Duke Wilson didn't finally speak until Ferde was seated: "Since the two of you have reached an agreement, then please leave, I have things to do later."

Duke Wilson said these words very coldly, showing no mercy at all. Everyone present looked at the Duke with some surprise. In the eyes of everyone, the Duke has always been a cautious and observant existence. This kind of embarrassing scene , they have hardly ever seen.

Duke Wilson ignored everyone's gazes at all. He stood up impatiently and waved to the outside. Immediately, a servant came in and made a welcome gesture.

The faces of everyone couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. The Duke's gesture was equivalent to driving people away.

In the end, Ferd reacted faster. He immediately bowed to the duke and said with a smile, "Then I'll leave first, I'll trouble you today."

The Duke nodded coldly, and Fuld immediately turned and left the room.

Mrs. Johnson and Sheriff Chandler also retreated along with Ferd, but the expressions on their faces were not as comfortable as Ferd's.

These three people left Cornwall Manor quickly. The speed at which they left even surprised Evan. What happened to the Duke

Evan turned to look at Duke Wilson with some doubts.

Facing Evan's surprised face, Duke Wilson bowed his head unbearably. After a long time, he finally whispered, "I don't like these people."

They came to his manor and bullied his people, a situation that Duke Wilson could not bear.

Evan didn't understand Duke Wilson's psychology, and sighed: "I understand your thoughts very well, this matter is too bizarre, and Mrs. Johnson's backtracking really caught me by surprise. I didn't expect Mr. Johnson. Not even a penny was left."

Speaking of this, Duke Wilson couldn't help but sneer: "You are too kind, saying that she didn't leave any money, it was just because she was greedy for property, they are husband and wife, and Mr. Johnson can't count on money. Mrs Johnson's."

Hearing Duke Wilson say this, Evan's expression couldn't help but stagnate. He lowered his head and thought for a long time, and finally shook his head: "Although what you said makes sense, I still can't believe that Mrs. Johnson would have such an idea. , I have always believed that human nature is inherently good, and I will not use malice to guess human nature until I get more information."

Duke Wilson was speechless for a while when he heard him say this. He looked at Evan with a complicated expression, and couldn't help but sighed in his heart. Such people would actually exist in this world. He must not let these people today, Drag him into the dark abyss.

Although a person like Duke Wilson is not good at reasoning, he is more sensitive to the maliciousness of human nature than anyone else. Today's scene of Mrs. Johnson is too deliberate. He was almost at the moment when Mrs. Johnson cried, I realized that Mrs. Johnson is not as pitiful as she said. Today's scene, except for Evan and the confused Sheriff Chandler, everyone is not easy.

Duke Wilson looked at Evan's profile with a cryptic expression. He must investigate this matter. He must know the past between Evan and Ferd. He can't stand Evan having a life without himself. .

Duke Wilson sent Evan back to the second floor as he was, and watched him fall asleep before leaving Evan's bedroom.

When Duke Wilson entered the study, there was already a person waiting in the study. With an ordinary face, this person looked like a gentleman, very neat and tidy. When he saw the Duke come in, there was nothing wrong. Making a fuss, he stood up gracefully, took off his hat dramatically and bowed to the duke: "Lord Duke."

Duke Wilson walked past this man expressionlessly, without raising his eyebrows. He walked straight to the back of the desk and sat down before raising his hand: "Sit down, Edson."

There was a smile on the corner of Ederson's mouth, and he sat down slowly: "Sir, you haven't summoned me for a long time. What's the important thing you are here this time?"

Duke Wilson frowned, paused for a moment, and finally said: "You give me a thorough investigation of Pastor Bruce's background, and you can't let any details."

Ederson was slightly surprised when he heard this, raised his head and glanced at Duke Wilson: "Pastor Bruce?"

He is the Duke's staff and a town resident of Derain Riel. Naturally, he knows Pastor Bruce, a faithful believer of God, a kind and disgusting young pastor.

"Is there anything wrong with this Mr. Pastor?" This was Edson's first reaction.

Duke Wilson frowned slightly and shook his head: "No, I just want to know what his background is. Now that he is close to me, I don't want any problems."

Hearing this, Ederson's smiling face suddenly disappeared. He stood up solemnly and looked at Duke Wilson with very focused eyes.

"Has your relationship with Pastor Bruce reached the point where a background investigation is required?"

His question was very solemn, and it almost made Duke Wilson a little bit overwhelmed.

"This kind of thing doesn't need your intervention." His answer was a little guilty: "You just need to do what I told you."

Ederson half-raised his head and looked at Duke Wilson's hand holding the cuff. He suddenly felt a little bad in his heart. What happened to the person who made Duke Wilson so nervous? Although he has not communicated with the duke in the past few days, he has been paying attention to the duke's every move. The duke was assassinated, and the contacts of the entire duke's mansion rushed to the capital. The prince who committed suicide is only afraid at this time. It's already very uncomfortable, and the pastor Bruce who saved the duke's name, he has never paid much attention to it, and now he thinks that he can stay in the duke's mansion to recuperate until now, which is a very strange phenomenon in itself.

Adelson clenched his fists, and a hint of determination flashed across his originally dull face. He still had to think about this matter.