Holder Manor Secret

Vincent stepped back, but he was still silent for a long enough time before speaking.

"I believe in you, but you must promise me that you will not tell anyone today."

Edward was startled by Vincent's sudden seriousness, he held his hands anxiously, and nodded slightly.

"In order for you to get the complete truth, my story must start from my father's generation."

Vincent's father is called Arnold. When he was young, he was a famous handsome man in the capital.Innumerable ladies and noblewomen teased him, fascinated, and they hovered around him like a group of moths with huge wings around a jumping fire.

At that time, the Thomas family was just a small nobleman. The women were obsessed with Arnold's handsome face, and wanted to get kisses and orgasms in his arms, but they were unwilling to lower their status to be his wife—it would be best if they were mistresses.Yet Arnold was an ambitious young man who hoped to rise to the top, even if it cost him dearly.So he proposed to the king's mistress, and allowed the woman who had become his wife to sleep peacefully in the king's bed.

In fact, Arnold was not ashamed of his wife's infidelity, and the rich rewards far outweighed a woman's loyalty.Through this marriage, he became the king's confidant, and obtained the duke's title and corresponding powers.

"It's a real bargain, isn't it, my dear?"

Vincent's voice was deep and gentle, and there was a smile that never faded on his lips.However, Edward was shocked by what he said. The story involved royal mysteries from the beginning, making everything that happened in Rhys Town seem insignificant.The bottomless pool receded to both sides, revealing the dirty mud and carrion.

"You are trembling," Vincent stroked Edward's face, "what are you afraid of, my beauty."

He placed a soft kiss on Edward's lips.

The mistress bore a total of two children, one born before the marriage, unquestionably the heir of the king.And the other is married, even she can't tell the difference.The first child was brought to the court by the queen and raised as a prince, and the second became the duke's heir.They grew up together, and the complex relationship between their parents did not affect their friendship.The prince will eventually ascend to the throne, and his brother will assist him.

"Such a perfect ending that even the theaters dare not stage it. Tragedy is always more popular than comedy, and blood and death deserve applause."

As they grew older, like many brothers, they encountered disagreements and suspicions.A rumor began to spread among the nobles that the prince was not of the king's blood, but the one from the duke's family was the real prince.The attraction of power is far more valuable than the companionship of childhood. It makes people uneasy, suspicious, and makes people pick up a dagger and stab it into the chest of those close to them.

"I can no longer stay in the capital. Someone must use blood to water the bottom of the throne."

But they all need a moment, just right, decent.So when several traveling students revealed the news that there might be minerals in a remote town, they knew that the time had finally come.

"I didn't come here for you, but fate made me meet you. The snake that tempted Eve brought me to you. You taught me the joy of being a human being."

His voice was so soulful, his eyes blue as jewels, and Edward knew, at least for now, that he meant it.

But Edward could not forgive him because of the sincerity of love.

"You bear such a birth on your shoulders, and you are reduced to this place, so you must want some entertainment."

Edward looked into Vincent's eyes and said softly.

"This place is full of people who are like mud, how can you take special care of them?"

Even though Vincent's birth is unknown, no matter who his father is, he is a big enough person.A young man who grew up in the royal family has enough dignity and arrogance.Even being in the remote country was not enough to tarnish his glory.

He has status, he has privilege, he can do anything to anyone.

Edward once studied in France, saw the luxurious life of the nobles, and regarded the inferior people as mud.Outside the room surrounded by intricate patterns is the feces and filth of livestock and people. They stepped on the filth without changing their faces, and let the stench stain the shoes made of silk and gemstones.

No regrets, no pity.

Everything he cherished was just mud to Vincent.

"I can't escape your accusation, and I will atone for it by stuffing the dagger into your palm."

Vincent stared at Edward, his blue eyes flickering faintly, and the light of fire danced in his eyes.

There was a frightening innocence on his face.

"After arriving here, I quickly reached an agreement with Baron Holder. He is extremely happy to be able to mine minerals with the help of the Duke's heir."

