Flowers, Swords and France

"Brother, do I look good?"

Fran stood in front of the mirror, asking her brother expectantly, and even swayed slightly to try to show the charm of a girl more clearly.

After many fittings, she finally decided on her outfit for tonight: a light blue skirt decorated with flowers, a lavender corset, and a slender waist. She wore small leather shoes and a white hat, and was dressed neatly.

"Oh, very beautiful, just like an angel on earth! I dare say, tonight will definitely be dazzling!" Charles praised Fran at the right time, of course, this was completely from the heart.

However, he no longer wanted to spend time waiting for his sister to dress herself.

"Okay, Miss de Treville, since we have finished dressing, I think we should set off. After all, it is getting late, and it will be bad if we are late."

"Well, let's go!" Fran stretched out her hand shyly.

"You will have fun." Charles bowed slightly, then reached out and took his sister's hand.

Soon, a carriage rushed out of the Marquis de Treville's mansion and rushed to the destination of the two siblings.

In the social circles in early July, there was no news more touching than "Baron de Bovan and his family returned to Paris and prepared to hold a grand ball to entertain guests."

In the eyes of the social circles, this event will dilute the shadow left by the previous riots on Paris. Therefore, people are very enthusiastic about it.

Although the chaos has been settled by the army after the bloody battle, after the terrifying terrorist incidents of the past few days. The market is much more depressed than usual. Even the social circles that are usually not disturbed by vulgar affairs are much quieter at this time.

In this case, it is not surprising that the ball prepared by Baron de Bovan is also regarded as a symbol of the upper class slowly returning to its previous splendor.

As if sensing the expectations of the social world, Baron de Bovan also seemed to be very generous. It is said that he invited many people. And those active social people, except those who were hiding in foreign countries and had not returned, basically received invitations, and few refused.

Only a very few people, such as Charles, knew what role this big banker had played in the previous events.

Both the Treville brothers and sisters received invitations, which made Charles a little confused at first-it was not surprising that Baron Bovan invited him, but it was indeed unexpected that he invited Fran at the same time. Later, he thought that it was probably because of Miss de Bovan, who was Fran's classmate.

However, since they also received invitations at the same time, Charles did not object to letting Fran go outside for a walk and get some fresh air. And Fran seemed to be very concerned. She started to dress herself up in the afternoon, but this was normal. How many girls of this age would hate the hustle and bustle?

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After driving for a while. The carriage finally arrived in front of Baron de Bovan's famous luxury mansion. The mansion covers a large area, but it has been carefully maintained. Even though the owner left here in the months after the February Revolution, it has not been damaged by the unpredictable situation.

After handing over the invitation, they were quickly allowed to enter the mansion.

"Wow! So amazing!" When passing the path in the garden, Fran, who was holding Charles' hand, exclaimed, "This place is so beautiful, brother, look at those agaves, they are really beautiful!"

"Well, it's really a good place." Charles nodded gently, and then smiled again, "Do you want our home to become like this?"

"Well? Our home?" Fran was surprised, and then immediately shook her head, "Let's not do it, we are not as rich as Baron Bovan..."

After the recent family finances, the girl at this moment seems to have understood a lot more about the ways of the world, and her understanding of money has become more profound. Although she envied this luxurious mansion, she quickly rejected it when she heard her brother's proposal.

"It doesn't matter, Miss Treville. We are not as rich as them now, but one day we will be able to match theirs, and we will also have an enormous wealth, absolutely." Charles' tone was extremely confident, "When the time comes, we can still make our home as magnificent as this one! And you can live in it like a princess."

While Charles was talking, Fran tilted her head slightly and looked at her brother steadily. The young man's unique heroic spirit and will that seemed to be ignorant of the sky and the earth made the girl a little obsessed with it.

At this moment, a word suddenly came from the side of the two siblings.

"Oh? Mr. Treville, that will take a long time to work hard..."

The two siblings hurriedly looked to the side at the same time, and then they saw a girl.

