Young Dragon Breeding Program

If he couldn't bear it, Silvia would inevitably make him feel a little disappointed.

Duke Blount stood outside for a while, less than half an hour, when the door opened again, and a woman in a beautiful dress came out, her reddish eyes were concealed by delicate makeup, she looked like Daisy. Sisi is somewhat similar, but has a softer temperament.She lifted the fluffy floral long dress with one hand, and wrapped the Duke's elbow with the other, looked at him sideways, and parted her red lips lightly.

"Sorry, Seymour, I was self-willed for a while."

"It's okay, are you feeling better now?" the Duke said, "If it's all right, let's go outside. I think the guests can't wait. Jeff has already passed."

The Duchess nodded slightly, and following his footsteps, the pair, who looked like a match made in heaven, began to walk towards the banquet hall.

Before the official start, all the guests moved to the banquet hall, which was bigger and brighter than the reception room, and the layout was a little more luxurious.Drinks, food, and snacks are placed on long tables, and there is a spacious staircase at the end that can accommodate three to four people walking side by side.When people filed in, Duran found that John's breath was gone, and he almost became nervous, but found that he had revoked the invisibility spell and was standing nearby. It was really a waste of worry.

Before Dulan had any thoughts, the original conversation suddenly disappeared, and the whole hall became extremely quiet and empty. People's eyes moved with the men and women walking slowly down the stairs, and maybe even a needle fell on the ground. Can hear.

When the Duke, his wife, and Shou Xing walked down a few steps from the ground, everyone revived and said hello to them respectively.Duke Blunt nodded one by one, and joined the conversation of those nobles.Dulan watched from a distance, his body trembled slightly, not knowing whether this banquet was more ridiculous, or his own existence was more ridiculous.He knew the people the Duke was talking to, but they didn't necessarily know him because they were so young then.

After exchanging pleasantries, there was a simple opening speech without complicated and empty rhetoric.It was just a child's birthday, not the crown prince's engagement party.The duke properly expressed his welcome, his thanks and his expectations for the future, before announcing that it was time for dinner.

Duran was naturally pulled over by Daisy, who saw John for the first time and asked in surprise about the child's origin.

Dulan was stunned, he didn't expect this kind of trouble at all, and he was speechless for the first time.

It was John who smiled sweetly: "Hello, aunt." Regardless of Daisy's face turning blue instantly, he said in a demonstrative tone: "Me? Of course I am his son, he is my father, It's that simple."

Daisy was so shocked that her whole body became stiff, her mouth opened wide, and it took a long time for her to let out a scream.

"Son?! You didn't tell me you were married!"

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chapter eightteen struggling

Her scream immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Dulan secretly thought that something was wrong, what a mistake, why didn't he predict the explosive power of this woman?Seeing her soft and blushing face, no one could have imagined such a high-decibel scream!

I don't know if it's still too late to escape?

There were doubts, curiosity, sarcasm, and disdain in the gazes cast by everyone... Duran sighed and closed his eyes.

The Duchess, turning as pale as her sister, came briskly and pulled her away from the center of the crowd.At the same time, Jeff let out a "huh", ignored the problems between his mother and his aunt, ran directly to John, and said enthusiastically, "Hi, I see you again."

John clenched Duran's hand, turned his head and said nothing, like a proud little royal prince.On the other side, Duke Blount came over, glanced at Duran indifferently, and asked his son, "Who are you talking to?"

"John, we met up there, didn't we?"

Jeff was very puzzled by John's unacknowledged silence.He looked up at his father, who apparently failed to give an answer either.

As a result, it took a long time before John hummed vaguely.

It turns out that this child will also be introverted sometimes?

Dulan was also speechless, patted him on the back, and said in a good voice, "What's the matter? Say hello to someone."

"Hello, Jeff." It took John a long time to hold back the words, "Happy birthday."

"Thank you!" Jeff smiled happily.

