Evan and Duke Wilson went to rest in the corner, but for the people around, the place where the Duke is is the center of the whole banquet, so even if they sit very low-key in the shadow of the corner, there are still countless Ruo Wu's eyes swept over.
Duke Wilson frowned impatiently, glanced at Evan beside him, and finally said nothing.
However, Evan did not pay attention to these eyes. He is now thinking about how to get along with the Duke in the future. Now that the image he maintains has initially stabilized, how to gradually deepen his relationship with the Duke in the future is a very important thing. Tough question.
First of all, he is a priest. As a spiritual profession in this era, a priest's character is very important. If he is too eager when dealing with the relationship with the duke, I am afraid that something will be wrong, and he will also make him Passive, but he can't be too indifferent, which will make the Duke have a wrong perception. With the character of the Duke, I am afraid that they will experience more tests.
When thinking of this, Evan drew a cross on his chest, the duke's ghostly side, in the original book, Evan was already terrified. He didn't have the powerful halo of the heroine, so don't try this behavior lightly.
Evan clenched his fist lightly, and finally decided to adopt the tactic that he was initially detached from. The Duke will always have a day when he can't help it. When that day comes, let's take action. Now we still have to deal with the things in front of us, Buddha. De's threat has not been completely resolved yet. He needs to use the power of the duke to make Ferd eliminate his hatred for him. The first step in this plan is to make Ferd realize that things were not simple back then.
A dark light flashed in Evan's eyes. At that time, Ford didn't know that his father had found the original owner. If he knew about this, then things would be easier to deal with.
After the banquet, Colonel Mel personally sent the duke and Evan out of the manor. Although Colonel Mel's manor was not as grand as the Duke's manor, it was remarkable. Evan was actually a little surprised. Colonel, how did he gather such a large fortune? You must know that many retired soldiers like him who have no family background are not very happy in life.
Although Evan was puzzled, he winked and didn't ask more. Colonel Mel is a decent gentleman, and his wife is a parishioner who can develop. Knowing these two points, for his parish priest Will suffice.
Evan returned to Cornwall Manor with the duke's carriage, and because of the evening's entertainment, he couldn't support it.
Duke Wilson followed Evan upstairs. His room was separated from Evan's room by the corridor. Evan stood at the door of his room, looked back at Duke Wilson, and whispered, "Good night."
Duke Wilson stared straight at Evan, his eyes seemed to flash with brilliance, and there was no sound between the two for a long time, until Evan felt a little weird, Duke Wilson suddenly looked at him and smiled, the corners of his eyes and brows were frowning. With a touch of light joy.
"Good night, Evan."
Evan's name slipped from the tip of his tongue with a hint of connotation.
Evan couldn't help but shudder, this person... this person...
He clenched his trembling hands, used his best strength to restrain the boiling in his heart, and smiled calmly: "Good night, Charles."
Duke Wilson brushed past Evan, and the corner of his clothes hit the back of Evan's hand as he left. The cotton and linen texture made the back of Evan's hand a little itchy, and Evan couldn't help but use another Covering the back of his hand with one hand, he gritted his teeth and turned to enter the room.
Evan leaned back against the door, gasping for breath, but his eyes flashed with excitement, Duke Wilson, he would never let go.
Evan quickly walked to the desk. His tired body and mind were terribly sober at this time. He looked at the book Duke Wilson gave him on the table, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In this world, there is no one but himself. Man can get him.
**
Early the next morning, Evan was woken up by the footman. He tossed it too late last night. When he fell asleep, the sky was already faintly breaking, and getting up now made him feel a little uncomfortable.
"Mr. Pastor." The servant looked at Evan with some anxiety: "That gentleman came again that day."
Hearing this sentence, Evan, who was still rubbing his temples, suddenly stopped his hand. The gentleman in the servant's mouth, if Evan guessed correctly, should be Ferd.
Since the last time Evan saw Ferd alone, Duke Wilson has given instructions to the entire Cornwall manor. When Evan sees guests again, there must be a servant present. The euphemism is to be able to pay attention to Evan at all times. Wen's body, but how well Evan knows about the duke's personality, he knows that the mind of this duke who has a strong desire to control is not as simple as he shows.
"Where's the Duke?" Evan asked unintentionally. He took the shirt from the servant and put it on himself. He didn't like the habit of being served and dressed.
The servant's brows were sorrowful: "The Duke is talking to the gentleman in the living room."
Looking at the servant's expression, Evan knew that the situation at the scene might not be very good, and he had a bottom line in his heart. Duke Wilson didn't like Ferde very much at first, not to mention this matter, I'm afraid that he would not like the Buddha. De's senses have swayed to rock bottom.
