gentleman's servant

"This dirty and vile thief, who steals from our family's property and dares to tarnish my sister's reputation, is a devil! Oh, my poor Catherine, if she hears the bastard's obscenity, she will be very angry. I fainted from fright, my God! I can’t even breathe.” Margaret leaned against her husband, Viscount Wilson, who loved his little wife, stared coldly at the people in the middle of the court, and said to the judge: “My lord, I am so angry that I am speechless, he is an ungrateful and shameless villain, this heinous guy should be hanged!"

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I woke up suddenly.

Wiping the cold sweat off my head, it turned out that I had another nightmare.

Today, Viscount Wilson will come to visit, and the entire Mormont Manor has fallen into anxiety again.The servants, ranging from the male and female housekeepers to the lowest cook in the kitchen, all of them are busy without touching the floor.

At noon, we finally ushered in Viscount Wilson's carriage in the whirling wind.

He was, indeed, very old.

His hair is gray and the top of his head is bald. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes are deep and the eyelids are drooping, but fortunately he is very energetic.He shook hands with Viscount Bruce enthusiastically, like an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.

After Wilson kissed Mrs. Bruce's hand, he turned to the two beautiful ladies behind her.

The Viscountess introduced: "This is my two daughters, Margaret and Catherine."

After the two saluted Wilson, Margaret suddenly raised a smile: "Master Viscount, are you the Lord Viscount who lives in Pittsali?"

The girl's voice is like a living lark, full of carefree and innocent.

Wilson laughed immediately, and said softly like a flattering lover: "Yes, my lovely lady, I am very honored to be heard by a beauty like you."

Margaret tilted her head and said, "I heard that there is an ancient tree in your manor that has been around for thousands of years. Can you tell me about it?"

Viscount Bruce looked at the enthusiastic second daughter, and couldn't react for a while, didn't she refuse?Why are you so enthusiastic again?

"Oh, Margaret, you are so rude, Sir Wilson has just arrived." The Viscountess reprimanded Margaret, and then said to Wilson with a smile: "Welcome, please come inside, You must be freezing."

Margaret stuck out her tongue playfully to Wilson in a place where the viscountess could not see. Wilson laughed out loud, as if he liked this lively girl very much. He walked into the castle under the guidance of the viscountess, and The two ladies who fell behind looked at each other.

"I changed my mind, and I decided to marry him," said Margaret.

"I thought my sister hated the old man," whispered Catherine.

"It looks like he's not that old now, and he seems to like me more." Margaret raised her chin.

"It's good that my sister doesn't feel disgusted." Catherine lowered her head, and no one could see her face clearly.

Margaret smiled triumphantly, and took her sister's arm: "Okay, it's time for us to go in."

In the servant's room, several servants were chatting.

"A baron has just left, and a viscount has arrived. The marriage of the two ladies has been full of twists and turns."

"Which lady do you think Mr. Wilson will propose to?"

"If Miss is married, how many personal maids will she bring with her?"

"Maybe she will bring her personal servant to marry." Someone winked and said.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" A majestic female voice interrupted the conversation of several people.

The servants hurriedly got up and looked at the housekeeper Selina in a panic.

"Gossip behind your back and talk about the rights and wrongs of your master, is this something you can do? If you don't want to do it, there are many people who can replace you!"

After the servants were driven away, Selena sat wearily on a chair.

"Are you all right? Are you ill?"

"Oh, Owen, you surprised me by your sudden appearance." Selena said, rubbing her chest.

"I'm sorry to scare you." I said apologetically, "I'm just worried about you. You look bad. Do you want to call a doctor?"

"No, no, no need." Selena said: "I'm fine, but there are some bad rumors among the servants recently..."

"What did they say?"

"This is simply a disgrace to me as a housekeeper. I actually let such words spread in the mansion. Who is talking nonsense? I must find him out. At such a sensitive time, what if it reaches the ears of the masters?" Do it." Selina said helplessly.

