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White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 112
Old Lady Leamington was instantly shocked and angry, and she was in a terrible state. "It turned out to be you!" She had been troubled by one thing for a while, that is, the remains of Emurel's family had been detained by Austria and could not be transported back to the UK for burial. She had sent several groups of people to the place, but they all said that there were procedural problems and that they could not be released for the time being. She did not expect that these things were done by the man in front of her. "You are so shameless!" God bless, how could a person be so shameless? He actually threatened her with her son's remains? Wasn't he afraid of retribution? "I am shameless?" Lionel was so angry that he laughed, " Mrs. Leamington, let me remind you of one thing. If your son had not colluded with government officials to frame my friend, so many things would not have happened. Do you know that the main building of that plot of land has been completed? He is simply forcibly ro
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 113
He had heard about the behavior of the Earl of Morris Leamington. A woman who could teach such a son must be guarded against! "You?" Old Lady Leamington was furious. She was not that bastard Morris who didn't keep his word. How dare this man doubt her? "Old Lady Kleinte should be waiting anxiously." Mia reminded Old Lady Leamington that their neighbors looked anxious, otherwise they wouldn't come to find someone at this time, so don't delay, "I will take care of things here." Although she didn't know what the problem was between the two people, it didn't matter. It had nothing to do with her anyway. She would just take someone to find the housekeeper to arrange a place for him to live, and that would be the end of the matter. There was no need to worry too much. "…….……Okay, you should rest early too, don't go to bed too late, it's not good for your skin." Seeing that things had come to a standstill here, Old Lady Leamington had to compromise again, frowning and leaving here to mee
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 114
"So she left you to handle this?" Lionel was speechless looking at the person with the familiar lower half of his face. What a mess! He came to talk to old lady Leamington. Who wants to talk to this brat... well, not a complete brat. He remembered that the information said that this girl would enter the social circle next year, which was half an adult. But the question is, shouldn't the old lady of Leamington, who is in charge of things, be the one to discuss this matter? Why did she change people halfway through? Where did she go? Or did this cunning old fox want to make something happen like her son, so she sent her great-granddaughter to perfunctorily deal with him and went to do bad things herself? Forgive him for those bad speculations about this lady. It's really impossible to ignore the past history of this family! Mia was also helpless, but it was a fact that the old lady of Leamington left before dawn. "The matter is urgent, so it can only be handled like this temporarily,
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 115
There seems to be a wall between the British brain and the British brain! The corner of his eye twitched, but Lionel still picked up his catalog and began to look for the one that belonged to his family among the pile of jewelry. "I should suggest to my aunt not to buy diamonds next time..." Lionel was dizzy and dazed by the light coming in from the window. He made up his mind not to give diamonds to his family members in the future. Gems also shine, but gems have colors. These diamonds are not only the same color, but also the same size. There is no big difference in style. It really tortures people's eyes! "......That's it." Finally, all the jewelry in the catalog was found. Lionel and Mars were sweating profusely, and their eyes were blurry when they looked at things. "Okay, take these away." Mia said happily without even looking at the selected jewelry. Then he turned to Harry and said, "Don't put the rest back, just put it in the suitcase."Just as they were packing the it
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 116
The nature of this world is so ugly. Most of the time, power and influence will make people's desires expand infinitely, until they finally get out of control and do things that can no longer be undone. He is of course no exception. Whoever hurts him must pay double the price, this is his principle. But today he met a very interesting person, he can return some kindness to this accident. "What terrible thing did you think of again?" Mars, who had already stopped and didn't want to get to the bottom of it, felt the joyful atmosphere emanating from Lionel, but still couldn't control his gossipy mentality and asked. This young master killed a whole family in Austria. He killed people just like he killed ants. He was so quick and decisive that he almost suspected that he had some psychological problems. That was why he was so calm when doing this job. "How could it be a terrible thing?" Lionel looked at Mars in surprise and refuted his nonsense, "I was obviously doing good things!"