Duke Blount squinted his somewhat similar blue eyes, looked at Duran for a while, as if he was recalling something, but couldn't find any fragments of the picture, and finally said in a low voice: "Are you a foreigner?"

Duran lowered his eyes and gave a definite answer.

Even ordinary aristocrats can tell after two or three sentences. After all, the upper class circle is so small, and the rich are always in the minority compared to the poor. The figure covering half of the sky in Wangcheng.As he thought this in his heart, he couldn't help laughing.

Jeff saw them start talking, took John aside, and chatted courteously.

"I don't know when they met." The Duke said, in an inquiring tone, "Children's friendship is wonderful. Sometimes they make friends who shouldn't be. As parents, they may even resort to reckless means. Find out about those things. What do you think? Am I right?"

"That's right," Duran said, "but if you think you can find out anything from me, you're very wrong. Because this is my big problem too, I don't know when they met of."

The duke was not satisfied with the answer: "Listen to them, it's in the Upper District, have you been there?"

"Probably... I mean, this kid is very restless, and there is a high possibility of slipping out to play by himself."

Glancing at Jeff, who was beaming with joy, and then at John, who was dragged by his own son to talk non-stop, the Duke couldn't help adding a little suspicion to his tone: "Very restless? Are you serious? Is it?"

Dulan was speechless for a moment, to be honest, oh, how could he know what was going on!

Now he has become the object of everyone's attention in the hall. There seem to be countless thorns on his back, and the sight from the left and right sides can burn people through; Gifted by father and son.They obviously couldn't promise to remember each other, but they acted as if they hit it off and chatted cordially.

That feeling is like a boss meeting a subordinate, there is a huge gap between them, but they have to pretend to be comfortable, and their words are like friends who have known each other for a long time, but they know each other well, and they are just strangers who have never met .

"Are you here for business? As far as I know, most people from other provinces come here for business."

"No, I don't have that plan yet."

"why?"

"I'm not a gold digger, Your Excellency, I'm just here to play with my children."

"Where do you live?"

"No. 753, Victory Street, Bryngelos District, is a private villa owned by a friend. Have you been there?"

"No, but I will visit you and your friends in the future."

In contrast to the duke's almost pervasive interrogation, Daisy's inquisitive means are not enough at all.Dulan thinks gossip is fine, and lip service is fine, but it's boring to talk to such serious people.

To be honest, he now feels like every second he spends is torture.

Duran remembered that when he saw the Duke for the first time at the gate of the auction, he was so shocked that his legs and feet were weak, and every hair on his scalp to the fingertips of his limbs were trembling crazily.He almost cried out there, but fortunately, he was awakened by the last sliver of reason, and he knew that no matter how similar he looked, even if he had the same surname, there would never be another Phitero in this world. Blount.

The Duke's question was pressed step by step, and the more he got to the back, the more sharp it was, hoping to pierce the shell of his disguise severely.The Duke's tone obviously did not allow him to refuse to answer questions.

But why avoid asking the most crucial question?

Duran thought anxiously.

All it takes is one sentence, one sentence.

"What's your last name?"

Duran was waiting for this question to come up, but the Duke just didn't say anything, as if he was deliberately hanging his appetite.He can't have half confidence, whether he can abandon their common ground and say that fictitious surname when facing this face that is exactly the same as Fettero?

In fact, there is already an answer: no.

Staring at this extremely handsome young man without blinking his eyes, the Duke felt that he had discovered something interesting and at the same time extremely confusing.The reddish hair didn't resemble him in any way, but it always made him feel familiar.

"Why do you never look at me when you talk?"

the duke asked each word with a pause.

It stands to reason that this is etiquette that everyone knows.

Why did this noble but full of lies show his flaws in such a sloppy place?

