“As soon as Elaine came to Paris, she started working here voluntarily!”
Saint Lily is full of praise, which shows that Elaine is kind-hearted and not a hypocritical hypocrite!
"If you need anything from me, please just ask!"
Downton sat on the bench, the late autumn sunlight shining through the sparse branches and leaves, leaving mottled shadows on the floor.
"I won't be polite!"
Saint Lily sat nearby and watched Elaine play games with the orphans.
The two people stopped talking, so the atmosphere became silent, but there was no embarrassment. Instead, there was a tacit understanding that felt like spring breeze.
Saint Lily turned her head and glanced at Downton, and found that he was looking at Elaine and the children with doting eyes, and she couldn't help but smile.
At this moment, Saint Lily somewhat understood why Twilight liked this man. If others were traveling with him, they would definitely seize the opportunity to show their meticulous care for the orphans, but he did not, because his care was
Subtle.
"This is a simple man, maybe he can really help me!"
Saint Lily pondered.
A group of seven or eight-year-old children suddenly ran in from the corridor, followed by two girls.
"Run slowly and be careful of falling!"
Margaret hurriedly chased after her, her face full of worry.
"Keep your voice down, you'll disturb others from their nap!"
Lorraine warned.
"Um!"
The children agreed, but after only a few seconds, they started shouting again. It was really difficult to quiet these monkeys.
"Lord Downton?"
Margaret saw Downton sitting on the bench, a happy smile appeared on her face, she instinctively ran a few steps, then froze in place.
"Huh? Downton. Why are you here?"
Lorraine waved her hand and said hello.
"Lorraine!"
Downton was a little surprised. He didn't expect to see the literary girl here. She was dressed in that slovenly style, with work overalls and a linen shirt. Her long black hair was tied into a ponytail. It was tied behind her head, and her face was
A pair of black-rimmed glasses.
Under the girl's arms, there were two books, and an intellectual aura came to her face.
Margaret's face was full of disappointment, Downton really didn't remember her.
"Come on, why are you dazed? Haven't you wanted to see him for a long time?" Lorraine pushed La Traviata.
"But……"
Margaret was very inferior. After what happened that night, she already knew the identity of Downton, the Hand of the King in Frankfurt, the Speaker of NATO, and the No. 1 Rising Star in the North. No matter which title, she needed to be high.
The existence of high admiration.
By the way, even Princess Sissi, the dream girl of all men in the continent, is pursuing him. Who do I think I am? I don’t even have the qualifications to like him.
"It's nothing but, if he looks down on you, I'll beat him up!" Lorraine waved her fist, then pulled Margaret over and ran over, "Hey, great writer. Have you published any masterpieces recently?"
Seeing the two girls talking to Downton, Elaine immediately glanced over and made a comment. Although the commoner girl was good-looking, there was no shortage of such girls around her brother, but the girl wearing glasses had a very good appearance and was very beautiful.
Said, that literary temperament is too lethal.
Elaine knew that her brother liked this type of girl the most and had no resistance to literary girls.
"I've been busy recuperating recently!" Downton replied, looked at Margaret, and solemnly thanked her. "Last time, it was all thanks to you."
"No, no, I didn't do anything!"
Margaret quickly waved her hands and kept bending down to bow, "I am the one who should thank you, and I will return the money to you!"
"No, without your warning, I might have died."
Downton was no joke. Thinking about it afterwards, he was still covered in cold sweat. That was the Skin Walker who was hard to guard against. In his drunken state, being targeted would only lead to death.
"Okay, don't thank me anymore!" Lorraine stopped the two people, "Her name is Margaret, and she is my new friend!"
"Hello, I'm Downton, and this is Saint Lily!"
Downton introduced both parties.
"Saint...saint?"
When Margaret heard the name, she almost peed with fright, and then she knelt down.
"We are all friends, no need to be polite!"
Saint Lily caught La Traviata.
Margaret's lips were trembling, her mind was completely confused, and she didn't know what to say. With her low status, she could only squeeze in the crowd during grand ceremonies and take a look at the saint from a distance.
, she is not qualified to get close.
"You have worked too hard and your body is exhausted. You should rest more!"
Saint Lily waved her hand to cure La Traviata's hidden illness.
"Is this... is this the Holy Light?" Margaret felt the warmth on her body, and the fatigue of the past was swept away. She couldn't help but get excited and wanted to kneel down again, "Thank you... Thank you... Saint
!”
"I told you not to kneel!"
Downton pulled Margaret, their fingertips touched, causing a blush to appear on La Traviata's face.
"I am Downton's number one fan, Lorraine Sasha, you can call me Lorraine!"
Lorraine generously extended her hand towards Saint Lily. This guy was so out of line sometimes.
"Hello!"