She was wearing a golden skirt, and the pattern woven with gold thread flickered in the dim light, making the girl look cold and lonely. She still had her hair tied up in a high bun as usual, and although there was a formal smile on her aloof and fierce face, it seemed to keep people away even more.

"Ms. de-Bovan, good evening." Charles greeted her hurriedly. Fran's grip on his hand suddenly became tighter, and she was obviously a little nervous when she saw the banker's daughter.

"Good evening, Mr. Treville." Lola just nodded coldly. Then she turned her eyes to Fran, "And also, Her Royal Highness Princess Treville."

Fran became even more nervous in the face of Lola's obvious teasing. She glared at her brother slightly, and then hurriedly greeted Lola, "Good evening, Miss de-Bovan, thank you for inviting me..."

"You're welcome, it's just a favor anyway." Lola shook her head gently, with some meaningful tone, "My father plans to make his first banquet after returning home a little more lively to dispel the previous depression, so I invited more people by the way, anyway, it's a benefit without cost. Speaking of which, it's very grateful that you are willing to come."

Matilda and the others must not have come. After listening to her words, Fran suddenly flashed a flash of enlightenment.

After the classes in the studio were interrupted for a few months, she had almost forgotten the conflicts in the studio. However, Laura's casual words made her feel the memories again. Even though everyone was unwilling to give in and often quarreled, that time seemed to be ironed with a golden halo, making it unforgettable.

Unfortunately, we can never go back to the studio again. When she thought of this, Fran's expression couldn't help but be a little gloomy.

However, she soon regained her spirits.

"Miss de Bovan, there are a lot of guests today, right? Why are you staying outside? Don't you have to entertain them?"

"Because there are too many guests, I want to go out for a walk and get some fresh air." Laura replied lightly, "It's like a vegetable market inside."

This rather sharp comment made the two siblings feel a little embarrassed - because, they came here, and it seemed that they were also part of the "vegetable market"...

"Oh, sorry, I'm not talking about you." As if she noticed the embarrassment of the Treville brothers and sisters, Laura apologized, but her cold face did not show much apology. "Come, I'll take you there, anyway, it's almost time now."

The original text is available at Liu # 9 @Book/Bar!

"I'd love to go back inside with you and pick up some leftover lettuce." Charles replied with a smile.

For this cold joke, Laura just blinked her eyes and didn't say anything.

In this way, under the guidance of Miss de Bovan, the three people walked slowly in the winding path in the garden. It was early summer, so the garden was particularly colorful, with various rare plants blooming, making Fran, who came here for the first time, a little overwhelmed.

"Lola, I never thought that there was such a beautiful garden at home!" Fran sighed to the baroness while looking at the plants in the garden.

"You will have the same garden soon, Princess Treville." Laura's answer was still as calm as before. "If your brother works hard enough."

Hearing her teasing, Charles couldn't help but feel hot on his face.

It seems that Laura has never forgotten the cold joke he just made, and she started to retaliate so quickly.

"Please don't try to question my determination, Miss de-Bovan. I'm not kidding my sister. In a few years, I will build a mansion that is more grand and luxurious than this one, and then give it to my sister as a gift."

"Oh?" Lola looked at him calmly, as if she wanted to assess him as a whole. "Then I wish you good luck, sir, but don't just say it."

"Of course not." Charles answered conceitedly.

The two people seemed to be in a tense atmosphere at this moment, which made Fran a little flustered. Fortunately, they quickly passed through the garden in the front yard and came to the mansion.

Just as they walked into the gate, suddenly, a person came up to them. After several interactions with the baron, Charles knew this person. He was one of de-Bovan's close servants.

Although he tried his best to show calmness, he couldn't hide a certain anxiety and dark panic.

"Mr. Treville, you are finally here! Our master is waiting in the study. Come, follow me to see him!"

It was so fast.

Charles smiled coldly in his heart.

However, it was expected.

"No problem." He smiled slightly, then turned to look at Laura next to him, "Ms. de-Bovan, it seems that I can't get away for a while, so my sister will be in your care. She must have a good time."

Laura nodded gently.

"Then, let's go." He looked at the butler again, with the same smile on his face. (To be continued..)