Of course the Duke didn't believe Duran's words, and even had some doubts about his children.First of all, how could such a young person have a six-year-old son for no reason.Besides, the place name that was reported, maybe there is a trick to fooling others, but this person was very unlucky to meet me.No. 753 Victory Street, Bryngelos District happened to live with the editor-in-chief of the Imperial Daily, and he had some friendship with him, but he had never heard that the editor-in-chief had an extra tenant!

To say that this man is a liar is not entirely true, he is obviously well-educated, and even the way he raises his hands and feet is a bit strangely similar to himself.The duke felt cheated and a little angry, but it all made him more interested in the man.

Dulan clenched his teeth tightly, and suddenly felt an unprecedented sadness welling up in his heart.

looking at you?How can I look at you?

It's because of this face!This pair of eyes...belonging to the elder brother decided to contact the family for the last time...some words must be known to some people, but he was not sure if she would be willing to see him, so he had to take such a hard and secretive way... Method.

If the lady still held a grudge against him, his efforts would be totally negated.

He just didn't dare to lose.

"What's the use of disguising yourself so well?Do you think you can weakly escape for the rest of your life? 』

Duran thought of these words inexplicably, and thought of the owner of these words, how serious and cute his expression was at that time, the corners of his mouth curled up silently, and the arc gradually dissipated after a few seconds.

It's weird that some people just see through him so easily.

Isn't he, weak, repetitive, struggling in the web of his own weaving - a poor creature.

Dulan raised his eyes, met the duke's slightly discolored eyes, and smiled calmly: "You are pressing too hard, making me feel like a prisoner, and frankly speaking, it doesn't make me feel good. He paused for a moment, "Please forgive me, I have to go and call my child back, so as not to spoil your child."

He seemed to finally have a sense of rebellion.What were you doing before that?Will you bear it?thought the duke.No, this person has no reason to do this, it sounds too ridiculous...

Seeing that Duran came over and said that he would take John away, Jeff showed a regretful look: "Are you leaving so soon? It's a pity, I still want to open presents with him. Every year around this time, there will be a batch of novelty gifts. Gadgets, like a magic coral tree; a naval simulation war game; an old map that can fly; and a live luminous fish, which is still lying in my fish tank... Believe me, you will like."

After a long speech, it was full of lures to persuade him to stay, Duran only felt that this boy was too kind to John.

Too good to be normal.

Usually, the children of noble families understand the benefits and losses best, and they have to weigh things over and over again in everything they do. Only by developing this habit or character from an early age can they ensure that they will not be swallowed up in the vortex of the upper class in the future.When they grow up, they will only become one kind of person. If it sounds good, they will be called intellectuals, and if it sounds bad, they will be called snobbish.

Besides, considering that today is only the second meeting, how could they reach such a level of intimacy?

Thinking about it this way, John's indifferent reaction is more normal.

Duran cast a strange glance at John who remained silent.John's head dropped lower accidentally.Duke Blount also felt very strange about his son's abnormal behavior, and frowned, wondering what he was thinking.

"Excuse me, we will take our leave first. Happy seventh birthday to your son."

Before leaving, I looked back and said, "By the way, if anyone wants to see me, please tell her to hang an eagle flag on the roof in the east, so that I will come naturally when I see it."

What's the meaning?

The Duke watched his back disappearing into the crowd drinking and chatting for no reason,

The back figure was really too gray and silent, and the edges faded to the point where no traces could be seen.To the duke, he was like a small wave splashed by a stone thrown on the water. If it weren't for the peculiarity of the stone itself, he might not be remembered in his lifetime.

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After the dinner, Jeff was opening gifts in the room. The number of people who came was not as large as hundreds or thousands, but it is no exaggeration to say that the hands were sore.This time Jeff was disappointed to find that there were not many things that matched his heart, but he didn't show this emotion on his face, he just kept the things he didn't like and continued his actions.The maid helped tidy up the boxes and scattered ribbons on the floor, only to hear a slight sound of footsteps outside the door, which was very familiar to those servants who had worked here for a long time.

The maid informed him, "Master, the old lady is coming."

