Flowers, Swords and France

While Charles, Lucien and others were still discussing how to launch a coup in the capital, as if sensing this atmosphere, thick clouds obscured the sky more and more tightly, and the entire land was suppressed and gloomy. .

Although it was impossible to know the full extent of the disaster that was striking the country, Miss Matilda de Dillion's mood at the moment was as gloomy as the weather. The pupils behind the lenses were hollow and cold, glowing with an unpleasant light.

At this moment, she was in the reception room of her home, receiving an unwelcome guest who she had to receive.

To be honest, she has been in a very low mood recently since that night.

That night was a huge blow to her. She was having so much fun one moment, but then it was like a disaster. Miss Charlotte de Treville appeared in front of them, full of contempt and disdain. Angry eyes, as if they were etched in her mind, kept appearing in front of her eyes, making her heart feel clogged. Shame, annoyance, and anger were all woven in her heart, but she had nowhere to vent them. She couldn't even show any abnormality on her face, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable. This bitterness is so strong that even the original book signed by Mr. Hugo cannot dilute it.

What made her even more unhappy was that since that night's disaster, Charles never came to her again, or even sent a word. Although this was originally her suggestion, after it became a reality, it still made her feel unhappy. Extremely depressed.

This mood, which was already extremely low, became even lower because of the person opposite.

However, Mademoiselle Marie de Leoland, who was sitting opposite her, seemed not to feel her mood. Still sitting there with a smile on his face, he even leisurely picked up the coffee in front of him and took a sip.

"Miss Dillion. I think you know why I'm here, right?" After drinking the coffee, Mary pursed her red lips. Then he looked at Matilda with a smile and said, "I think, for my husband's request, I will have to rely on your help from time to time. Please give me more help..."

Although her tone was very humble, Mary couldn't hide the joy she felt after her success.

When he needed my help, he didn't dare to come to see me. Instead, he sent a representative... who was still the worst candidate.

When she thought of this, Matilda felt a faint pain in her heart.

"I think. I can't be of much help on this issue, I'm sorry." With a kind of impatient anxiety, Matilda answered casually, thinking only of sending this guest away quickly. "If you need help with a bond matter, you've come to the wrong person."

"Really? But I think you are the person we need to communicate with most?" Mary asked with a smile, "Isn't your father the Minister? He has the highest decision-making power on the issues we discuss, doesn't he? ?”

"That's my father's authority. It's not mine." Matilda replied rather coldly, "I can't interfere in my father's affairs for my own selfish purposes. It's not honorable to do so."

"Oh, now I realize how insistent you are on your principles." Mary was still smiling. But there seemed to be a little more sarcasm in it, "But if someone else—for example, the gentleman himself—comes to find you, will you still stick to your principles like this?"

With a burst of anger mixed with embarrassment. Matilda felt her blood rising, but she endured the taunt.

"In that case, just let him come to me in person." With that unspoken anger, Matilda rejected Mary's words. "I really can't help you."

"It's so sad what you said. I really want to ask you for help." Mary sighed, "Even if you don't consider our friendship, you can also think of how to remedy the disaster that has happened now. …”

"Disaster...?" Matilda suddenly felt shocked, and then looked at Mary with some vigilance.

She prayed silently in her heart that Ciel would not really go crazy and tell this friend the frustration that they should keep buried in their hearts.

Because reality is cruel enough, and ridicule from 'friends' will undoubtedly make this pain ten times more severe. She would rather suffer in silence than share her pain with others.

"Hey, hey, don't be nervous, don't be nervous, I don't know anything!" Seeing that Matilda was really becoming dangerous, Mary quickly waved her hands to show her innocence, "I just saw something from your attitude. There are just clues... You see, even I can tell, sir, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I haven't even talked about you. I guess something must have happened, so that you had to be arrested. Alienated..."

Then, she looked at Matilda carefully and said, "Of course, judging from his attitude, he still has no ill feelings towards you. It seems that he is only alienated from you because of some helpless factors?"

"Yes, something very unpleasant happened, and this is what we have to do." Matilda tried to restrain herself so that Mary wouldn't notice. "Please don't ask anymore, it doesn't mean anything to you, does it?"

"Yes, this doesn't mean much to me, but it means a lot to you. Don't you want to repair this relationship again? If you want, just suppress your disgust for the time being and cooperate with me..." Mary A smile appeared on his face again, "It's better than if you insist on being strong..."

After saying that, she picked up the coffee cup again and drank it slowly.

"It's a shame that you can speak so grandly, obviously it's just for yourself, right?" Matilda sneered.

Although her attitude was still very bad, Mary knew very well that she had agreed to her request.

"Thank you, Matilda. Yes, I really don't want to be labeled as an incompetent person, but I can't help it if you insist on forcing it, but... what does this mean to you?" Mary He shook his head and put the cup down again. "Besides, you won't get nothing. At least I will convey the gratitude I deserve to you."

"No, you should keep it all for yourself, it means nothing to me." Matilda refused casually. "Since you need this the most, wouldn't it be too much to hurt your heart if I really took away some of it."

Mary's perfect smile suddenly froze.

It was this seemingly casual ridicule that hurt her even more.

"That's right. You have everything, so why do you value this small amount of money?" After a moment, she smiled to herself, "But besides the small amount of money that you don't value, I have other things. Return to you."

"What do you mean?" Matilda was a little surprised.

"Do you still remember what we discussed before?" The smile on Mary's face slowly turned serious, "A while ago... I stayed at home to recuperate because of something, and Fran was not idle, I I heard that she went out a few times, saying she was going to the theater, but I don’t think that’s true. I wouldn’t believe it if she wasn’t doing something secretly.”

"Really?" Matilda frowned slightly.

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After pondering for a moment, she spoke again, "But even if there is a problem, so what? That is her freedom, and we can't restrict it."

"I never thought about restricting her. She is my husband's sister. How dare I?" Mary sneered, as if she was sarcastic. "But even if we can't take action against her, we can always take action against others, right?"

Matilda's brows frowned more and more.

"If she wants to do any tricks, she will definitely need helpers. As long as we arrest this helper, won't we be able to figure everything out? Miss Dillion, your brother-in-law is an officer, right? There must be someone there. There are quite a few friends at our disposal, so why don’t we come up with an idea and borrow some people from your brother-in-law, and then arrest the unknown gentleman? Then we can probably figure it out.”

Matilda's eyes suddenly widened.

"It's against the law," Matilda replied in a low voice. "Don't you understand?"

"Yes, this is illegal." Mary sneered, "Then what? Are you going to pull people out of the mud pit without getting your hands dirty?"

This slightly mocking sneer made Matilda speechless.

That's right, when it comes to breaking the law, can anyone compare to those two lawless people? They even committed murder and cover-up crimes without blinking an eye, and such 'little things' were nothing in comparison.

But it was Mary's attitude that made her even more uncomfortable.

This person wanted me to do dirty things while he stood aside and watched.

"Didn't you say that as a friend, you don't want to see Fran make mistakes again and again, and you don't want to see her hurt everyone? So now you have a chance to prove your words."

After she finished speaking, Mary looked at her silently, as if trying to figure out what she was thinking.

"This matter is very important. I can't make a decision easily. It's useless even if you provoke me like this." Matilda quickly regained her composure and replied calmly, "Besides, if you really want to break the law, do you really want to break the law?" Do you think you can live alone?"

"No, I don't think so..." Mary lowered her head and sighed softly, "Do you think that after so long, after staying beside Mr. for so long, do you think I still have any respect for the law? ? That's strange, miss..." (To be continued...)