"If she is useless, then she can't blame me for being ruthless, right? If she is sensible, she should know what to do!"
Because he was angry with Alice, the Marquis of Treville spoke in a rather unkind tone when he mentioned Alice.
The Duke felt something was wrong in his heart. After all, "turning" an illegitimate child into a positive person in disguise would cause endless troubles, which would most likely cause an internal split in the family. Apart from anything else, Alice and her daughter might just swallow their anger and look at each other.
Did the bastard take away what he should have originally?
Although they are all just women, there are many women in the world who can accomplish great things, so they should not be underestimated.
However, from his younger brother's firm attitude, he had already seen that his attempts to persuade him were of no use. In the end, he had no choice but to agree to his younger brother's idea.
In fact, he also knew why his brother was so anxious - seeing that both brothers had entered the second half of their lives, and there was not much time left, they must seize the time to cultivate heirs without delaying any longer.
In the end, he could only secretly pray to God to bring his younger brother a real grandson as soon as possible to avoid possible divisions and disputes in the family in the future.
The two brothers discussed for a while, and at this time, it was finally getting light.
Looking at the gray sky outside the window, Duke Treville sighed, and then hugged his brother tightly. Tears flashed across his face that usually showed no emotion or anger. He knew that even if
Everything goes well and all family members are safe. In the next few years, the two brothers may still be separated.
By then, at the end of their lives, would they really be able to meet again alive? He didn't dare to guarantee it.
But even though he was reluctant to say goodbye, he still said goodbye to his brother because some things had to be done.
"Victor, I have to go, please take care of yourself..." He said goodbye in his brother's ear.
Although his words were brief, they contained too much expectations and reluctance.
The Marquis was also extremely reluctant to give up. He hugged his brother tightly and blessed him for his long journey in the near future.
"I will. Please take care of yourself...you must take care of your family and don't make any mistakes."
Although the two brothers have lived to this age, they are used to seeing storms, but when things come to pass, God knows what accident will happen. They may not care about their own life or death, but they cannot let go of their family members no matter what.
"After I go back, I will send Charlotte here. Then you can do what you want. If you need me to do anything, just send someone to let me know, and I will do it."
After saying that, he let go of his embrace, waved to his brother, and left without looking back. He walked out of the back door and disappeared into the vast gray curtain.
The Marquis of Treville watched his brother leave from the window, and only after his figure disappeared did he look back.
Because he had stayed up all night, his eyes were bloodshot and he looked much more serious and fierce than usual. At this time, he exuded an aura, like a general about to join the battle.
That is the determination to do something big, and the will to succeed.
At this time, the hope of the family and even the lives of the family members have been entrusted to him, and he will never allow himself to make any mistakes.
Although he had not slept all night, he was in high spirits at the moment and did not even feel sleepy.
He snapped his fingers and called his valet.
Because he had to take care of the Treville brothers, the manservant also stayed up all night and was on call at any time, so he immediately came to his side after hearing the master's call.
"Master, what are your orders?"
"When Edgar wakes up, bring him to me immediately. I have something to tell him." The Marquis ordered.
"You... why don't you take a rest first?" Seeing the Marquis in such a mess, the servant was a little worried.
"I don't need a rest!" The Marquis interrupted him impatiently, "Bring him to me quickly!"
The Marquis lost his temper and the servant was speechless. He did not dare to say anything more. He quickly bowed and accepted the order, and then left in a hurry.
At this time, Edgar was still sleeping. In his daze, he heard a gentle knock on the door. Both Edgar and Alice were awakened.
Then, he learned of his father's call, so with full of doubts, he hurriedly changed his clothes and rushed to his father.
"Dad, why did you come to see me so early in the morning?" He asked cautiously.
Edgar has always been a person without any fear, but only in front of his father, he has an instinctive fear. On the one hand, it is due to the power that his father has accumulated since childhood, and on the other hand, it may be because he is not living up to expectations and cannot share his father's worries.
of guilt.
