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White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 53
He took the bottle of mouthwash suspiciously, and looked at Mycroft with a strange look. It was not New Year's Day or Christmas, so what gift was there?But he looked at the label on the mouthwash and opened the lid to smell it. "Mint-flavored mouthwash? Where did you buy it?"As a senior dentist, Dr. Schraminger has his own way of taking care of the oral cavity. One of them is to dilute the disinfectant used in surgery and add some flavors to use as mouthwash?? This method is a bit weird, and the irritating taste is not accepted by most people, but Dr. Schraminger obviously has a good understanding of bacteriology and microbiology, and is very brave in the exploration of medicine.However, just like the original function of disinfectants, the taste is still a bit irritating even after dilution, and the taste is not so easy to accept. The bottle of mouthwash in front of him is different. Although it smells like a cool breath rushing to the brain, it is not irritating at all, which mak
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 54
Mycroft, who had just found the real owner and heard that the real owner had died with only one son and one daughter left, had to continue to invest in finding Arthur Leamington's descendants.And Mia, one of the people being looked for, was holding a bottle of mouthwash that had just come off the assembly line and observing it carefully."How is it? Does it meet your standards?" Dr. Schlamminger sat opposite her and stroked his mustache and asked.Although it sounds a bit incredible, the fact is that in the past two months, he has not only become a loyal user of the mouthwash invented by this lady, but also a partner with her. Isn't this amazing?"I think it can be officially put into the market." Partner Mia nodded, showing a pleasant smile, and even the scars on her face looked brighter.She didn't expect that the potential big customer was not caught, but a dentist partner was caught, but this result is actually better than a potential mouthwash user."Our customers will definitel
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 55
This is definitely not Derek's colleague, this is Mia's first thought.Not only because Derek has never mentioned such a person in the past, but also because no matter in terms of dress or behavior, the man in front of him has a barrier that is incompatible with the East District. He looks more like those who will move their office locations according to the Queen's whereabouts, with an indelible cabinet flavor.So this is a government official?Mia quickly guessed an identity, but didn't understand why such a person came here?Or another identity? Noble? Gentry? Chasing interests?"Can we go in and talk?" Looking at Mia's calm expression, Mycroft's head began to hurt. This lady is obviously very smart, she must have realized something."Of course." Mia nodded happily, looked at Mycroft deeply, pushed open the door and stepped back to make room, "Please."She wanted to know what this person wanted to do when Anne and Derek were not at home.Mycroft: "…………"He glanced at Mia, who was s
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 56
He was just lazy, not without temper. Anyone who was busy enough all day long would be irritable if they had to take time out to deal with the mess of a bunch of nobles, not to mention someone like him who already had some power in his hands? Restraining himself from causing trouble was his greatest tolerance, but it didn't mean that he really thought the matter was over and didn't want to retaliate. London was not a small city. In order to find Arthur Leamington, he sent out a group of men to collect information before he personally went into battle. It can be said that in the past four months, he basically did not have a good sleep, and he had to deal with the pain of his teeth from time to time. Mycroft felt that he did not blow up the mastermind behind this matter because he was thinking about the health of Her Majesty the Queen!But now there is a ready-made tool in front of him. It would be too stupid if he didn't know how to use it?Yes, he couldn't do anything himself, but he
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 57
Mycroft was choked by her and couldn't help but retort, "If you knew that her enjoyment of life was to steal her friends' husbands, you wouldn't say such things."He had no problem with men having mistresses, nor women having lovers, but he felt uncomfortable when he stole someone from his close friends. Why did so many men choose their friends? What a bad habit!"Go on." Mia looked at Mycroft in surprise, as if she was wondering why his sense of morality was so high, and almost broke the defense of Mr. Holmes, who had not yet cultivated himself.But he still resisted the urge to mock the lady's ladylike behavior and continued to tell her about the Lymington family. "In addition, before the Earl of Lymington got married, he had a close female friend. Because of their status, the two did not get married, but the daughter of this lady married the son of the Earl's younger brother. I must remind you of one thing. It is still a mystery whether the father of young Lady Lymington is the Ear
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 58