"I have no interest in his family affairs, but people always come to me for help. Your cousin, the baroness, discovered your relationship with me and threatened me with it."

"It's impossible!" Edward was shocked by Vincent's words. He raised his voice, but Vincent immediately covered his mouth.

"Hush...be quiet, my love." Vincent leaned close to Edward and said softly.

His breath was dizzying and sobering.Edward blinked and took Vincent's wrist.

Vincent dropped his hand.

"It's impossible..." Edward denied again, "The Baroness wouldn't do such a thing."

Vincent didn't answer, "If you don't believe me, just think I'm still lying."

"The truth is always difficult to accept, only a lie is perfect."

"No," Edward held Vincent's arm, and suddenly realized his pleading, and slowly withdrew his hand. "Please go on."

Edward's mother died young, and Mary, as a cousin, assumed all the roles of female relatives in his life.She takes care of him, supports him, protects him.For the sake of young Edward, Mary rejected all suitors, and finally had to marry the baron whose wife died.

However, she eventually became someone else's wife and the mother of three daughters.The new life replaced Edward in her heart, and her mother's love made her crazy and brave.

As Mary's health deteriorates day by day, the baron becomes more carefree, and the friendship between husband and wife is replaced by suspicion.In order to make proper arrangements for the marriages of the three daughters, Mary did not hesitate to blackmail Vincent after gaining insight into the relationship between Vincent and Edward, asking him to pay a large sum of dowry for the ladies, and He will give them a fee every year after they get married, and give them protection and security as a nobleman.

"But……"

Edward hesitated to speak, and the baroness wanted to find a suitable marriage contract for the three ladies, so that even after she died, they could live a pampered life.Could she be guilty of her love for her daughter?The lady was dead, sleeping peacefully in the cold, hard, snow-covered earth.Could someone still have the heart to disturb her soul?

"I forgive her," Edward said.

Vincent cast a look of pity, and his voice was full of sympathy and grace, like a truly noble man showing his kindness to a poor man.

"No, my beauty."

"Your kindness fades the moonlight, but there is more to it than that."

The baroness lost her trust in her husband, and the former love turned into a flame of jealousy, which burned her heart and tortured her sickly body during the long, lonely days and nights.

"The noble lady bought the poison. It is a gift from hell, with Lilith's blessing and curse. It can fill the weakest man with courage, and make the aging body usher in a short-lived youth. Then use their lives as payment."

Mary leaned against the head of the bed, her face was tired, her body wasted—the pain was tormenting her.But the child in the womb was growing strong, and the abdomen under the quilt was swollen high.She hugged her belly with her withered arms, like a spider with its long, slender legs, embracing its silk-encased eggs or prey.

"I'm dying."

The lady's voice was as low as that of a witch in the cellar. She recounted her own death with a numb expression, only when she mentioned her husband and daughter, some crazy lights flashed.

"But he's alive. My husband, Lord Holder. He'll live on, and take a new bride, just as he took me!"

"My daughters, my beautiful, weak daughters, who will continue to live under the oppression of another woman, married to a widower with seven children! Ah..." Her eyes widened as if to see Such a scene.Anger filled her face, bringing a strange light.

"She won't forgive him."

Edward murmured.

The illusion of happiness that had been maintained in Holder Manor for many years was like a delicate vase, and it shattered to the ground with a light touch.

"Then... what about Hughes? What is he?"

"Miss Holder's husband? He's just a little guy. His mother's father was a great nobleman in France. He got the news that I was coming here. He chased him all the way, trying to get pounds and glory from me. "

"glory……?"

Edward narrowed his eyes suspiciously.There was a cuckoo chirping outside the window. Are there still cuckoos at this time?Edward thought in confusion, but Vincent suddenly lifted his face and kissed him deeply.

"You should go, my love."

"But I swear, I will find you. No matter where you hide, as long as I am alive, as long as the sun continues to rise, then I will find you."