In particular, at this moment, the Marquis of Treville, because he stayed up all night, his eyes were bloodshot and his face was ferocious, making him look even more terrifying.
"In a few days, Charlotte will come to our house to stay for a long time. You and Alice must take good care of her and not let her suffer in the slightest." The Marquis of Treville was not interested in talking in circles with his son and went straight to the point.
Edgar was stunned for a moment.
It wasn't because he found the matter embarrassing, but because he couldn't understand why such a trivial matter deserved to be taken so seriously by his father.
"Of course, I welcome her! Although Charlotte is not as good as Xia Lu, she is still very, very cute. I think the two of them will have a lot of fun together..." He smiled as he said it
, trying to lighten the mood in the room.
However, the Marquis's face was still tense, "Didn't you find anything wrong?"
Edgar was a little confused by his father's question, "What do you mean?"
Seeing Edgar's lack of political sensitivity, the Marquis felt even more angry. However, he already knew what kind of virtue his son was, and there was no point in losing his temper. So he suppressed his anger and spoke to his son in a deep voice.
Explain, "Your uncle entrusted his granddaughter to us. Don't you understand what this means? He may go into exile next!"
"Exile...?" Edgar also became nervous now, and then he remembered to analyze the specific situation, "You mean... he felt that the situation was not good and that the Wang family might fall, so he prepared to go into exile in advance?
"
The Marquis didn't say anything, but gave him a look that said, "Finally you still have some brains."
Edgar suddenly fell into deep thought.
If the Wang family really falls, this will of course be a good thing for his family, because it means that the Bonaparte family may really be restored successfully and then take control of the highest power - and that also means the rapid rise of the Marquis de Treville and his family.
.
But from another aspect, the change of power must mean chaos. In such chaos, God knows what risks will arise, and he is not going to take any risks for the Bonaparte family.
But what can we do? His father is firmly on the side of the Bonaparte family, and he will definitely not give up such a good opportunity. Edgar was also a little hesitant for a while.
Fortunately, his worries were relieved by his father.
"You must have been able to tell by now that the unrest is imminent. My brother is already preparing for it. I should also prepare immediately." Marquis Treville broke the silence, "Edgar, wait for Charlotte
After Te comes, take your wife, daughter, and Charlotte with you and leave Paris."
When Edgar heard that his father actually asked him to leave the center of this turmoil, Edgar's initial reaction was to be overjoyed, but then he sensed something was wrong.
"What about you? Why don't you leave together?"
"I can't leave because I have to complete my mission here." Marquis Treville replied coldly, "If you want to cut the cake, you have to sit next to the cake table, right? If I don't make any achievements during this period,
, then how can I have the nerve to approach His Majesty to discuss my merits and reward me?"
His father's rhetorical question left Edgar speechless.
He knew that this was his father's decision and he was not allowed to refute it. He also knew that everything his father had done was to pave the way for his children and grandchildren.
For a moment, the guilt that had been buried deep in his heart suddenly came to his mind again, and he suddenly gained a courage that he didn't know where it came from. "Dad, if this is the case, then I will stay and help you.
?As a son, I cannot stand idly by while my father is taking risks."
The son's true feelings were revealed and the Marquis saw it.
Although this bastard son is useless, he still has true feelings for him after all.
As a father, how can he not love his son?
"Don't make trouble for me now. You didn't work hard to cheer up before, so what's the point of saying these words now? Edgar, don't question my decision. It's better for me if you take them away than if you stay here.
It will help even more. After you leave, I won’t have anything to worry about anymore.”
His father's cold words made Edgar even more ashamed and heartbroken.
He suddenly deeply hated his absurdity for so many years. If he could focus a little more on his father's career, he would surely be able to share his father's worries now... However, the exaggeration and laziness that had become a habit for a long time had long since
It sapped his spirit of cheering up, and even if he felt guilty, it was already hard to come back.
