Guidebook for the Dark Duke Chapter 5: Visit the Duke

Evan and Mrs Sanders went to visit the Duke's House early the next morning.

He didn't want to wait until the Duke almost forgot about that promise to come and make fun of himself, he just wanted to deepen Duke Wilson's impression of himself before the matter was forgotten by the Duke.

The Cornwall Manor is the largest manor in Derain, no, it should be said to be the largest manor in the entire Yorkshire. The land around him is endless, and he has thousands of tenants. His main castle is as luxurious as The King's Castle, Cornwall Manor is a legend in Derain and is the pride and spiritual support of every Derain resident.

Evan was walking on the grass of the Cornwall Manor, surrounded by fragrant aromas, the roses in the garden were as bright as the sun, and the elegant and classical castle exuded an elegant atmosphere under the sunlight.

Evan squinted at the scene in front of him. Before he came here, he also had money and status, but he had never been like this Duke. This kind of power was completely unimaginable before. , Evan's eyes suddenly had a bit of eagerness. If it was just a vague concept before, then at this moment he finally firmed up his thoughts. He coveted this duke and the power he had. He absolutely Don't let these things fall into the hands of others.

Evan and Mrs. Sanders were welcomed into the drawing room by the Cornwall House Steward. The Duke was meeting with his lawyers and would not come down to see them in an hour.

Evan's mood was a little sluggish, but Mrs. Sanders sat quietly on the sofa as usual, tasting the black tea brought by the butler.

Evan sat for a while, feeling a little bored. In his opinion, anyone who spent more than five minutes with Mrs. Sanders would be bored.

Evan stood up, and the housekeeper hurriedly stepped forward to ask him if he needed anything. Evan shook his head: "I want to go outside for a walk."

The butler looked at Mrs. Saunders with some embarrassment. Mrs. Saunders was still looking down at the teacup in her hand, unaware of the butler's gaze.

Evan looked at the butler with a soft but irresistible smile, who finally bowed his head in response.

Evan left the room and finally felt relieved. The almost frozen scene just now made him a little short of breath. Evan walked along the lawn in front of the castle towards the lake. He walked to the lake. Sit down, surrounded by the breath of water vapor, Evan has liked water since his last life, swimming is as simple as breathing for him, but when he came to this place and became a priest, this hobby is only afraid to tell him Goodbye, fishing is possible, but swimming is fine.

But at this moment, suddenly there was a sound of falling water from the other side of the lake, and Evan jumped up smartly. He looked in the direction of the sound, but saw a pair of hands struggling on the water.

Evan ran over quickly, only to find the heroine Arya standing in the same place at a loss. Evan suddenly realized who the person who fell into the lake was, the only son of Duke Wilson, Lord Edward.

In the novel, the lord fell into the water and was rescued by the heroine. After that, the duke became interested in the heroine until the final love was deeply rooted.

This thought was just a flash in Evan's mind, but in reality, he hardly paused. In front of Arya, who was still immersed in shock, he plunged into it. in the lake.

The place where little Edward drowned was not far from the shore, and Evan only swam twice to reach him. In the lake, Owen was like a duck to water, and he picked up little Edward, perhaps because of fear, although Evan Little Edward had been picked up, but he was still struggling, almost breaking free from Evan's embrace, but Evan was not soft at this time, and hit Edward's neck with one hand, knocking him unconscious, and then paddling in the water , swam towards the shore, with a look of all-out effort on his face.

Fortunately, Aaliyah is not stupid yet. At this moment, she has already run in and called someone out. The housekeeper Chris is running fast in front, followed by a few servants, and the Duke is also shocked. Running towards the lake, Evan hooked the corners of his mouth invisibly, and pretended to be too weak to hug Little Edward, while he sank into the lake.

Evan relaxed his body, and the warm lake water around made him feel very comfortable, but after a while, someone jumped down, his shoulders were grabbed tightly, and dragged towards the water, Evan struggled slightly After a moment, someone grabbed the back of the neck and raised it directly to the surface.

Fresh air poured into his nose instantly, he was dragged ashore, someone squeezed his chest rudely, trying to squeeze the water out of his nose and mouth, but Evan didn't drown at all, So you can't squeeze out the water at all.

Fortunately, Arya's father, Dr. Hester, is a sensible man and hurriedly said, "Pastor Bruce may be exhausted. Quickly help him up and pat him on the back."

As soon as he finished speaking, a servant helped Evan up and patted him on the back vigorously. Evan coughed a few times and finally opened his eyes.

