Flowers, Swords and France

As expected, the Baron had left all this matter to Laura, as he said, so he asked Charles and Laura to leave his room after a few words.

As soon as she left the room, Laura no longer concealed the anger in her heart. She looked at Charles with hatred, as if she wanted to bite him into pieces.

"Ms. de Beauvin, I have been worried about you since we last met..." Charles greeted her with a smile, "I feel relieved to see you are still so energetic today."

"If you can disappear from my presence immediately, I will be more energetic." After a moment of silence, Laura slowly recovered from the gnashing of teeth and resentment just now. "However, I know that you are very proud now, so you can show off your power in front of me and mock me as much as you like. I will. But please remember, if you are unfortunately defeated one day, I will definitely I can put you in a desperate situation."

After hearing this seemingly calm, but actually full of hateful reply, Charles's leisurely mood was suddenly swept away. He slowly became serious and watched quietly. Looking at Laura.

"You sound like you have a lot of confidence in yourself?"

"Confidence? Ha, of course, I have plenty." Laura suddenly sneered, "My confidence comes from money. Yes, our family has much more money than yours! You are just relying on your luck. It's just a lone sail that accidentally floated ahead on the sea. It may be blown back to the bottom of the sea by the rough waves at any time. But what about me? As long as I have money, enough money, and countless money, I can stay on the sea with a smile on my face. Watch you and others die at the bottom of the sea like that!"

Charles was silent.

Although what Laura said was harsh and unpleasant, Charles was a very sensible person after all, and he admitted that to some extent she was right.

Capital and politics are entangled twins. Only with capital can we maintain the stability of political power. The De Beauvin family already owns countless capital, so this capital gives them to a certain extent the ability to weather the storm - the February Revolution did not defeat the banker, but made him richer , I am afraid that the same may be true for future revolutions.

And what about Ciel? He had to admit it. Although he seems to be powerful at present, his foundation is not yet solid and his capital is not sufficient. If there is a sudden revolution that can overthrow the Bonaparte family, then this revolution can also shatter him to pieces. This is also the source of Laura’s confidence.

No...you should really accumulate capital for yourself as soon as possible. The sooner the better, the more the better…

"What? Are you scared?" While he was deep in thought, Laura's sneer deepened, "Mr. Treville, weren't you quite arrogant just now?"

Ciel composed himself.

Regardless of whether he is afraid in his heart or not, he must not be at a disadvantage on the surface.

"I've been thinking about a question." He said solemnly.

"What?" Laura was a little curious.

"Have you noticed that you have a lot more expressions in front of me?" Charles gently lowered his head and stared into Laura's eyes, "I originally thought you only had one expression."

Laura's eyes widened.

Ciel's sudden move left her defenseless. She felt as if the other person's breath was piercing her face.

It's like...just like that day.

An emotion of shame mixed with annoyance instantly occupied her heart. Without thinking, she reached out to push Ciel away, and then jumped back.

"That's disgusting, you bastard!" She left this rude curse, then turned around and walked back, even her steps were a little unsteady.

The reason why she is so angry is not just because someone took away her virginity. Her anger is even more because she has never suffered such a loss since she was a child. At the same time, she still can't find a chance to take revenge - for her, For an extremely proud person, this is indeed a great shame and humiliation.

Looking at Laura’s leaving back. The smile on Ciel's face slowly disappeared, and his whole person became serious again.

This kind of teasing can only give you a psychological refreshment, it cannot replace the cold reality.

I don't only have Laura as a potential enemy, but they can't get rid of it with this kind of teasing. The most important thing in the world is strength. Ciel thought.

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After leaving the house of Baron de Beauvin, Charles's carriage did not go directly home or to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Instead, it drove directly to a hidden neighborhood in accordance with the agreement made a few days ago. Then, Ciel got out of the carriage and strolled through the narrow alley. Finally, we came to a quiet little courtyard.

When he just opened the door, Ciel suddenly took a breath full of nostalgia.

He had so many wonderful memories in this place.

Then, he looked inside, then walked quickly inside, carefully closed the door, and then walked directly through the small courtyard into the living room.

In the living room, which was decorated with purple velvet and hung with crimson tapestries, the light was as dark as ever, and thick curtains were drawn on the windows. In the center of the living room, there is a person sitting on the seat next to the dark yellow wooden coffee table.

When she saw Ciel coming, she stood up with surprise on her face and walked towards him.

"Char!" she called affectionately, "I miss you so much."

"Matilda, I miss you too." Charles replied equally enthusiastically, and then grabbed her into his arms.