"Is it about Miss Margaret?" I lowered my voice.

"You! Did you hear that too? What should I do?" Selena became anxious.

In the eyes of everyone, I have always acted as a taciturn image and never listened to other people's irresponsible remarks, so Selena felt that things that even I knew must have reached a very serious level.

"Do you think I should tell Madam and ask Madam to punish me?" Selena asked me.

"It's impossible for Miss Margaret to do such a despicable thing. If you say it on purpose, it will smear the lady's face. Madam will definitely blame you. Why don't you suppress it in private and wait for Margaret After Miss gets married, this matter will be over." I bewitched.

Selena became thoughtful upon hearing this.

I stood beside her quietly, waiting for her to figure it out.After a long time, she suddenly asked me uncertainly: "Second Miss doesn't really have anything to do with Jason, does she? They usually talk and laugh."

I hurriedly made a 'shh' gesture: "What nonsense are you talking about? It's fine for the servants to talk nonsense. You should suppress it quickly. How can you continue to doubt?"

Selena turned pale and said, "You're right, Owen, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Selena left the servant room in a hurry. Under the candlestick, black shadows fell on my face.

Margaret held Wilson's arm throughout the evening, and they seemed to have become close friends.

Both the Viscount and his wife showed satisfied expressions.

"Margaret has grown up and can use her brain. You can see how happy she made Wilson. He has been fascinated by her. During the whole banquet, his eyes never left her." The Viscountess laughed.

The Viscount also breathed a sigh of relief: "I knew Wilson would like Margaret. He likes lively girls. Although Catherine is beautiful, she is quiet and elegant. Fortunately, Margaret changed her mind."

"Do you think he will propose to her?" asked the Vicomtesse.

"Don't worry, even if you propose, you have to wait for a while. How can you propose right after meeting? You have to treat Wilson well and make him feel at home. If we have Wilson's support, we won't have to worry about it in the future," said the Viscount.

Not far away, Catherine looked at her happy sister with a complicated expression on her face.

During the banquet, the ladies have to change their clothes frequently.

In the dressing room, Catherine was touching one of Margaret's dresses up and down.

The girl's white fingers landed on the gorgeous satin, rolling like pure white pearls. Suddenly, the girl's emerald green eyes sharpened, and she began to ruthlessly tear the satin. The ruthlessness seemed to want to tear this beautiful skirt into pieces.Fortunately, the fabric is strong, no matter how hard it is, it only leaves a little mark.

"My God, Catherine, what are you doing!"

The familiar scream came from Catherine's mother.

Catherine turned around in a panic, and the skirt in her hand fell to the ground.

The Viscountess hurriedly picked up the skirt, and seeing that the skirt was not torn, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Even if you are angry, you shouldn't do such a thing. She is your own sister. Although you cannot marry Viscount Wilson, But if you ruin your sister's chances, what will your father and I do? What will our family do?"

Catherine laughed at herself: "Did I ruin her chance by tearing her skirt? Then it's too easy to lose this chance."

"You have been smarter than your sister since you were a child. You deserve better, my good daughter." The Viscountess reassured her.

"Better? There's no money, where can I get a better one?" Catherine sighed and said, "If it wasn't for our family, I really wanted to tear Margaret's face into pieces."

"You are sisters, don't be like this!" The Viscountess shook her fan vigorously, and seemed to be having trouble breathing again.

"Mom, do you think my cousin will come?" Catherine asked worriedly.

"Cousin? You mean the hunchback?"

"Which cousin do we have besides him?" said Catherine, frowning.

The Viscountess patted Catherine on the shoulder: "Don't worry, he will come back. Even if he doesn't come back, we will find a way to get him back and let him marry you."

"What can I do? He's not interested in me at all."

"He wants to inherit your father's title, but refuses to marry you after taking advantage of it. How could it be such a good thing! Don't worry, mom won't let you suffer." We'll kill him, and without him, there will be a more remote Bruce to succeed..."