The gods crowned her [Famous Book]

Before the butler finished speaking, Anna stood up abruptly.

"Richard!" She roared with fire in her eyes, "Look at the good marriage you have made!"

Poor Richard just ducked his head and stared at the marble floor like an ostrich avoiding reality.

He may still be in a daze until now, being hit by this heavy news, he hasn't reacted for a while, so he can only let his mother vent.

"I just said that that slut not only despises her elders, but her character is not much better. Don't you believe me, now it's all right. The scandal has caused a lot of trouble in the city, and the whole London is watching my Wellesley joke!"

She poked Richard's forehead hard with her finger, so hard that the latter almost fell, but she only dared to step back obediently, how could she dare to look directly at her mother's furious expression.

"You still don't think I'm ashamed enough, do you? All the children you have are not worrying about it, just let me be mad!"

With a face full of love that the whole world is against me, Anna sat back on the sofa and pointed her right hand to the door: "Go, throw the engagement ring on that slut's face for me, let her taste the humiliation." taste."

Seeing Richard's aggrieved appearance and not daring to answer, Ivy couldn't help giving him a sympathetic look.

But he wronged her for a woman who betrayed her, which still made her very uncomfortable, and she chose to give up speaking for him.

The housekeeper couldn't stand it anymore, and bravely stood up and spoke out: "Madam, our young master is also a victim, and this happened just after he got engaged, so don't blame him."

It's fine if he doesn't complain, but when he fights, Richard becomes even more sad, drooping his fluffy head, looking extremely decadent.

Because their family has Irish ancestry, they all have a pair of innocent blue eyes, and their cries are more like rising sea levels, which is distressing.

However, Anna is the only one who doesn't feel distressed now. In her opinion, her son is doing it to himself.Although she forgot that this marriage was decided by her.

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So when Lord Campbell came to visit, the whole Mornington Manor was shrouded in a gloomy mist.

Ivy asked Rachel to invite him into an empty garden, and then changed into a pure white dress with only a thin chiffon shawl.

"I'm so sorry, I just came to see you now." Ivy came late, blinked her eyes innocently, and glanced at him as if nothing.

Lord Campbell was obviously taken aback, and found that the girl in front of him had an ugly complexion. She was thin and weak in the autumn wind, like a fallen leaf that could be blown down at any time.

Reminiscent of the previous rumors about the betrayal of her sister-in-law-to-be, he thought he understood a little bit, hurriedly took off his best shirt, carefully peeked at her face, and put it on for her.

"It's not long since I've been here. Besides, for a charming lady like you, no one is willing to wait for you."

"You really make me ashamed."

"Miss is too modest, you should be confident in your talent and beauty, then you will be more radiant."

"It's a pity that such an oolong has happened in the family now, no matter how confident I am, I can't be glorious."

Ivy showed a dejected expression, her eyelids were drooping, and crystal teardrops still hung from the corners of her eyes, making her very cute.

"You must not affect your mood because of this." Lord Campbell repeatedly comforted, "Prince Alf who seduces women from good families and Bertha Gregory who loves vanity should be ashamed. Richard is the most innocent victim. .”

"Having said that, it's a disgrace to us."

Ivy whispered pitifully, which made Lord Campbell anxious. He tried to comfort him but couldn't find the right words, so he had an idea and proposed to her: "Dare you have time, can I invite Miss for a walk in the street? "

These words hit Ivy's heart, but it is still necessary to refuse and welcome. She glanced sideways at his eyes, and then lowered her eyes: "Since Mr. Lord is kind, I'd rather be respectful than obedient."

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Shaftesbury Avenue was full of fireworks, and yellow ginkgo leaves floated down from overhead and fell on Ivy's hood.

There are many artists on the street who are keen to paint oil paintings for pedestrians. Their hands and faces are covered with colorful paints, and their eyes are full of focused light.

A lot of people gathered there to watch, giving out amazing praises from time to time, making the whole street quiet and lively.

"I used to sketch here when I was in painting class." Lord Campbell said with emotion, "It's a pity that my drawing skills are poor, and that assignment was given a B."

"It doesn't matter, the election of the House of Lords does not depend on your painting level."

Lord Campbell was amused: "So, even the swordsmanship that is necessary for a gentleman is useless."

"That's not incomprehensible." Ivy said, "But after all, people have to do some meaningless things, otherwise they will become rigid rules machines."

Lord Campbell quickly nodded in agreement, suddenly pointed to a figure in the distance, and said in surprise, "Hey, isn't that the little Duke of Clarence? What a coincidence, we can meet him here too."

Ivy looked up, and sure enough, he saw Kevin in a sky-blue coat painting by the side of the street, with a very focused expression, as if he was tracing the steeple of a church on the corner of the street.

It may be that the light-colored clothes are obvious. The hem of the clothes and the body have been dyed in several shades of paint, white, brown, and dark green. They are all mixed together, which seems creative.

When Ivy and Lord Campbell passed by him, he didn't seem to pay attention until Campbell took the initiative to greet him: "Good morning, Master Duke Clarence."

It was only then that he raised his head from the easel belatedly, and after recognizing the two of them, a mixed and indistinguishable light flashed in his eyes.

"Greetings, Lord Campbell and Lady Mornington."

There was no emotion in his voice, and Ivy couldn't see his eyes clearly.Because immediately after saying hello he is lost in his painting again.

"I have long heard that the little duke loves painting, and now that he is so busy with affairs, he can still come here to sketch." Lord Campbell sighed, "However, I heard that you have been busy with affairs recently, and I feel very sorry for disturbing you in your busy schedule. .”

"You are very polite, and you have nothing to do, but you are busy buying wine business."

Guaiguai went around so many times, and finally came to the topic, Ivy hurriedly took the opportunity to mention it.

"To tell you the truth, I have heard about the things you are busy these days, and that is exactly why I am here today."

Ivy suppressed the secret joy in her heart, and said calmly: "Please tell me."

"Recently, the wine market is very bad. I just want that white wine from the cellar. It's useless. I might as well give it to you."

He is so bold and generous, it's hard not to believe that he is deliberately using gifts to win the favor of beauties.

Ai Wei hurriedly declined: "That's not okay, I won't lose any money for the purchase. In this way, if you make a price, I won't frown a little."

"I'd like to sell it to you for ten crowns a thousand cl."

There is no essential difference between this price and the free gift, and the tone is quite firm. It is hard for Ivy to believe that he is not trying to please herself.

Sure enough, the prey that took the initiative to deliver to the door was more attractive.