As soon as he came back, he heard Dorrell talking about someone looking for Mia. The couple hurried to the back, but as soon as they came in, they saw a man holding their daughter's hand. Who could tolerate this?Derrick rushed over like a giant beast, slapped Mycroft's hand, and blocked Mia, "I warn you, be respectful!"He didn't expect to meet such a daring person, who ran to someone's house to make trouble. Could it be that his reputation as the beast of Whitechapel has not spread to Spitalford?Mycroft's hand hurt after being beaten: "…………"He was completely confused now. He didn't expect that the first time he was beaten in his life was because of such an outrageous and ridiculous thing. He couldn't help but retort, "What can I do to Miss Leamington?"Is it what she wants to do to me? With that brain, he wants to use the other party as a tool, doesn't she think of using him as a knife?But he glanced at Mia, whose expression changed instantly, and finally swallowed the words.As
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 59
I believe that the Earl of Leamington doesn't want her brother to take over a family that is so chaotic and dangerous in the future, and that he could easily lose his life if he is not careful!Thinking that it would be easier to deal with the Earl of Leamington in the future, Mycroft's mouth curled up slightly. It is not a big problem that the partner is difficult to deal with. Anyway, it is not difficult for him, and he is not unlucky^-^Mia glanced at this guy who has not yet cultivated to be a spirit, and was too lazy to say anything to him.A qualified politician should not have too many exposed personal emotions, even if Mycroft is still young. If he is in a position where he often takes revenge for personal gain, he would have been kicked out by his immediate boss. That gentleman is not a good-tempered person.But what about now?Just looking at Mr. Holmes's appearance when he first arrived here, you can tell that he is living a pretty good life. Would such a person reveal his
White Church Under Red Fog Chapter 60
As soon as she opened the door, she saw a butler walk to the door and hold out his hand in front of her.Mia: "......"Okay, it seems that the Leamington family, at least the Earl of Leamington, is very old-fashioned. Even this low-floor carriage requires a butler to serve the people in the carriage to get off. It's very impressive.Holding the butler's hand and getting off the carriage, Mia paused slightly and waited for Mrs. Herberton to get off the carriage behind her, and then continued to walk forward with her head held high, without even looking at the butler wearing a wig.It's almost the 20th century, and this style is still being used. It's really exaggerated!Lady Herberton and Mycroft who got off the carriage then looked at each other, walked a few steps quickly in silence, followed Mi's pace, and joined Anne, Derek and little Arthur who were holding Derek in his arms who got off the carriage next to them."Please follow me." Before the two sides could speak, the butler who
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"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
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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
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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
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"......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
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"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
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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
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Her tone was serious, but Lionel's focus was on her last sentence. What did he mean by he knew nothing about the power of nature? Not only would he die, but even the people who followed him would die? Is there anyone in this world who knows the power of nature better than him?He is very professional, okay!Mr. Bresmons, who felt that his professionalism was slandered, looked unhappy, "Do you know what professionalism is? If I say I am the second in sports today, who dares to rank ahead of me?"Come on, he is a well-known athlete. Do you know how many people's eyes he will attract every time he takes action?You admit that you are second, but no one dares to admit that you are the first?Mia was stunned when she heard this, and couldn't help but hit Mr. Bresmons from head to toe. Finally, her eyes fell on his shoulder and sneered, "Just you? Is your shoulder injury healed? Mr. Athlete!"You have to sit sideways on the sofa, and you don't even dare to lean on the back of the sofa. How
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Wait! Old Lady Leamington was stunned. Suddenly she remembered something and grabbed her maid’s hand. “What happened to Patricia and Catherine?” She had a horrified thought in her mind. Why didn’t the general go to find Broussard’s two children? Could it be that…………… The maid was also stunned. Patricia and Catherine? Master Broussard’s two married daughters? What happened to them? Oh oh oh oh, that’s right, they never showed up in this matter from beginning to end! Could they be implicated together? The maid took a breath. No, weren’t these two people in England? How could they go to Africa? “Go and send them a letter!” Old Lady Leamington shouted with shaking hands and a horrified face, and her voice broke. So after another round of chaos, the people sent out brought back the news, “Mrs. Sledge and Mrs. Matt set off for Africa after receiving Master Broussard’s letter, and there is still no news.” Old Lady Leamington rolled her eyes and fainted. "Madam! Madam?" The maid and