"Dad...I'm sorry..." He kept apologizing to his father and almost cried.
"Okay! Stop doing this." In order to cover up the reluctance and sadness in his heart, the Marquis interrupted his son rudely, "If you really feel guilty for me, give me a grandson as soon as possible. We were before
Isn’t it agreed? You bring me a grandson, and I will set you free. Edgar, that’s all I ask of you, don’t let me down! I don’t have many years left in the rest of my life.
, please hurry up and fulfill your promise to me."
"I will try my best." Edgar quickly explained to his father, "It's just that recently Alice said that her body has not recovered yet and she doesn't want to bear the pain of childbirth for the time being, so although we sleep in the same bed, we rarely..."
"Why, Xia Lu is almost two years old and she hasn't recovered yet? What kind of body does she have? Is she more valuable than the queen?!" Upon hearing this, the Marquis became so angry that he said, "I think she is deliberately making excuses.
, she doesn’t want me to get what I want!”
"How could it be? Alice respects you so much, it's impossible for her to think this way." Edgar quickly interceded for his wife, "Dad, please give us a little more time, I will definitely work hard."
"Huh." The Marquis of Treville snorted coldly, not bothering to explain to his son.
His precious son was so clever, but even the people he shared the bed with couldn't guess what he was thinking, which was really disappointing to him.
You are unkind and I am unjust. Since Alice is resisting his will in private, he no longer has to worry about it.
"It just so happens that I have something else to tell you. I have already told your uncle about your illegitimate son." So, he said coldly.
"What?" Edgar was surprised.
It wasn't that he felt ashamed because his illegitimate son was revealed. After all, this kind of thing had long been common in the upper class society. It was just that he sensed a very dangerous fact from his father's words.
"Are you going to let him take away the illegitimate child?" he asked tremblingly.
"Yes, he has promised me that when he leaves France, he will take the child away. In addition, he will also find a way to name the child under the name of a distant relative, so that he can have our surname in a dignified way.
"
After a pause, he added, "If Alice still doesn't give birth to a son within a period of time, then I won't wait for her. I will take this 'distant relative' over and teach him and train him personally."
, then I won’t have to worry about having no successor.”
His father's words made Edgar completely panic.
He didn't mind letting an illegitimate son take over the family business. It was his son anyway, but...but how would Alice and Xia Lu, mother and daughter, deal with each other then?
Just thinking about it made him feel numb.
Although he was the initiator of all this, he did not have no feelings for the mother and daughter, and he never thought about breaking up with them.
"Dad...isn't this not good? Why don't you think about it again?" He boldly persuaded his father.
"What? Are you here to pretend to be a good person for me at this time?" Marquis Treville glared at his son, "Do you think I want to do this? There is nothing I can do! In the end, all this is because of you
It’s useless and unsatisfactory!
If it weren't for your absurd indulgence and unwillingness to work hard for the family, why would I have to worry about the next generation of successors? I would just wait! But just because you are useless, I can't afford to wait!
If you weren't weak and incompetent, how could you not even be able to control a young woman, and ended up letting her shirk her in every possible way, but refused to let me have my way?!
Until now, you have put yourself out of the matter to intercede, as if I am the only one who did the bad things... Edgar, is it enough for you to make me mad to death?!"
Edgar was so frightened by his father's scolding that he didn't dare to say anything anymore. He just lowered his head and apologized to his father.
He also knew in his heart that his father's accusations were justified.
Isn't he the initiator of all this?
Everyone has reasons to blame their father, but I definitely don't.
After venting for a while, the Marquis finally felt a little relieved, and then he gasped and stared at his son.
"I don't want to blame you any more now. Find that child quickly and hand it over to your uncle. Then you can take them and leave Paris together."
"Where...?" Edgar summoned the courage to ask.
"Go to the border! Go and wait for that man!" the Marquis roared in reply. "You must stick to him like leeches!"