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 117
"You're not going to cause trouble again, are you?" Mars was stunned. Please, my Lord Duke, how long have you just killed Emeril Leamington? Now you want to kill Broussard Leamington again? "Why not?" Lionel shrugged, "Anyway, he's not a good person. Many of the natives in Africa died at his hands. I'm getting rid of harm for the people~" By using the name of the Leamington family, this gentleman has made a lot of money for himself. He colluded with the local garrison to sweep through tribes one by one, and they were all exterminated! So he said that the roots of the Leamington family are rotten, and there is no good person. "I don't know when you have such a strong sense of justice." Mars almost didn't recognize the person in front of him, and suspected that he was cast a spell. And the person who cast the spell was Miss Marina Leamington. But even if the lady is a beauty, the scar on her face also ruins her beauty. Is it really worth it for him to do this? Mars thought so and
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 118
I am not good, but others are worse than me. This cognition makes Mycroft feel much more balanced. At least he is still Mia's ally, but old lady Leamington does not have this treatment. I don't know what kind of mood this old lady will be under the double attack from both inside and outside. "What a dirty politician." Sherlock commented on his dear brother. Since becoming a government employee, his brother's heart seems to be getting darker and darker. It's okay to plant his own people in the ally's house, but now he is gloating over the situation of another ally. This is not a problem of black heart, but a problem of heart becoming ink! "Dirty politicians provide you with house rent and shelter." Mycroft accepted his brother's ridicule in full and was very proud. "And this alliance is originally a layer on top of a layer. Without Mrs. Leamington in the middle, I can spend less time and have less pain." This is what Mycroft is most dissatisfied with. Cooperation still has to be s
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 119
To be honest, Mia is a very generous employer. She never minds spending money, and she is very generous, as if there is no gate. But the price of not caring about spending money is that her demands are also high. In order to withstand the strong winds of the Scottish Highlands, the building materials used in this manor, which has been hundreds of years old, are stone. Even though the building has been constantly maintained and renovated over the years and has become more and more modern and comfortable, it is still a property that the previous Earl of Lymington did not like. This has led to the fact that since he bought it, Luworth has not been renovated on a large scale, and of course there is no mention of replacing some items here. For example, when many places in London have already used electricity, Luworth is still a place that uses candles and kerosene lamps. This alone requires a lot of effort to re-lay the pipes, not to mention that Mia is not interested in things like fir
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"I'm so glad you like it." Mia's eyes curved up. It was worth asking Mycroft about the Duke's preferences. "Do you want to have breakfast with us or later?"When she was in a good mood, her attitude towards others was also good. She happily asked the Duke about his plan."Even breakfast is eaten separately here?" Bassett felt that since he came to Luworth, his life concept has been challenged. Whose breakfast is divided into time periods?"We have to take into account the different habits of different people." Mia smiled, handed the reins to the groom, and walked side by side with Bassett on the road of the manor to explain the situation to him, "People who are used to getting up early will have breakfast at eight o'clock, and those who get up late will have breakfast at eleven o'clock; the same is true for dinner, people who go to bed early will have breakfast at six o'clock, and those who go to bed late will have breakfast at ten o'clock; for lunch, the latter will postpone the form
Chapter 138
It is certainly a happy thing that the employer gives a lot of money and good benefits, but it is also sad that the employer has a weird guest from time to time.A while ago, a crazy Duke of Bresmons came, and today a depraved playboy came. Now the two have collided with each other, which is really a bit unbearable.The butler began to miss the time when these two dukes did not come.At that time, there were tutors with different personalities in this manor, and there would be occasional guests to visit, but at least everyone's behavior was still within the normal range. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. The Duke from Spain made a bad start, and then things went in a strange direction and never looked back.A duke who trains himself and his subordinates in the training ground every day is already scary. The manor is about to set up a pharmacy because of his existence; now there is a playboy duke. The butler is worried that he will be asked if there is a brothel that sui
Chapter 137
After sucking in his stomach, he felt that after the exercise in the past few days, his abdominal muscles were stronger, not to mention that those effective special training made his hands and feet more flexible, making him jump back and forth between this joy and upset mood, contradictory to death. 2*** : "......." I don't know what to say to this gentleman. You look happy and sad at the same time. Are you really mentally healthy? But thinking about Mia who just left very happily, he also wanted to sigh. Sometimes some people are really qualified to be unreasonable. Silently following Lionel into the bathroom, Bassett was very surprised when he saw the liquid poured out from a bottle on the sink, "What is this?" Don't you use soap to wash your hands? Why use this liquid? It's not like there is no soap. "Removing the gunpowder smell on your hands will prevent you from being affected by the gunpowder smell when you eat." Lionel rubbed his hands carefully and said to Bassett. Thi