Jeff looked up at her, and looked in the direction of the door. Time stood still for about five seconds, and then there was a knock on the door as expected.The maid had already stood by the door, waiting for the sound to open the door, as accurate as a clock that was wound up.

Jeff didn't particularly like his great-grandmother, because she was old and wrinkled and eccentric, rarely got a genuine smile;Before the old woman came in, he still had a sullen face; after the old woman came in, he changed into a formulaic smile in an instant.This is extremely inconsistent with a child's face, it looks very blunt, and it kills the child's agility.

"Great-grandmother, are you feeling better?"

Walking in was an old woman dressed in Hualuo, followed by a young man with brown hair.She coughed a few times, then said hoarsely, "It's better, what are you doing, kid?"

"Open the present, do you want to see what I have received?"

"Where's your father?" Apparently his great-grandmother wasn't very interested in his gift.

"I don't know, probably with my mother."

"That woman is not your mother." The old woman raised her voice slightly to express her dissatisfaction, "She has a despicable status, how can she be qualified to be a duchess? It makes people laugh out loud, I said earlier After that, that woman has nothing to do with our family. Don't forget who your biological mother is."

Jeff didn't speak for a while, when the old woman sat down slowly on the chair and waved away the support of the people below, he suddenly jumped up and yelled, which scared the poor old woman almost to death.

"What's the matter! What's the matter, child?"

"This is the baby of my dreams!"

Looking at the simple dagger in his hand, Jeff sighed in admiration, his eyes burning with enthusiasm for weapons and fighting.Pulling out the blade of the sword, the flat sharp-edged hexahedron with flowing light like ice crystals, and the dark and complicated magic patterns carved all over the body made him excited involuntarily.

The old woman's heartbeat slowly calmed down, and she didn't look at the child again.

The brown-haired young man next to her walked over with great interest, wanting to see what his sword looked like.Jeff called "Uncle Xiuya" and lent it to Xiuya. The latter squatted down, looked at it for a while, and felt that it was indeed a good dagger, and was about to return it to Jeff. Suddenly, there was a line of small characters carved with knives and axes near the hilt of the sword.

Xiuya couldn't help reading that line of words.

"I would like to present this sword to my younger brother..." He made a slightly puzzled pause, "No, Jeff, you are the only child."

"I'm absolutely sure of that." Jeff frowned.

"Who gave this? See if there is a signature on the box?"

"No, I just looked for it."

"My brother..."

Hearing their conversation, the old woman murmured and repeated, with a somewhat strange look on her face.Like a meteor lightning that suddenly cut through the night, thousands of sparks exploded in her mind, and she suddenly understood.

It's him…?

The moment the long-lost name crossed my mind, I was stunned.

After being silent for a long time, she raised her head suddenly, and under the worried gazes of Jeff and Xiuya, she tried to calm down, not letting herself yell like a crazy woman out of control.She suppressed her voice so much that she was about to change her tone: "God...oh...god, whoever calls Seymour, whoever of you calls him here..."

Xiuya stood up and asked, "What's going on? Are you uncomfortable?"

"Never mind that. Good boy, listen to me quickly. Go and call Seymour to me. I have something to tell him. As for the rest of the irrelevant people, stand back, do you hear me?"

chapterinineteencompromise

In this pyramid-like hierarchical family, if the Duke is the torso; then Donna is the brain; his wife and children make up the flesh and blood, and his soul is dominated by God, and he can prove himself with deeds.The will is often unable to reverse the instinctive actions of the body, just as Donna cannot reverse the Duke's thoughts.

Everyone in the room was cleaned up.Sitting on the soft chair, Donna took a deep breath.I don't know when, there are many secrets in Blount's family, and those things that cannot be known to outsiders are called the source of evil.

It's about to start again.

The fate of non-stop playback.

