Flowers, Swords and France

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"Sir, a person who calls herself Mademoiselle de Dillion is here to see you."

While Charles was still hunched over his desk writing furiously, his secretary Clement Lechinsky ran over and reported to him.

His expression was strange, but this was understandable, because this surname happened to be the surname of His Excellency the Minister. It was also for this reason that Clément broke the general rules and directly informed Xia Xia for those who did not have an appointment. you.

"Miss de Dilion?" After hearing this, Charles was also surprised.

Approximately how old are you?

Just when he was about to ask this question, he suddenly remembered that if it were Julie, she would probably call herself Mrs. Lefrier, so the person who came could only be...

Matilda? Why did she come to the ministry? Ciel fell into doubt for a moment.

Although the law does not explicitly stipulate that women are not allowed to come to government agencies, in this era, this is after all a very rare thing. Even the minister's daughter wouldn't come here if nothing happened.

"Where is the minister?" Charles asked casually, and then immediately remembered that his minister must have gone to his outer room to have fun. So he immediately changed his mind, "Oh, then go and bring her in."

Soon, the visitor was carefully led over by Clement.

It was indeed Matilda.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Treville." As soon as she came in, she bowed respectfully to Charles.

After not seeing each other for a few days, the second lady of the Dillion family seems to have become more beautiful. Perhaps because of the modification, her originally slightly stiff expression has become much softer. With the simple modification of the skirt, she looks much more beautiful. Girly and feminine. Her brown hair was carefully tied back, and her thin gold-rimmed glasses were placed on the bridge of her nose, making her already fair face even fairer.

"Matilda, why did you come here today?" Because we are familiar with each other. So Charles used a more affectionate address, "Did something happen at your family?"

"Well, there is indeed something," Matilda nodded. "So, can you tell me, where is my father now, sir?"

Although she remained calm on the surface, Ciel noticed a hint of panic beneath her calm surface.

What could have happened to make this girl who had always been so calm become so chaotic? Ciel couldn't help but feel a trace of curiosity in his heart.

However, out of curiosity, Ciel would never say anything about her father's whereabouts.

"Sorry, Mr. Minister is out for something now. I don't know where he is," Charles replied with a smile, "Why don't you go home first and wait? Maybe he will go home after a while..."

"No, I'm in a hurry now and I have to find him right away. If I wait at home, he often doesn't come home for several days..." Matilda shook her head to show that she insisted on her opinion, "Mr. Treville, I I think you know where he is now."

"I'm sorry, I really don't know." Charles still shook his head, indicating that he was powerless.

Matilda looked at him steadily. As if she was thinking about it, after a moment, she sighed softly, and the expression on her face suddenly became a little hesitant.

"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Charles also noticed something was wrong and asked quickly.

"Mr. Treville, you are a friend of our family. You have helped me so much, so I won't hide it from you..." As if she had made some decision, Matilda spoke slowly, "My grandpa suddenly got seriously ill. So I need to see my father right away. You must know where he is, and he will definitely take you there to have fun..."

"What!" Although Matilda's tone was teasing, Charles couldn't care less, and he immediately exclaimed. "Is it a sudden illness? A stroke or something else?"

"That's the situation." Matilda smiled bitterly, "Now, you won't stop trying to find my father, right?"

Then, she lowered her voice again, "Sir, I told you because you trust me. You must not..."

"Don't worry, I will never tell anyone." Charles replied immediately, then he stood up, picked up his hat and cane, "Let's go now, I hope there is still time."

As a well-known politician, Count Dillion can be said to be responsible for the rise and fall of the entire family, so it is normal for Matilda to want to keep his health secret for the time being. Especially in this current state, which must have been very critical.

"Thank you, sir." Matilda nodded gently.

Then, she followed Ciel out of the office.

The carriage was quickly prepared, and then Charles told the coachman the location, and the two people immediately boarded the carriage and drove towards their destination.

Their destination was, of course, the minister's mistress. Since then, Charles and Albert had been taken several times by the minister to the residence of Miss Melissa Dureau for fun and pleasure. The luxurious Earl's Mansion was more like the minister's home, so of course Charles knew the address.