Chapter 136
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang! Bang!" The sound of the bullets was very regular, and Mia's shooting method was also very skillful. The first bullet tried the bullet, and the three bullets behind began to exert their strength. First, one bullet hit a flying disc, and the two reloaded bullets hit the flying disc at the same time, making two very symmetrical holes on it. "How boring." Mia looked at the falling frisbee and curled her lips. She threw the hunting bullet in her hand on the table, picked up the hand bullet that the manservant had brought before, weighed it, and began to load bullets. "Click?" She shook the hand bullet, and the shell returned to its position with a crisp sound. "Release the frisbee." Mia used her left arm as a support point and put her right hand on it, "Bang bang bang bang bang bang?" Six bullets were fired continuously, directly hitting the frisbee in the air. Ignoring the stunned eyes of the people around her, she reloaded her handgun, then picked up another
Chapter 135
Apart from some very few landscape paintings, he really prefers portraits of people. For him, the latter are more valuable to appreciate. A group of people quickly moved to the collection room, a room that had been covered with curtains for a long time, and was exposed to the sun again because of the arrival of the guests. "...... It's spectacular." Bassett didn't know how to describe the owner's style of behavior here. In this collection room, not only are there portraits hanging on the walls, but there are also rows of wooden shelves hanging on the open space in the room. People with poor eyesight would think that there are a pile of colorful cloth hanging inside. What kind of weird behavior is this? But even so, he had to admit that there are really a lot of collections here, so many that it dazzled him. How many portraits are hung here? For Mia, it's a lot. The portraits of the three richest men in the Leamington family are all here. How can there not be a lot? It's because
Chapter 134
The Duke of Hastings really didn't want to see this situation, but that didn't mean he had to sell the land to Mia. It didn't matter if he sold it to the enemies of the Leamington family, or if he kept it and didn't sell it or develop it, or just left it there?? Anyway, he had sworn to his father that he would never marry, and was ready to make the Duke of Hastings completely extinct, so what else was there to worry about? But we need to analyze the specific issues specifically. His relationship with Mycroft was still okay. Since the other party was the matchmaker, he didn't mind going there to discuss the deal. But he didn't expect that the person who was negotiating business with him was not the Earl of Leamington himself but his sister. Oh, by the way, the Earl of Leamington standing next to him was still a child, so of course he couldn't negotiate business with him. If it wasn't his sister who was in charge, could it be his great-grandmother, Old Lady Leamington? "Hello, Miss L
Chapter 133
"......You are thanking people for the wine now?" Mycroft was speechless. Was his ally too excited and not in a good mind? "My own winery produces the product." Mia smiled slightly. If she came to Scotland and didn't open a winery, it would be a waste of time. How could she make such a mistake? Although it was not long, she really planned to take root in Scotland and run the business here well. Then, after buying the dock, buying another winery to expand the business, wouldn't it be normal? The two complement each other. If she lived long enough, she might catch up with the prohibition on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, copy the experience of her old friend, and directly run a one-stop smuggling service from the dock to make a lot of money. How could she waste such an advantage? Mycroft was stunned. He really didn't expect Mia to be able to do this. A distillery? Yes, Scotch whisky is indeed world-famous, but why is this thing so unrelated to her? "......You really have
Chapter 132
"What the hell is that? He's a psychopath!" Mia was so angry that she wanted to chop him. "Who is this? He even told me proudly that he helped me a lot. Do I need his help?" She said that she was not joking when she asked Mrs. Leamington to personally take action on Broussard. In the eyes of this cheap great-grandmother, power is the most important thing. If anyone dares to compete with her for power, just look at her eldest son Maurice? Leamington will know. The two of them fought each other fiercely, and then they didn't see each other for 30 years. Even when his son died, he didn't shed a single tear of joy. Why should Broussard be an exception? As long as he dared to take action and she caught solid evidence, she wouldn't have to do anything about it. Mrs. Leamington could exile her son to a place where no one would shit! What was the result? Now Broussard still maintains the image of a pure little lamb in his mother's heart. The only thing that could work was that his death dealt
Chapter 131
As long as he doesn't mess around, Mia is happy to help train this duke to become the greatest extreme sports athlete of the 19th century, and provide various auxiliary tools for him to reach the top!According to Mia's observation, this guy is obviously a crazy lover of extreme sports, and it is very likely to succeed if he works hard on this... If it doesn't work, then he can only use hypnosis."Oh, what kind of fate do I have?" Mia sighed and made a schedule in the study, feeling that she was really unlucky. Why did she always encounter such pitfalls?"What kind of fate?" Arthur, who had just been tortured by the teacher, floated in. He was shocked when he heard Mia's words. What happened again?Just got the news from Mr. Holmes that their youngest uncle also died in Africa. Arthur was shocked to death, and now he is a little allergic to all the wind and grass in the outside world."...A not very reliable guest came to the door." Mia glanced at the haggard Arthur, and finally did n