Donna closed her eyes and rested her mind. During this period, she fell into a trance and light sleep. Once a person is old, many things are involuntary. There is a very tired feeling welling up in the whole body.That way she can fall asleep easily.

Fortunately, before everyone arrived, Donna's consciousness was still in a lucid state, and her mind was not confused, like a fog cloud that gradually dissipates at dawn, and the light of the whole world is concentrated on that small spot, like a god It indicates that Chaos will eventually usher in the salvation of Dawn.

Xiuya brought Seymour here, and did not bring any extra people, including Jeff, who was sent away by her.

Seymour first saw the sword she was rubbing in her hand, as if sensing the owner of the sword, with an expression of deep love and nostalgia on her face.Seymour only knew one person who would make her look that way, and that was his grandfather, who was also Donna's husband.

"This is……"

As if awakened by Seymour's voice, Donna suddenly opened her eyes, and glanced around with blank eyes, as if she hadn't recovered from the emotion that made her immersed in it.

Then she called out in a faint voice, "Seymour?"

"Yes." The Duke replied, every time he saw his grandmother with such eyes, he felt a little unhappy in his heart, as if he was looking for the shadow of another person through him.He knew that it wasn't anyone's fault, it was God who let her husband go too early. "I'm here, Donna."

"Do you know who sent this?"

"I'm not sure, these things are checked and accepted by the porter and housekeeper respectively, but their names should be written on it, right?"

Xiuya interjected: "No, there's nothing on it. Only this gift is anonymous. We all find it very strange." If you give a gift to the Blunt family, even if it's not out of flattery, at least put your name on it. It is a kind of wish and blessing, so as not to be confused with other people's gifts.

Therefore, such an approach is incomprehensible from all aspects.

"What's the clue?" Xiuya said, "I just showed my face in the hall at the end of the day, and I basically didn't notice who was there. Cousin, have you ever seen any familiar or strange people? Woolen cloth?"

Seymour pursed his lips, inexplicably, a pair of lake blue eyes, reddish hair appeared in his mind, and then the slightly injured expression of the man.In the blink of an eye, the man raised the corners of his mouth slightly, changed from mournful to plain, and passed by his side, the cold breath was like the sweetness and bitterness of spring water in the mountains.

How could you think of him?Seymour was stunned, puzzled by the idea that came out of nowhere, but after thinking about it, didn't that person meet the criteria of "suspicious" and "familiar"?However, even he didn't know where he had seen that person.

Xiu Ya's hand shook in front of his eyes: "What's wrong with you? Cousin Seymour, you're in a daze."

"There was an unidentified person last night," the Duke said. "Because he hasn't caused any trouble yet, and I didn't want to spoil Jeff's birthday, I let him go."

"Unidentified? Do you know the other person's last name?" Donna thought deeply.

"I didn't have time to ask this, and he left very unhappy."

"That... well, that's such a pity."

"However," the Duke was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "Before he left, he said that if anyone wanted to see him, they had to hang an eagle flag on the roof to the east. As long as he saw this flag, he would come over .”

Both Tang Na and Xiu Ya were puzzled by this request. They looked at each other, feeling that this person seemed very mysterious and arrogant.

The Duke thought for a while, and then said, "By the way, although I don't know his name, Silvia's sister brought him here. Have you seen Daisy's? She complained that the one named Du Lan's man...although he is a man of great demeanor, he is also a big liar who takes advantage of her feelings..."

Before she finished listening to the rest of the words, Donna was already stunned, her fingers trembled a few times, she pulled the handle of the chair and asked Seymour, "You, what did you say? Did Daisy really say that?"

She usually looks down on that kind of woman with a bad reputation, but now she seems to have found a savior, hoping that someone can further confirm that statement.

"I bet," said the duke, "that I'm absolutely right in what I'm reporting."

"Now go and hang the eagle flag on the east side of the house!" Donna excitedly stood up from her chair and ordered loudly, completely different from the weakness of the elderly, as if her weak body was instantly injected with a powerful stimulating drug , "Hurry up, let's go, we can't delay another second!"