"I see." Evan took the coat from the servant's hand, put it on by himself, turned and walked downstairs.
These two people are the dooms of their own fate. Whether they can turn the crisis into safety or not depends on his ability.
When Evan came to the living room, the atmosphere in the whole room was very strange. The Duke sat on the chair beside him with his legs crossed, his chin raised slightly, and his eyes were full of indifference, while Ford had a smile on his lips, looking very mild.
Evan's expression turned slightly, with a gentle smile on his face, and walked in from the door.
"Lord Duke, Mr. Ford." Evan nodded towards the two of them, his expression indifferent.
When the Duke saw Evan coming in, the coldness in his eyes suddenly turned into a soft color, he nodded slightly, and even smiled at him imperceptibly.
But Ferd's expression was intriguing, the moment he saw Evan, his whole body was stiff for a flash, but the next second he returned to normal, smiled very reservedly and said: "Pastor Bruce. "
Evan fine-tuned his eyebrows and looked down at the pocket watch on his cuff. It was given to him by Ferde when he had the best relationship with Ferde back then. , This pocket watch is also one of the inconspicuous ones in the money that Verdes has thrown out, but it seems that it is very meaningful now.
Evan walked to the chair beside the Duke and sat down, looked at Ferd calmly, and said warmly, "What's the matter with you this time? Is there something wrong with Mrs. Johnson?"
Ferd must have visited while Duke Wilson was on business.
Fuld couldn't help but smile: "You are really clever, it is indeed Mrs. Johnson's problem."
Evan raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Duke Wilson.
Duke Wilson was very satisfied with Evan's first reaction, he held back the taut corners of his mouth, and whispered: "Mr. Verd just told me that the court froze the accounts of the Johnsons, and now I can't mention a penny. come out."
Evan couldn't help but be stunned when he heard it, and suddenly remembered what Sheriff Chandler said last night. He was really quick, and he took action so quickly.
"This is really a shocking thing, what is going on?" Evan asked in surprise.
Ferd curled his lips sarcastically, with a hint of impatience in his eyes: "Sheriff Chandler is a ridiculous person, he used to swear that the murderer was the secretary, but now he says that Mrs. Johnson is also suspected, the judge listens. It's unbelievable that such a verdict was actually made because of Sheriff Chandler's nonsense!"
Ferd's irritability is very reasonable. After all, he is also involved in this matter, and he finally persuaded Mrs. Johnson that if there is another problem in this level, then he really can't let go.
"It turned out to be so." Evan smiled bitterly: "Actually, Sheriff Chandler told me about his suspicions to me last night, but I didn't expect that he would act so quickly."
Hearing Evan say this, Ferd couldn't help frowning: "Sheriff Chandler told you about it?" His tone was a little bad: "Then why didn't you tell me, if so, this There is room for negotiation.”
Ferd's accusation was very rude, but before Evan could react, Duke Wilson suddenly sneered: "Mr. Ferd, I heard Evan say you are a gentleman, but I didn't expect you to be like this. I rudely asked Pastor Bruce, is this a situation that Pastor Bruce wants to see? It was already late at night when we came back from Colonel Mel's manor. How did you ask Mr. Pastor to tell you? It was originally a police matter, so it would be too confusing for you to blame Pastor Bruce!"
Ferd didn't dare to refute the Duke's question, but looked at Evan's eyes, but his eyes became colder.
Immediately, he withdrew his gaze on Evan and nodded slightly: "Sorry, it's my fault, because this incident is so surprising, I just did something rude, please forgive."
Evan was a little surprised by Ferde's apology. He didn't expect that in the memory of the original owner, the arrogant and arrogant demon king would also apologize with such a low eyebrow and pleasing to the eye, and Evan couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic to Ferde. , it seems that he was really hurt badly by the original owner.
"I can understand your feelings. You don't need to apologize, but the Duke said something right. Now this matter is under the jurisdiction of the police, I'm afraid we can't do anything about it now." Evan said softly.
But after listening to Evan's words, Ferd didn't show any embarrassment on his face, just sneered and said, "You don't have to worry about this, although this plan did not succeed, there is always a way, if I If I remember correctly, the bishop is a good friend with the justice of the county court, and maybe we can start from this."
Evan was a little surprised by Ferd's proposal, which didn't seem like a temporary idea.
"Is this... feasible?" Evan asked tentatively.
Ferd curled his lips slightly, glanced at Duke Wilson, whose face was not very good-looking, and whispered: "Of course it is possible, you just need to sign your name when I write the letter."
Evan's heart moved, and a harsh alarm sounded in his mind.