Along the way, Charles remained silent because he didn't know how to talk to Matilda at this time - he wanted to take a daughter to his father's mistress to find his father. What should he say in this situation? Okay?

Might as well say nothing.

Matilda also kept her head down and meditated quietly, showing no emotion.

Is it because of innate indifference, or because of unwillingness to show weakness? Ciel thought.

Soon, they arrived at Miss Melissa Dureau's secret residence together, and then stepped out of the carriage together.

"So this is it," Matilda said for the first time in more than an hour as she looked at the door of the apartment after stepping off the carriage, "Dad is really willing to spend money."

Then, the eyes behind the lenses glanced at Ciel carefully.

"You often have fun like dad, right?"

"Not often, not often!" Charles replied in embarrassment.

"Oh, really?" Matilda nodded, but she didn't seem to believe it at all, and then she sighed softly, "Sometimes I'm quite curious, what is it like? People can make dad not come home for several days..."

In order to avoid this kind of sight, Charles immediately stepped forward and knocked on the door.

It didn't take long. The door opened, and the old woman stuck her head out.

"Sir, why are you here..." She was very surprised after seeing Charles. "Master didn't say you were coming over today...ha...ha! God!"

After seeing the person behind Ciel clearly, she exclaimed loudly.

"Take me to see the master." Matilda gave the order directly.

Under her serious gaze, the other party did not dare to resist at all, nodded repeatedly and then led the way in a panic.

Originally, Charles could have turned around and left now, but out of curiosity, he still followed in. Matilda didn't seem to notice that he was following her, and walked all the way upstairs.

Then, they came all the way to the bedroom door.

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The door was closed tightly, but the sounds inside kept coming out.

It's that rhythmic "um" and "ah" sound. Of course Ciel knew what that sound was.

Charles felt extremely embarrassed, but Matilda still didn't show any wavering on her face.

She made a gentle gesture, and the red-faced old woman immediately left the door along the corridor and returned downstairs as if she had been granted amnesty.

But Matilda... did nothing next.

She just stood quietly at the door. He listened silently to the concord between his father and his mistress. Looking at her fair face in profile, Ciel also remained silent.

The woman's muffled moans and the man's breathing intertwined into an unharmonious piece of music, forced into the ears of the two of them.

What is this girl thinking about at this time? Ciel couldn't help but become curious.

Matilda remained motionless.

Just when Charles guessed that Matilda planned to wait until his father was finished before looking for his father, Matilda suddenly moved.

At this time, the gasping sound became louder and louder. Apparently her father was about to reach the peak of his desire.

She slowly raised her hand, and then just as the sound inside was about to reach its peak, she slammed it on the door.

"Bang"

"Bang"

"Bang"

The loud knocking on the door temporarily covered up the sounds inside.

Matilda knocked on the door obviously very hard, her face was slightly red, and there was sweat on the tip of her nose.

She kept knocking on the door, as if she wanted to vent her emotions in this way.

It comes down to it. The daughter is still very dissatisfied with her father's behavior. This is probably the maximum revenge that a noble girl can take against her father. After seeing this scene, Ciel thought to himself.

Then, Charles couldn't help but narrowed his eyes and mourned for his father inside - he could imagine what a blow this was.

"ah!"

There was a sudden knock on the door. There was a scream inside, and then it fell into dead silence.

This dead silence didn't last long, and soon, an inappropriate roar came from inside.

"Who!" "Who the hell!" "Is it Lena? Do you want to die! Get out of here! I'm going to fire you!"

Then, there was another sound of a woman's voice. It was obviously Miss Douro who was comforting Viscount Dilion.

"Who! Who is it!" The minister was obviously really angry and kept cursing, but his voice was not loud, and he sounded out of breath. He seemed to have been really affected just now.

There was a rustling sound, and it was obvious that the respected minister was getting dressed and was planning to come out to teach the unscrupulous servants a lesson.

The door suddenly opened.

Then, the middle-aged man, who was only wearing thin underwear with half of his chest exposed, looked at his daughter at the door and was stunned for a moment, speechless and speechless.

"Dad, it's me. I have something urgent to ask you."

Matilda bowed slightly and saluted her father.