Inside the Governor's Mansion on Hope Island, in the bright and magnificent circular hall, the adults who hold real power on the island gathered around a table, passing a piece of paper to each other.
When they saw the contents of the note, their faces showed excitement, surprise and confusion, and some were even a little uncertain.
"Bang!" The gold earring hanging on Dipper's left ear swayed left and right as its owner slammed the table.
"Captain, now that you have the news, why are you still hesitating? Let's go and get him back!"
Leonardo on the side shook his head in disapproval. "From where the news came from, it is possible that this news is fake. Moreover, the conditions offered by the other party are very harsh. Not only does he want 30% of our light fruit supply, but he also wants us to unilaterally provide them with military assistance."
James, whose hairline has moved back a little, shook his head and said, "What if the captain is really in his hands? Compared with the captain's life, this is nothing."
"I am also concerned about the safety of the Governor, but as the administrative minister of Hope Island, I must consider the situation of the island. If I really agree to other people's requests, it will seriously disrupt the plans for the second half of the year. I suggest that we have a detailed conversation with the other party first to find out the other party's situation."
"Stop talking nonsense this time. You don't care about the captain's life at all, you coward who interrupted us halfway!" Dipper stood up suddenly and pointed his index finger at him.
Leonardo showed a trace of annoyance on his face. Every time the other party couldn't convince him with reason, he would always bring up the things that happened on the exploration ship that he was not on over and over again.
Krona, who had gained a lot of weight, coughed and said, "I agree with Leonardo's suggestion. He just said it casually. There is no need to make such a fuss."
Several people were arguing with each other, some agreed and some opposed, and no one could convince anyone else. Finally, they all stopped and looked at Bandage who was sitting in the middle.
He grabbed the piece of paper with his bandaged hands and looked at it carefully, his eyes revealing no emotion.
Leonardo stood up and bowed slightly to Bandage, "Mr. Bandage, please consider this matter carefully. Your decision will have a significant impact on Hope Island."
At this moment, he pulled his collar, and a fat man next to him immediately stood up.
"I came to the island relatively late, and I don't know who Governor Charles is, but I think Governor Bandage is the best governor. Why don't Governor Bandage just sit there forever?"
Charles' old subordinates frowned when they heard this, as it was almost an open attempt to sow discord.
Just as Dipper took out the dagger from his waist with a cold face, Bandage slowly raised his head and spoke slowly but with a certain firmness.
"I am the first mate of the Narwhal... The Narwhal is about to go out to sea... Let's go and pick up the captain... "
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"Click" Margaret took the cut nails and placed them on the table beside her.
Her slender hands carefully grasped Charles' rough right hand. Every time she cut a fingernail, she gently pressed on the thick callus on the wrist. She felt that the hard part there was particularly pleasant to touch.
After the long nails were cut off, Margaret took out a delicate little file and carefully trimmed the edges of the nails.
After carefully trimming her nails into perfect crescent shapes, she pulled out a bottle of clear nail polish from a box nearby.
Margaret looked at Charles hesitantly for a few seconds, and finally put the nail polish down.
After putting down the tools in her hand, she gently hugged Charles' strong right arm with both hands and snuggled up to him as usual.
The room was very quiet. Margaret rubbed her delicate face on Charles' clothes and made a purring sound like a kitten.
"Mr. Charles, this is actually not bad... If you never wake up, will you never leave me?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Charles, I shouldn't have thought that. Don't worry, I will cure you as soon as possible, and then I will tell you how I feel about you. If you agree, we will live happily together, just like in the play."
"If you don't agree... then I will keep pursuing you until you agree to me, just like the men in those dramas."
Margaret didn't say anything else. She just lay there quietly, enjoying this peaceful moment.
Time passed little by little, and when Margaret felt a little sleepy, she looked up at the alarm clock on the wall.
"What?! It's already this late! This is terrible. Gina is such a pity that she doesn't even come to take my place at this time." Margaret hurriedly walked towards the door.
But just as she pushed open the door, she stopped again when she looked at the street lights in the distance. "It's already this late... or..." A blush appeared on her stunning face.
She lowered her head and almost dared not sit there Charles. "Mr. Charles, it's so late, you should go to bed, I will help you to the bedroom."
When the soft heart-shaped bed in the bedroom appeared in front of her, Margaret cursed her brother several times in her heart.
"Um... um... Mr. Charles, let me help you over."
"Mr. Charles, let me... let me help you undress."
Margaret was stunned for several minutes when she saw the strong body appearing in front of her. The feeling now was different from the previous bathing. Margaret felt that her body was becoming a little sensitive.
On the heart-shaped bed, Margaret, wearing only a petticoat, lay next to Charles, her heart beating fast.
"Next... is..." Thinking about the comics she had secretly read before, Margaret's ears began to feel hot.
"Anna, would you like some milk tea?" The words that came out of Charles' mouth made Margaret stop.
She sat up from the bed in surprise. Although she didn't understand the meaning of the latter part, she heard Anna clearly in the beginning. Anna is usually a woman's name. Who is he talking about
"Elizabeth, what flavor do you want?"
"Who is Elizabeth?" Another question mark popped up in Margaret's head.
She had never listened carefully to Charles' nonsense, but the sudden appearance of the two women's names made her alert.
She quietly leaned over and listened to Charles' nonsense.
A kind of language with high and low tones came out of his mouth from time to time. She couldn't understand this language at all. She was just concentrating on eavesdropping on the names of the people in the conversation.
The next morning, the head maid Gina pushed open the door in a hurry. She wanted to come here last night, but was spotted by the housekeeper and could not get away. When she found that the young lady had not come back all night, her heart almost jumped out of her chest.
"Miss, Miss! Where are you?" Gina shouted nervously in the room.
The next second, she heard faint crying coming from the bedroom and rushed in as fast as she could.
When he saw the scene in the room, he began to tremble all over. His lady was sitting on the bed, hugging her knees and crying silently, while the madman was lying naked beside her.
(End of this chapter)