At the same time, the chair slammed down, unheeded.

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"Are you hiding something from me?"

Duran rested his cheek on the back of his hand, stared at him fixedly, and spoke in an unquestionable tone, which seemed particularly contradictory against the background of the interrogative sentence.

John was lying on the bed in a big shape, with his belly open comfortably, under the gauze curtain, a cool wind was blowing from the window.One of the best things in life is to seize the opportunity to enjoy the alternation of hot and cold weather when the residual temperature of autumn is still there.Facing Duran's attempt to tickle him, he just grunted a few times and remained motionless like a dead fish.

"Answer me." Dulan couldn't bear to see the young dragon's lazy appearance, and squeezed his calf, "What are you thinking? That child feels as if he has been beaten when he meets you. Very abnormal."

"Hee hee, is Mommy not happy about someone getting close to me? Is Mommy jealous?"

Very beating tone.

Duran viciously increased the strength in his hands, and he heard John's screams as he wished: "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Don't be so exaggerated." Duran smiled and let go of his hand slightly, "Okay, it's time to answer my question seriously."

John touched his bare calf, feeling as if it had been pinched out of bruises, but upon closer inspection, there were no traces of it.He had no choice but to rub it sullenly to relieve the pain, but he couldn't help but think wildly, how cute it would be if Dulan was more gentle!

"Actually...we just met once, only once. I haven't spoken more than two words to him before. The reason why I know his name is because I asked him casually when casting the spell. "John knew that he had made a big mistake, and his voice became weaker, but gradually rose later, "Who told this guy to open his mouth and say to me: untouchables! Make me half dead! Don't look at Jie My husband looks cute on the outside, but he’s just a spoiled brat on the inside!”

Don't you too?

For his naive behavior, he even thought of hypnotizing Jeff as his friend as revenge, Duran was speechless, and if he had to comment, he could only say, each other.

"I already knew I was wrong," John said. "It wasn't as interesting as I thought it would be. He was very nice to me, but it gave me the chills. I shouldn't steal people's emotions, even if that guy is a bad guy." To the extreme."

"Yes, I'm glad you realized that."

Duran looked down at him.

The amber eyes were full of sincere guilt, Duran was sure that he was right, and a slight sense of relief surged in his heart, feeling that no matter whether things were good or bad, the child finally became sensible.One day, he will grow into an excellence that he will never be able to catch up with. At that time, he will no longer see himself in his vision, but instead, the boundless sky, ocean, land, everything imaginable and unimaginable thing……

Throwing away those unnecessary thoughts, Duran sighed and said, "Since you repented, you must go back and apologize to Jeff, and let him understand the truth of this matter, right?"

"don't want!"

To his surprise, as soon as he heard that he was going to apologize to Jeff, John immediately hugged the pillow and rolled into a ball on the bed.

Dulan was taken aback, and narrowed his eyes: "Are you going to regret what you just said so soon?"

Didn't that just say that to keep you from getting angry?John muttered to himself. "But...but... Anyway, I don't want it!" He said halfway, but he had no choice but to give up his defense, and continued to roll around like a fool.

Glancing at the sky, it was just past noon, and I remembered that Yiwen once said that he would not be able to return for three or four days.Dulan knew that the mercenary business was either killing people or being killed. If you can't ask for it quickly, it is the most taboo impetuous mentality.If you hold that kind of mentality, you will die in your own hands in all likelihood.Not even for a second.

Duran was out of control with the boy John.Don't do this, don't do that, what should we do?

He walked to the window and looked out at the scenery for a while.This is a very good viewing position, just around the top of the steeple of the church, passing through the emerald green, the luxurious duke's mansion in the distance can be vaguely recognized.

An eagle flag with a black background and a gold border was raised there.

This made Duran immediately laugh knowingly.