He saw little Edward lying in Duke Wilson's arms, and at this time, Wilson had completely lost his previous arrogance and indifference. He frowned extremely tightly, and asked in a low voice to Dr. Hester beside him: " Is he all right?"

Dr. Hester wiped the water from Lord Edward's face. This is a very beautiful child, with black curly hair, delicate features, and white and red lips, like a doll. Wet, it looked a little pitiful against his pale little face.

"The water in the Lord's chest has been squeezed out just now, and it should be all right now." Dr. Hester's face was a little unsightly. Edward drowned when he was with Arya, and she blamed her. .

Duke Wilson's expression softened when he heard this. He stood up with Edward in his arms, first nodded at Evan, who was being helped by Mrs. Sanders who was driven over, and then said : "Pastor Bruce, I don't know how to express my gratitude for your heroic rescue today, you will be my friend of Charles Kelster in the future, and you will be the most honorable at Cornwall Manor at all times. Your guest."

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Arya who was worried, and his expression couldn't help but turn cold: "Doctor Hester, please, when you come to Cornwall Manor in the future, try not to bring Arya with you as much as possible. Miss Ya, I don't want to see her again in the future."

The Duke's remarks are already harsh, Dr. Hester couldn't help but shivered, but Alia was ashamed and didn't say anything surprising.

Duke Wilson walked away with little Edward in his arms. Evan stood crookedly and looked at his slender back with a smile in his eyes. It turned out that his name was Charles.

The tone lightly crossed Evan's lips, with a hint of ambiguity.

Mrs. Sanders didn't hear Evan's whisper, she just looked at Evan with some reproach, and said sharply: "How can you be so reckless, shouldn't you go to someone for help at this time? How can you be so reckless? In danger?"

Evan lowered his eyebrows and smiled: "In such an emergency, how can I think so much, Lord Edward is just a child, if it's delayed for a long time, I'm afraid it's not good."

Mrs. Sanders had a softer expression on her face when she heard this, but the words in her mouth were still cold: "If Pastor Bruce hadn't gone out of his way to relieve himself, this kind of thing would never have happened. Don't do such superfluous things."

Evan smiled helplessly, he brushed the wet blonde hair in front of his forehead, and said warmly: "You are right, I will not do this again, but I am soaked all over, let me first Change into clean clothes."

As soon as Evan's voice fell, Butler Chris walked up to Evan with a few servants and said respectfully, "Mr. Reverend, Lord Duke, please go inside and change into dry clothes."

Mrs. Sanders looked at Steward Chris with some vigilance, but the standard British butler didn't care about Mrs. Sanders's thoughts. He let the two male servants support Evan, and then turned towards Go to the castle.

Mrs. Sanders gave Butler Chris an annoyed look, but she followed.

Butler Chris helped Evan to the guest room on the second floor, and then brought a new suit. Evan took a general look at the material and size of the clothes. He was certain that this was probably the Duke's clothes. But looking at this, it should be completely new clothes that have never been worn. Evan shook his head in disappointment and quickly changed his clothes.

After Evan changed his clothes, he walked downstairs, and when he came to the living room, he found Duke Wilson sitting in the living room with a glass of brandy in his hand.

Evan paused for a while, and finally stepped forward: "Lord Duke." Evan nodded slightly.

Duke Wilson raised his head to look at him when he heard the voice, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes: "Pastor Bruce." He seemed to finally see Evan's face clearly, and muttered.

Evan couldn't help but squinted his eyes, his eyes wandered down Duke Wilson's handsome profile, perhaps because of the rush of alcohol, there was a faint blush on his cheeks, and the whole person showed a kind of The slightly drunk state was not at all different from his usual abstinence appearance. Evan felt like grass growing in his heart, and suddenly became a little turbulent.

"Mrs. Sanders has left, Pastor Bruce, you should stay today, Edward is not feeling well right now, I would like to ask you to pray for him." Duke Wilson quickly regained his sanity and recovered. normal rigor.

Evan raised his eyebrows slightly, an expression that was not very solemn, but there was an unusually harmonious beauty on his face.

"As long as I can help Lord Edward, it is my duty." Since there is such a good thing delivered to the door, Evan will naturally not refuse.

Duke Wilson nodded, with a hint of indifference in his expression. In his class, others only wanted to please him, so Pastor Bruce's reaction did not exceed his expectations.

But his performance is very dazzling in Evan's view. He has never been so clearly aware of the power of the middle class in this era.