"Sir?" Alfred knocked on the door and looked at Alphonse, obviously asking Ann why she suddenly got frightened and ran out like a deer.

"Miss Charles is just shy. Mr. Alfred, help me invite Uncle Will and Uncle Darren to come to my house for a banquet in the evening, and also ask Yasuo and Bardis to come over." Alfonse smiled:

"If Uncle Darren hasn't arrived yet, ask Madam and Little William to come over. You tell her that I am going to entertain a mysterious princess tonight."

"Are you...sure?" Alfred naturally knew the "Her Royal Highness" Alphonse was talking about, but she was the orphan girl of the Orange family who had even lost power in the Netherlands...

"Of course, the greatest courtesy we can give our guests is respect, isn't it?" Alphonse smiled and said: "Today's banquet can be more expensive, invite a team of musicians to perform, and finally invite a bard

, but the ostentation should not be too big, just like a family banquet, where the prosperity is piled up in a small space, just like a real palace banquet."

"Yes." Alfred immediately understood Alphonse's sinister intention. He wanted to use this extremely condensed flower arrangement to make Julia feel truly princess-like during the night banquet.

Respect, and when the banquet is over and the carriage returns to the hotel, she will feel the grief of the bereaved dog more deeply! After that, probably without any push from Alphonse, Julia will also fight for power, wealth and

Desire at any cost!

At seven o'clock in the evening, Alphonse stood at the door wearing a silk dress to greet the guests. In addition, Yasuo, who looked like a dog in his clothes, and Bardis, who had a heroic appearance, brought his wife and little daughter to the banquet.

Will Morty, as well as Mrs. Desai, who put on the most gorgeous Florentine dress and her 8-carat diamond ring, and William Desai, who also wore a silk dress.

"Little Alphonse, who was a runny-nosed boy more than ten years ago, has now grown into a qualified nobleman." Mrs. Desai smiled and stretched out her hand to Alphonse and teased.

"Salute to you, madam." Alphonse smiled and gave a kiss on the hand. Mrs. Desai was Alphonse's mother's best friend when she was young, so she had seen little Alphonse at the Moller Manor, but that was indeed

It was many years ago.

"William, you have to thank your brother Alphonse for helping you get the law school admission notice in September." Mrs. Desai took back her hand and said to her son next to her.

"Thank you, brother." Little William still looked shy. Of course, he couldn't help but be happy that he could go to Paris to study law.

"Do a good job, we are sword-wearing nobles. As long as you can enter the palace, the glory of the family will flourish in your hands." Alphonse smiled and patted William on the shoulder. This is the difference between sword-wearing nobles and robe-wearing nobles.

The difference is that they are hereditary, and can be passed down as long as they are awarded a title. Darren Desai did not inherit the title because he was the second son, so as long as little William enters the palace court, he will be the most famous ancestor.

"This would not be possible without your help." Mrs. Desai smiled even happier.

"Please come in, our noble princess will be arriving soon." Alphonse smiled.

"Speaking of which, I have to ask you, little Alphonse, which princess is your guest tonight? Why is there no news at all?" Mrs. Desai asked strangely.

"Actually, it is difficult to say whether she is a princess or not. Miss Julia Hendrik van Orange is the daughter of the former Prince Frederick of the United Provinces, and due to the Dutch political system and the Orange royal family, it has been lost.

As for the ruling position of the Netherlands, she did not get the title of princess." Alphonse smiled.

"Her Royal Highness, a princess born in the royal family, is naturally a princess." Mrs. Desai cannot slap herself in the face in this regard. After all, if the second son fails to inherit the title, will he not be a noble? All of this will have a chance to turn around.

, for example, if the previous heirs are all dead, then these close bloodline ones should not be left to shoulder the important responsibilities?

"I think so too, so even in a foreign country, I insist on giving a grand reception to our Princess. Of course, after all, she has not received a real honor. The Netherlands is also a republic, so we can just call her Madam for the time being."

Fangs said with a smile. Mrs. Desai nodded and went in. Once she entered the banquet hall, she pulled Will Morty to find out who Julia Hendrick Van Orange was.

When I learned that my uncle, father and brother had been the Dutch rulers for three consecutive terms with lifelong tenure, I knew that they were actually the Dutch royal family. Although the phoenix had lost its feathers recently and was not as good as a chicken, after all, William II still had a son who could make a comeback in time.

Don’t make it too easy!

Not long after Mrs. Desai entered, two more carriages arrived in front of the Moller house. The carriage in front of them was Julia dressed in a dress. I wonder if it was the blood of the royal family that was at work. Julia was really beyond the realm of beauty.

The expected high standards: a feather hat covered with all kinds of rare bird feathers, a long and curly golden wig, a large skirt with gold foil, and a lot of jewelry. Even if she is robbed, this outfit can at least be good.