"I haven't seen you for so long. I'm really worried that you have forgotten me." Matilda leaned on his shoulder and said slightly excitedly, "Really, I have been thinking about you these past few months. I wrote to you, but I was afraid of not being able to deliver it to you, and even more afraid of being burned by you, so I never wrote."

"I'm sorry, I recently changed my position and I have too many things to take care of." Charles quickly apologized to Matilda, "In addition, I went to the UK for a visit a while ago, so I never had time to come see you. "

"It doesn't matter, everyone knows that you are busy with work, what can you do? As long as I know that you haven't forgotten me yet." Matilda was still very talkative, shaking her head repeatedly to show that she was not angry with her lover, "Besides, Now, everyone knows that your wife is pregnant, so of course you should spend more time with her. I am very grateful that you took the time to come to see me."

Although he seems reasonable on the surface, there is still a little bit of jealousy and resentment underneath.

This is Matilda. Even if she has resentment in her heart, she always refuses to say it out. Charles was so amused that he laughed.

"Thank you for being so generous. Matilda, I'm really sorry." Charles gently touched her back.

"Congratulations, you are about to be a father." Matilda gently broke away from Charles's arms, then smiled and congratulated him, "How do you feel?"

"It feels really strange. It's like I've grown up without paying attention." Charles smiled sheepishly, "Really, I don't have any actual feelings until now. I just feel that my life will change." A lot."

"Really? Then your wife must be very happy too, right?" Matilda was still smiling, "She must be very happy now. I really envy her for being able to experience the feeling of being a mother..."

At this time, there was no trace of deep jealousy on her face, instead, only envy and longing remained on her face.

Seeing Matilda's eyes blurred with longing, Charles suddenly felt an impulse in his heart.

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"You can do it too! I can help you!"

"Help me?" Matilda was a little strange at first, and then reacted immediately. Then his cheeks turned red quickly, "You... you are really getting better and better at making jokes!"

"Why, you hate me and don't want to keep our child?" Charles asked.

"No...that's not what I meant." Matilda shook her head quickly and denied it fiercely, "But...but aren't you asking questions knowingly? I...I am unmarried, and you are already married. If...if If we have a child, oh my God, we won’t be able to live well!”

"This problem can be solved after all..." Ciel frowned. Then suddenly he took Matilda's hand again, "Anyway, Matilda, I like you. And I know you also like children, so I must let you have our children, and no one can stop me." I."

Matilda was a little embarrassed by his gaze. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at him. After a long time, she asked in a low voice.

"Where is your wife?"

"Yes, I respect her. I am very grateful that she has sacrificed so much for me." Charles replied in a low voice, "But she can't stop me on this matter. I must let you fulfill your wish."

"Oh...oh..." Matilda's face turned redder, "You...you are so embarrassing!"

His unquestionable, conqueror-like attitude is either very annoying or very endearing. Matilda, for her part, enjoyed it very much - even though she complained about it.

"Now that you...you have an idea...then...what are you still asking me for? I...can I have any opinion?" After a long silence, she asked again and again.

"Yeah, what are we waiting for!"

This half-covered answer made Ciel laugh, and then he hugged her in his arms again, and then kissed her heavily.

The two people had a very long deep kiss after a long separation. When Charles felt that Matilda's face was already hot and she couldn't catch her breath, he let go of Matilda's waist.

"In addition, I have one more thing to ask you." He whispered to Matilda while the emotions of both people had reached their highest point.

"What's going on?" Matilda still looked a little confused. "Don't ask for anything, just tell me..."

"I would like to ask you to advise your father to prepare as soon as possible and then resign after a period of time." Charles whispered in her ear, "Well... this period of time should be set in one year."

After hearing this request, Matilda's passion finally subsided. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Charles in disbelief.

"You...you mean you want me...you want me to ask my father to resign after one year?"

"Yes." Ciel nodded. "This is indeed my request. I know it's a bit difficult, but please do me this favor."

Even with his thick skin, he didn't dare to look directly at Matilda confidently at this time.

"Why?" Matilda asked, her eyes full of confusion, "Why do you do this?!"

"Soon, Mr. Bonaparte will integrate all transportation affairs such as railways, roads and shipping into one government department, and your father will be a candidate for the minister of this department because he is the current Minister of Railways--" Charles suppressed his uneasiness and explained in a low voice, "And I am determined to get this position. In order not to cast a shadow on our friendship, I sincerely ask you to do me a favor and persuade him to resign when the time comes."

"Don't you believe me? With me here, won't my father help you?" Matilda still couldn't accept it.

"No, I believe you, but... this is not a question of whether I believe you or not." Charles shook his head, "To put it bluntly, I want to cash in my political power, consolidate my capital, and make myself more difficult to shake."

"You... you really make it difficult for me." (~^~)