v2 Chapter 201： Night talk with visitors

Late at night. Terence Manor.

Malcolm's routine has always been very regular. This is the secret of his ability to maintain energy, especially in the preparation process of the black business alliance. Various conditions emerge endlessly, and Malcolm can always solve them in an orderly manner. Exhausted, obviously in his forties, but his body still looks like a 20-year-old young man.

He used to be in bed on time this time, but tonight he is still in the study.

抽 He took the book from the shelf and turned it up.

A few of the maids in the corridor didn't even dare to breathe at this time. Everyone knew Malcolm was not in a good mood during this time.

Malcolm had an unsmiling character. His look seemed extraordinarily old-fashioned, and when things on the beach came, his face became more serious, and he could feel a distant distance. Terrifying momentum.

Before having a breakfast, a waitress who served him was directly frightened off the plate in his hand. As a result, he was dragged out and beaten by the steward at the side. From then on, the slaves in Terence Manor were even more frightened. .

I saw that Malcolm had been in the study for more than an hour beyond bed time, and no one dared to remind, but was afraid that he would be punished because no one reminded.

The maids were very entangled, and finally focused their attention on a short black maid named Lia, who was also the most liked of all maids by Malcolm. Unlike other maids, even if he made a mistake, Malco Mum also almost never punished her, for which she was also excluded by some people.

She didn't say anything, turned around and walked downstairs to the kitchen, then returned to the study room with a cup of hot milk, sorted out her clothes, and knocked twice on the door.

There was Malcolm's voice inside, "Come in."

The black maid opened the door after hearing the words, and Malcolm sat on the velvet sofa without looking up.

It wasn't until Leah put the glass of milk on the table in front of him that Malcolm snorted, "I'm interested, I'll wait for a guest tonight, and I'll sleep late."

"Yes, Mr. Malcolm." Leah smiled, put away the plate, and was about to leave, but Malcolm's voice sounded again the next moment.

"Is anyone else in my study recently?"

Leah was shocked when she heard the words. For a moment, she thought that Malcolm had found that the letter had been stolen. She just took a letter from it and returned it the next day. I didn't know Marco. How did Tom find the anomaly.

Isn't her luck so bad that she happened to catch up with Malcolm re-examining those old letters that day and found that there was one missing one, but with so many letters there, how could Malcolm remember where each one was. And the most important thing is what should she do at this time?

Do you want to fabricate a non-existent thief? Turn Malcolm's skepticism on the other side to make yourself safer, or push things over to others.

Numerous thoughts flashed in Lia's mind at this moment, but it was only a momentary thing. When she turned around, she had the right confusion on her face, "Is there something missing, but according to Mr. Malcolm? According to your request, I usually come in alone every time I clean. "

Malcolm snorted. "I just asked casually. It hasn't been very peaceful recently. It's always good to be careful." After pointing, he pointed to the chair in front of him. Just talk to me. "

Julia was relieved. She knew that she was betting right. Malcolm did not find the letter. She folded her skirt and sat on the chair, smiling, "What do you want to talk about?"

Malcolm put down the book in his hand, "Just talk about the book, what have you been reading for a while?"

"I am reading the Bible, because many people around me have read it when I came to the world."

"Well, the quickest way to integrate a culture is to learn about its religion, see the Exodus? Do you have any feeling that the Israelis were unbearable to the Egyptians, and escaped from Egypt under the guidance of Jehovah? After suffering, finally came to the promised land flowing with milk and honey. Does this chapter have any inspiration for you? "

When she heard that, her smile became a little reluctant.

"Do you know what I like most about you? You rarely say anything against you. If it's those guys outside, they will tell me now that they like the current life and will never run away and leave." Malcolm I adjusted my sitting position to make my waist more comfortable. "But in fact, no one likes being enslaved."

Callia was silent for a while, "Will these sufferings that my people now suffer end with Jehovah?"

"What do you think?" Malcolm asked, "Thousands of years ago, those Israelis believed in their Lord, so their Lord took them away from the rule of evil pagans, but now you and I believe in the same Creator, do you think he will liberate you from us? "

"Where is our path? Will our children and grandchildren continue to be enslaved like us?"

"It depends on when you can truly integrate into our world ~ www.novelhall.com ~ what the black maid wants to say, Malcolm puts out a finger," I mean integration doesn't just mean language , Food, clothing or etiquette, religion, although these things are also important, but the most important thing is here. Malcolm pointed to his head. "You need to think like us, and only then will you really be accepted as our kind. "

但是 "But will we still be us that day?" Leah asked.

"Good question, civilization, is the most barbaric thing in the world. It has only one theme, that is conquest." Malcolm said, "It will not stop until you reach your goal. If you insist on not being Assimilation, then there is only the way to be destroyed. "

Malcolm's voice dropped, the study door was knocked again, and the steward's voice rang from the outside. "Mr. Malcolm, the guest is coming."

"Well, let's talk here today, you can go down." Malcolm waved his hand, the black maid gave a gift, opened the door of the study, she did not go out long, and a man in a hoodie walked outside Come in, there is still a light rain outside, and there is a moisture on his body.

When the door closed again, he took off his cloak, and there was Fraser's face underneath.

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