Sold for thirty to fifty thousand livres...

Of course, Alfonse could understand that Julia’s trip to France might not be just for him. It was even possible that since he had to sell the privateering license, Alfonse might be ready to compare prices with three companies! From this, Alphonse

Si couldn't help but feel happy. Fortunately, he gave in and only got half of the rights. With Julia's limited thinking, she really couldn't figure out where the value of half of the rights was?

"You alone embellish all the colors in the world, my beautiful and noble lady." Alphonse quickly stepped forward and personally helped the noble princess get out of the carriage.

"Your mouth is so sweet, Mr. Moller." Julia stretched out her hand for Alphonse to kiss his hand, and in the other hand she held a small fan with an ivory handle inlaid with gems and covered her face with a smile.<

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"Our Mr. Moller has always been sweet with his mouth. I have experienced it for a long time." Miss Ann Charles got out of the car at the back and covered her face with a small fan to complain about Alphonse, which made Alphonse very happy.

It's not a taste, because this fan is much more exquisite than An's fan when I first met her. I bought it with my own money, and how dare you criticize the boss who paid her salary?!

"You are responsible for all the colors except Miss Julia, my equally beautiful Miss Charles." Alphonse smiled lightly, but he didn't even make a kiss on the hand.

"You just said that Julie embellishes all the colors in the world. Have you changed your mind now?" Ann made up her mind not to let Alphonse go.

"After Miss Julia decorated all the colors in the world, didn't she leave you with a pale color? Of course, there is also darkness." Alphonse made a gentlemanly gesture and invited Julia to take the first step, but Julia didn't.

He winked and took An's arm to walk with her.

"Originally I always thought why God owed you so much, allowing you to remain uncultivated without possessing virtues. Now I realize that God is still kind to you, and at least gave you a chance to return from hell to the world.

It's just that you still don't cherish it properly." An complained through gritted teeth.

"Okay, okay, Ann, Mr. Alphonse is just joking with you. You are so beautiful, how can you be pale?" Julia took Ann's arm and smiled: "As for the darkness, I think it's him.

Your own color."

An was so angry that she almost vomited blood. Julia said she didn't care. Didn't you clearly arrange the whiteness and the darkness? And you also arranged for yourself to be involved? You deserve to be betrayed by the devil Alphonse and you are still there.

Happy to help him count the money!

Entering the banquet hall, Alphonse introduced everyone with a smile: "My friends, let us welcome our Julia Hendrik van Orange from Amsterdam, the daughter of Prince Frederick.

Miss."

"Hello everyone, I am Julia Hendrick Van Orange, good night." Julia raised her skirt and gave everyone a slight salute.

"Good night, ma'am." Everyone returned the greeting, and Alphonse smiled and introduced everyone to Julia: "Miss Julia, this is Mrs. Leia Blair? Desai, she is me.

The wife of Mr. Darren, my mother’s close friend during her lifetime and my father’s best friend during his lifetime, is next to their eldest son, my younger brother William, and my father is still his godfather.”

"Hello, madam, and you, little William, my clever nephew also happens to have the same name as you." Julia greeted them with a smile.

"This is also my father's best friend, the respected Uncle Will, Will Morty. He was my grandfather's personal physician. This is his wife and daughter, our lovely little Betty." Alfon

Si introduced Will Morty's family to Julia Henry.

Julia Henry also said hello. In a sense, a personal doctor is a person who depends on life and death, and the friendship between them is naturally not just between ordinary people.

"Yasso Reed Sanders, a Portuguese master craftsman, worked for my family thirty years ago. Later he returned to serve in the country. His eldest son also inherited his business and is now a captain.

I just married a beautiful noble lady not long ago." Alphonse smiled and continued to introduce: "Bardis De Gaulle, from the ancient and solemn De Gaulle family, came here after retiring with the rank of major.

Help me and you are also a trustworthy friend."

"Hello." Julia discovered that these few people were actually close to the nobility, members of the three aristocratic families of Moller, Desai and De Gaulle, another private doctor and a

The in-laws of Portuguese aristocrats, this is just a small place like Calais. From the side, it can be seen that the seemingly declining old aristocracy still has some unimaginably powerful capabilities. They still rely on each other for support. As long as there is a chance, they may start anew.

Stormy waves...

At this time, far away in the Marais district of Paris, Miss Madeleine de Scudery was holding a Saturday salon this week, and the attendees naturally did not have three or two big cats and kittens like Alphonse.

: The King's Censor Bellisson, Madame de Sevigne, the Marquise de Chabre, the young Madame Lafayette, the Duchess of Montpensier and the famous writer Motosier were all guests of this "Saturday Salon"

Of course, the most distinguished guest here is Louis II de Bourbon, Prince of Condé, the "Grand Condé".
Chapter completed!