Hevin arrived at the door of Marquis Taylor's mansion.

The manservant inside the door looked up and down at Hevin's clothes. The clothes he wore were not something that country bumpkins or poor people could afford.

The footman walked to the metal gate and asked through the fence:

"Sir, who are you?"

Hewen said:

"Miss Neely invited me here."

The manservant nodded slightly:

"Sir, you did not notify in advance, so please wait a moment. I will notify Miss Neely as soon as possible."

Hewen smiled and nodded.

The manservant turned and left.

But the direction he took didn't lead to Nelly's bedroom.

The male servant remembered the mistress's instructions and went to inform her as soon as he heard Hevin's name.

He walked around the garden and Nelly's room, came to a dark red wooden door, and gently clicked it with his fingers.

Rebecca opened the door.

The manservant reported respectfully:

"Mr. Hevin has arrived."

Rebecca nodded appreciatively:

"Remember, don't let Nelly know about this, take him to the side"

Mrs. Leicester walked out of the room wearing a luxurious gauze dress.

The manservant returned to the door along the same route.

He opens the door for Hevin:

"Please come with me."

Hewen followed him and observed that the young man seemed slightly nervous.

And the path he took was not the same as the one just now.

Hewen asked casually:

"Have you just met Lady Rebecca?"

The footman's footsteps paused, but he returned to his original state in an instant. An ordinary person would not even be able to detect the strangeness in him:

"Yes, I went to inform Lady Rebecca that Miss Nelly is not at the mansion today."

Hevin nodded.

But he only went out after confirming that Nelly was here.

Hewen continued to ask casually:

"is the job strenuous?"

The manservant was at a loss:

"Not bad."

Hewen continued to chat with him:

"Would it be a different feeling to be a servant in the Marquis's mansion? After all, I hired a lot of servants a long time ago. I'm a little curious whether a person like the Marquis would treat his servants differently from other people?"

The valet also relaxed a lot. Although it was rare for a guest to take the initiative to talk to him, as a servant, he had an obligation to continue the conversation regardless of whether he was interested in the guest's topic.

And Hewen didn't feel that way to him...

Arrogant?

Apart from wearing expensive clothes and having a gentle voice, Hevin's attitude towards him was no different from that of other servants.

The footman thought seriously about Hevin's question:

"Is there a difference? In fact, there is a difference. If the servants of other small nobles and wealthy businessmen only need to be obedient, know how to serve their masters, and be smart, the servants of the big nobles still have very high requirements. Before working, we still need to

There are many things to learn.

"And the contracts we sign are also different. They can sign a ten-year or five-year contract at most, but once we sign it, it's basically for life. Of course, our treatment is much better than theirs, with fifteen pounds a month.

Food and accommodation are also included, and I have security when I get old. Compared with many people who live in Wharton East, I am already much happier."

Hewen said curiously:

"I have hired servants before, but actually your wages are not much more."

Hevin was not completely telling the truth. He had never hired such a cheap servant.

The young man showed a gentle smile:

"Mr. Hevin, don't you know? In fact, the nobles paid more than we got, but most of the money could not reach our hands. I was born in the East District of Wharton, and my mother ran away with someone else very early."

The manservant paused, then continued:

"My father is a very responsible man. He raised me up. Although he doesn't earn much money every month while working in a factory, he can support the two of us and take me to eat from time to time.

Delicious things, I still remember a small piece of cake that my father bought me. It was my best birthday gift. The sweet smell still lingers on the tip of my nose.

"But this world is always full of accidents. Mr. Hewen, you were born into a wealthy family and may not be able to understand it, but for little people like us, many seemingly insignificant accidents are enough to destroy our lives.

"An accident happened. My father suffered a back injury while working. The factory only gave him fifty pounds in compensation and threw him out.

"Although the family had a lot of savings at that time, my father was the only breadwinner of the family. Once he collapsed, no one could make money anymore, and my father's injuries became more and more serious. We didn't even have enough money to find a doctor.

there is none left.

"At this time, people from Dickinson Agency appeared and they gave me hope."

The manservant smiled lightly and said:

"Sir, you may also find that although I am not as elegant as you, compared with ordinary people, I am still a bit handsome."

Hewen looked at the manservant. He had good facial features and a slightly melancholy look in his eyes.

The manservant continued his story seriously:

“Ever since I was little, I have been particularly popular with girls of my own age, and many older sisters like to play with me, which also happens to meet one of the agency’s criteria for choosing a candidate, which is to have a good face.

"And I also met another of their conditions. I learned things quickly, and then they signed a contract with me. Through my good looks and hard work that almost cost me my life, I finally got the qualification.

"Qualifications to Become a Good Servant."

When the manservant said this, he showed a grateful expression on his face:

"Dickinson Agency changed my life. They sold me for a good price, a thirty-year employment contract, 15 pounds a month. The total price was equivalent to 4,800 pounds.

"In addition to a total salary of 4,800 pounds, the employer also needs to pay the Dickinson agency an annual British pound equivalent to the servant's salary, and a one-time agency fee of 1,200 pounds.

"Four hundred pounds of it belong to me."

The valet showed a happy smile:

"Sir, when I think about it now, I still find it incredible that just because I am good-looking, I can get a huge sum of four hundred pounds in one go, and I can also receive a salary of fifteen pounds a month!"

Hewen nodded:

"It's really incredible."

The valet put away his smile and said seriously:

"Now before I go to bed every day, I still silently thank the employees of the agency who came to our home that day, as well as Mr. Dickinson himself who founded the Dickinson Agency. They gave us hope in the gloomy life.

Pulled me and my father out of that sludge."

Finally, the two of them arrived in front of a four-story villa.

The footman said to Hevin:

"Mrs. Rebecca is waiting for you in the hall inside. She told me to just bring you here."

Hewen smiled and nodded, then walked towards the villa without hesitation.

The manservant hesitated and wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
Chapter completed!