Because she had the same name as the Miracle Saint, Saint Lily couldn't help but look at her a few more times, but found nothing wrong.
"Fans? Admirers? Oops!"
Elaine was facing a formidable enemy. What if her brother couldn't control herself if this woman threw herself into her arms? Princess Sissi would not have an easy explanation.
As Downton's sister, Elaine felt that she was qualified to choose a wife for her brother. Of course, she would never admit that it was her own selfish reasons and she did not want her brother to have a girlfriend.
"Do you volunteer here often?"
In fact, looking at the familiarity between the orphans and the two of them, Downton already knew the answer.
"I have no money and can't donate, so I can only do what I can!"
Margaret honestly confessed that she was a believer. No matter how tired she was, she would go to church to pray every weekend, and then come to the Notre Dame Monastery to do volunteer work. This had been going on for five years.
The five people chatted and the atmosphere was harmonious, so they didn't feel the passage of time. When they came back to their senses, it was already dusk.
"I'll take you home!"
Looking at the flaming clouds in the sky, Downton took a deep breath.
Although Margaret repeatedly refused, she was still pulled into the carriage by Elaine and Lorraine. The latter was an acquaintance and didn't care about the occasion, so she kept pulling Downton to talk about literature.
Saint Lily has received the best education, so she is knowledgeable and can carry on any topic. Elaine is not bad either, and Downton has a large library. There is also Tutor Homer, who is also a polymath. In comparison,
, Margaret was out of place.
Listening to those completely incomprehensible words, La Traviata felt very inferior.
"I think being able to support myself and my family is the most important thing!"
While dealing with Lorraine, Downton also changed the topic and talked about his experiences as a boy to ease Margaret's mood.
Listening to Downton's gentle words, Saint Lily chuckled. He was indeed a gentle man.
As dusk was about to pass, the carriage entered the Nancheng District, a civilian neighborhood where the lower-class people of Paris lived.
A luxuriously decorated carriage suddenly drove in, followed by a group of knights in helmets and armor, causing the surrounding civilians to crane their heads and look around. You must know that usually, the biggest person they see is the Sheriff.
"It's just ahead, just turn the corner and you'll be there!"
Margaret showed the way.
"Um?"
Downton frowned, because after turning the corner, he saw a large group of people gathered in front of him, and shouts and curses were coming from inside.
Without Elaine's instructions, a knight had already accelerated and rushed over.
Hearing the crisp sound of horse hooves trampling on the street, the onlookers quickly lowered their heads and gave way. They did not want to be whipped.
"what happened?"
the knight asked.
"dad!"
The crowd moved away, and Margaret saw several burly men surrounding her father, kicking him violently, beating him to the point of bleeding. After crying, she opened the car door and jumped out.
"careful!"
Downton jumped down.
"Dad, please, stop fighting!"
Margaret rushed over and lay on her father's body. She would rather be injured herself to protect him. However, several men did not dare to take action. They all had their eyes on her when they saw the girl getting off the luxurious carriage.
No matter what, bear with it.
"Sir, this gambler owes us a lot of money, this is just debt collection!"
The leading man nodded and bowed, explaining to the knight, but his face kept shouting at Downton, and his attitude was humble.
Repaying debts is a matter of course, and there is actually no way to interfere. He looked at Downton.
"How much does he owe you?"
Downton frowned.
"Fifty thousand gold coins!"
As soon as the man's words came out, the neighbors who were watching gasped in shock. Not to mention 50,000 gold coins, even 10,000 gold coins were enough for them to live happily for several years.
"Dad, why did you go gambling again? Where are the gold coins that Lord Downton rewarded?"
Margaret cried very sadly. Why didn't her father live up to his expectations?
"I want to make money and win you a big house so that you can enjoy a happy life."
This man is also a cunning bastard. When he said such touching words, he still glanced at Downton and speculated about his relationship with his daughter.
"Take this money and get out!"
Downton took out his wallet and handed a bunch of gold tickets to these guys.
"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"
Before La Traviata's father could thank her, her stepmother rushed out of the room. She had been peeping inside just now. When the crisis was resolved, she guessed that this was the generous man who rewarded her daughter last time.
Just come out quickly and make yourself familiar.
A few moneylenders didn't dare to take it.
"The Holy See prohibits gambling, let alone loan sharking!" Saint Lily walked down, "Catch them and send them to a labor camp!"
Although this is a regulation of the Holy See, gambling cannot be completely prohibited. Saint Lily usually turns a blind eye. Today, it can only be said that these people are unlucky.
"Yes, Your Highness the Saint!"
The knights gathered around.
Saint!
When these guys saw that the saint was speaking, their legs were so frightened that they didn't dare to run away, so they knelt down.
The civilians didn't expect the saint to appear here at all. After being shocked, they knelt down.
The stepmother was also frightened! (To be continued...)