Startled by his sudden laughter, John quickly got up, ran to his side, stared blankly, and followed that gaze.The scenery they saw was exactly the same, but they had very different meanings in their eyes. John tilted his head, still not understanding what was ridiculous.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't go." Dulan turned his head, "If I see that kid, I'll tell him what's going on, and I'm going to go this way anyway."

"To the Blount's? Why? We've only visited them once." John asked puzzled.

"Yes, but last time it was a visit, this time it was an invitation."

Dulan looked at the eagle flag and smiled, "If you don't go, won't you let my good sister-in-law down?"

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chaptertwenty family

That day, afternoon.

Seeing the long-disappeared dream lover reappear in front of his eyes, it was unbelievable like a dream, Xiuya rubbed his eyes to confirm that it was not an illusion to deceive the mind, and shouted: "Ah, it's you? Why is it you!" He stammered.

"Who are you?" Duran asked politely but unfamiliarly.

These words directly broke Xiuya's heart.

He watched the cruel guy go straight past him, completely treating himself like air, and tried to grab her hand in front of the old woman, but she shook it off immediately.Du Lan's face showed a bit of sadness that he didn't know whether it was true or not, and his eyebrows were tightly frowned, making Xiuya secretly despise his own cheap bones while feeling distressed.

Look, people ignore you and pretend to be affectionate!

There were four people in the room, only two of them understood the meaning of this meeting, and the remaining two were still in a dazed state - they couldn't be blamed, Donna originally planned to hold back these things for the rest of her life, and then chose to wait until she was dying. When the time comes, the tray comes out, so that she can indulge herself once, without worrying about what the family will look like after her death.She has carried the responsibility for too long, but no one can share it with her. The only one who can, has passed away before her decades ago.

All six pairs of eyes were fixed on Duran.The latter smiled, as if he didn't feel the invisible pressure at all, turned around and paced back and forth in the room, following his steps, he said in a light and light tone.

"Long time no see, Donna."

"long time no see."

Donna responded to him, her agitated chest slowly returned to normal, and then her gaze became scrutinizing and repelling: "Stop talking about unnecessary greetings, let's get to the point quickly. After the incident, I thought you would never Come back again, why, why do you still appear in this house?"

Duran continued to smile and said, "How about reminiscing about the past with you?"

"Dulan!" Donna snapped, "I'm about to be put into a coffin! I'm going to die soon, but as long as I'm alive for even one day, one minute, I won't allow bad things to happen to this family. You You know me, don't you?"

"I know you too well."

They seem to be playing riddles that outsiders can't understand.

The current young Duke watched them, knowing that his grandmother intended to give him some kind of instruction, but he didn't have the patience to wait too long, as if it was within reach, how long would he have to wait before telling him?That was really too hard.

So he asked, "Can you tell me who this person is?"

The Duke was obviously eager to get an answer, but Donna was not in a hurry to answer.She glanced at Duran first, her eyes were inexplicably strange, and there seemed to be a little bit of sarcasm in her eyes.

"Is it similar?"

Duran sighed secretly, his blue eyes met the Duke's gaze, two completely different blues, one was the ocean and the other was the icy lake.Even with the mental preparation, it's easy to slip into it involuntarily.

"It's not just a resemblance, it's almost carved out of the same mold as my brother." Duran said, "His name is Seymour?"

"Yes." Donna retorted under Seymour's increasingly puzzled gaze.

"Brother? What the hell are you talking about?" Seymour was rarely so confused, especially when everyone else was talking about him, but he alone didn't know what happened.This sense of powerlessness almost engulfed him.Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, "Your surname is also Blount."

"Oh, no! Seymour, he's not now." Donna exclaimed, "We've never had someone like this in our family! It's his own choice... huh..."

As she said that, she looked a little exhausted, bent over and took a few breaths.

Seeing this, Seymour stepped forward and patted Grandma on the back lightly.

Duran watched this scene quietly, showing neither pity nor half-heartedness.