Chapter 488： :noble

Malta. Valletta

After being ravaged by the powerful civilization of the Phoenicians from 170 BC, the vicissitudes of history unfolded, and the Carthaginians, Romans, etc. all peed in this place and declared themselves Under such circumstances, it can be regarded as a battleground for military strategists. Of course, after modern times, such violent names cannot be used.

So, the titles of "Heart of the Mediterranean Sea" and "Countryside of Europe" seem to be relatively low and explosive.

And many ancient nobles have long been pushed to such remote places. There are more suitable masters for such fertile land in Europe. Of course, they are not called nobles now, but capitalists!

Among them is the Gerrard family, who have been "exiled" here for more than three hundred years.

Francis walked into the manor full of thoughts. He heaved a long sigh of relief. The pain on his face made him smile helplessly. He understands the truth at this age. Dramatic, but it will definitely not happen to the weak. He only hopes that there will be a correct choice in the family.

Walking on the cobblestone road of the manor, there were servants who repaired the green plants saying hello to him, and some familiar juniors called out respectfully.

He smiled and nodded in response, and walked towards the living room in the manor. In this manor, there are only about a dozen people living in the direct line, but there are more than sixty servants. In Francis' opinion, the aristocratic ostentation is just that. Disgusting hypocrisy.

The hall of the manor was already full of people. They heard footsteps and raised their heads at the same time. When they saw Francis, he could clearly feel that these people had different expressions, complicated and vigilant.

This made Francis smile helplessly in his heart, and yes, compared with the people sitting here, he is a collateral child, but for the nobles, upside-down things often happen, so these people look at him like this, that is Are you afraid that one day you will be in charge of this place? In Francis' view, this is extremely ridiculous. The family's income last year was only 20 million U.S. dollars...

This is not as good as several supermarket owners in Europe.

Sometimes, it's really tiring, but Boris, the current patriarch of the Gerrard family, Jefferson Gerald was pretty good to him, he was very gentle and knowledgeable, but at the same time his shortcomings were obvious, he was too doting on his family.

Every year, there are more than 7 million US dollars for the family to squander!

This is one-third of the annual income, allowing the family to buy luxury cars, yachts, etc., which has long complained from other collaterals.

If this continues, the Gerrard family will disappear like other nobles.

"Francis, you're back? How is it? Did that Asian agree?" Boris stood up from the sofa and asked expectantly. Francis shook his head, "I've let you down."

Boris suddenly felt a pang of anger stuck in his chest, he didn't stand firmly on his feet, and he staggered a little, so frightened that others stood up and helped him to sit down. He had a heart problem, if the anger passed, Francis I was really going to be dragged to light the sky lanterns.

After a while, Boris got better and asked anxiously, "Then what does he ask for?"

The immediate family members around him are also very anxious, which is related to the cost of their hands.

The Gerald family has been so mixed up that it has been supported by killer organizations like the Crosshairs. One generation is not as good as the next generation. European nobles are notoriously "chaos!" I feel the glory of the family in the past.

Francis lost his mind for a moment, but soon recovered, and said Tang Dao's request again.

"Father! This is a kind of provocation, a provocation against the Gerald family." Boris didn't speak, and the eldest son next to him jumped up. This heir in his thirties could not see a trace of stability. Who in Western Europe Didn't know that the eldest son of the Gerrard family was a notorious "Bump!".

When he was engaged to the daughter of another aristocratic family, he hooked up with one of the guests, and the two had **** in the bathroom, and it happened that all of this was captured by the guest's boyfriend with a camera. Suddenly, it became popular. The marriage naturally blew up, and then, Boris was just angry, but he didn't do anything about it, if that's not counted, also, he once got drunk and attacked a pregnant woman on the street, causing her to have a miscarriage for no reason, but it was settled with money up.

Francis alone wiped each other's **** several times.

I also understand what the other party is. When he speaks, he doesn't speak.

"Also, we can let the people from Shizhimao kill him. If he dies, all of this will be solved naturally." The second son next to him saw that his elder brother was inflamed, and he was not to be outdone, with a fierce expression on his face, trying to put on a look He looked ferocious, but this expression, in Francis' opinion, was like a child wearing a mask, trying to scare people, but he didn't know who he was trying to scare, so it turned out to be the scariest.

Boris didn't want to talk at this time either. He waved his hands to signal the two sons to sit down, rubbed their swollen temples, looked at Francis and said, "What do you think?"

The eldest son and the second son looked over at the same time, Francis' scalp was swollen, he hesitated for a while, and decided to put forward his own opinion, "I think he should agree to his request."

"Idiot, do you know what you're talking about, Francis!" the eldest son jumped up and started yelling.

Let a person in his thirties who is younger than himself scold at the head, the shame in Francis' heart is deeper than Tang Dao's slap in the face, and Boris waited for the other party to finish the scolding before saying softly Say, "Enough, sit down!"

Such partiality filled Francis with despair for the family. He didn't want to stay here for long, so he said, "Earl Boris, I want to rest first."

Boris likes being called that, it always brings comfort.

"Go." Boris waved his hand. Francis bowed slightly, smiled at the eldest son and the others, turned and left, and walked out of the living room, only to feel that the oppressive atmosphere eased a little. Walking on the path, when he was thinking, A wave of dirt just fell on his feet and landed on his leather shoes.

"I'm sorry, I'm very sorry, Mr. Francis." The servant who was working hurried over and said.

Francis waved his hand, "It's okay." He looked at the big hole dug in the distance, and asked, "What are you doing?"

The servant was relieved to see that he wasn't angry, and when he heard his question, he hurriedly explained, "The green roots of the manor are dead and withered, and it will be very dangerous to continue like this, so we have to dig up the old roots. Take it off and put on a new one."

"If the root is broken, must it die?"

"Of course I will die sooner or later." The servant nodded and said.

Francis said that he understood, smiled slightly, brushed off the dirt on his shoes, and walked slowly towards the outside of the manor. When he reached the door, he stood still, turned around and looked at the Gerrard family manor, as if talking to himself, "It's rotten to the bone, but the tree can die, and this pit can't be left empty."

Boris is not fit to be a parent.

Francis walked into the car parked outside. He wanted to find some partners. Of course, it would be better if it was a strong external force. He would not allow the Gerrard family to sink like this.

Who are you looking for?

How about that man?

Although he just slapped himself, if he can take charge of the Gerrard family, what is a slap?

Dignity is never cheap.

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