Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

Blanche Capra went directly to Lorcan George’s home.

Lorcan George’s house looks solemn, especially the white colour, which makes Blanche Capra feel heavy hearted. She asked his maid to make an announcement, and when Lorcan George found out, his first reaction was to reject her and not want to see her.

Lorcan George’s heart is not a good feeling, the whole person also haggard a lot. Obviously he did not want to see her in his heart, but he did not know for what reason he let people invite her in again.

He saw her looking as before. She came out of the light, and Lorcan George was in a trance for a moment.

And Blanche Capra was amazed and distressed to see Lorcan George. He looked like he hadn’t slept in days, and was frighteningly haggard. His eyes were blue and black underneath, his eyes were even streaked with blood, his once fair complexion was now dark, and he had green stubble on his chin.

“Lorcan …” she said, suddenly unsure how to speak.

Lorcan George nodded, “Sit down, would you like some tea? I only have tea here.”

Blanche Capra felt a few strangeness in his demeanour, how had she ever seen him look so stoic? She couldn’t help but guess that uncle George’s death must have made him depressed within a few days, and his former cheerfulness and clarity was gone, and the sadness in his heart settled down, making him into his present appearance.

Blanche Capra hesitantly spoke, “Lorcan, you … you have to cheer up, this goes on, not good, not good for the body. Uncle … Uncle doesn’t want to see you like this either.”

Lorcan George suddenly frowned when he heard her mention his father.

Not without blame, right, if not for her this fire, York Charlie would not have risen to kill his father, and his father would not have died. But …

He looked to Blanche Capra, who had a worried, slightly disturbed look on her face… she was actually a victim, too. After all, in the end, that slap and those some words were initiated by his own father.

Lorcan George closed his eyes, the mood of liking her surfaced again, but when he thought of his father’s death, his heart was all anger and guilt and self-reproach, Lorcan George finally opened his mouth, but his voice was muffled, ”What you said, I know all of it. If there is nothing else, you can leave, I have a lot of things to take care of.”

Blanche Capra finally cut through his resistance to her, and she was a little surprised, a little lost, and surprisingly a little aggravated. He had never treated himself like this before, and because of his constant gentle guardianship, Blanche Capra found herself selfishly accustomed to it, and then selfishly aggrieved when she was confronted with his perversity after she was accustomed to it.

Blanche Capra felt that she was really abominable.

“You … take care of yourself.” With those words, she got up and left.

After she left, Lorcan George looked at the slightly caved in spot on the couch and froze.

He undoubtedly liked her, it had never changed. But she had never liked himself; the person she liked was York Charlie, the man he now regarded as his enemy.

How was he going to face her from now on?

When he sees her, he thinks of York Charlie, and when he thinks of York Charlie, he thinks of his father’s death.

Lorcan George had mixed feelings, he went into the bathroom, turned on the water, wanted to use the water to wash himself a little clearer, wanted to temporarily drive away the heart for Blanche Capra’s love, wanted to focus on dealing with York Charlie.

After a long time, Lorcan George stepped out and stood in front of the mirror, looking at himself.

He suddenly remembered the look in Blanche Capra’s eyes when she first saw him today.

Surprised, pained, worried.

Lorcan George looked in the mirror and stared at the razor that had been sitting there for a long time.

Lorcan George really can’t bear the pain and depression in his heart, after half a year, he went into the pub again.

Just as he was having drink after drink, all feeling unfulfilled, a hand tapped him on the shoulder, and then a man sat down beside him.

“Is that you?”

Moore Howard smiled and greeted Lorcan George, “What a coincidence, Young Master George.”

Lorcan George’s expression was bland, and he proceeded to drink without speaking.

Moore Howard, however, blocked his glass, “I’ll buy you a better one,” he said, beckoning the waiter inside the bar, “Bring out my bottle for Young Master George to try.”

Lorcan George hadn’t been here in so long he couldn’t remember if he’d stocked a bottle here.

It seems Moore Howard is the regular here.

Moore Howard poured him half a glass, “Try it first.”

Lorcan George didn’t refuse, and took a sip from the glass, thinking it wasn’t bad. At this time, he heard Moore Howard say, “Young Master George has been having a rough time lately, right? I also heard that your father’s death was a bit strange.”

Lorcan George’s expression flinched and he put down the cup in his hand, “What else do you know?”

“You suspect York Charlie?” said Moore Howard with a raised eyebrow and a smile, “I noticed you were checking him out.”

Lorcan George looked at him sceptically, “How did you find out?”

Moore Howard smiles sardonically, “Because I was checking on York Charlie too.”

“What were you checking him out for?” Lorcan George felt even more puzzled.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

“I’m going to deal with him!” Moore Howard spoke frankly, yet remained incoherent.

Lorcan George was tempted to ask, Why are you dealing with him? But he felt sure that Moore Howard would not tell him the truth. So he kept his mouth shut.

Moore Howard knew that Lorcan George must want to know why he wanted to deal with York Charlie, he could not say all, but in order to pull Lorcan George in he could only say a little bit of the surface.

“York Charlie is in the ascendant, I don’t know how many people he has offended,” Moore Howard stopped laughing and his expression was a bit serious, “and I, for one, happen to be the one who wants to bring him down,” he looked at Lorcan George’s eyes, “Aren’t you too, Young Master George?”

Lorcan George was silent for a moment, “You came to me specifically, didn’t you? Trying to convince me to team up with you against York Charlie?”

Moore Howard nods, “That’s right, won’t you?”

Lorcan George doesn’t say anything, Moore Howard looks at the colours of the flickering lights in the clear glass in his hand, “If we can join forces, the chances of success against York Charlie would be much greater. But you’re on your own, and you don’t know when you’ll be able to avenge your father’s death. And … don’t you like Blanche Capra? By that time Blanche Capra would have been possessed by York Charlie, where would you have a chance?”

Lorcan George froze.

He was indeed right, it wasn’t that he hadn’t thought about how difficult this path would be with his own abilities alone, but if he added Moore Howard, a man who didn’t seem very trustworthy but whose interests were aligned with each other, he felt that he could agree to his proposal.

Lorcan George thought for a moment before saying, “I agree.”

Moore Howard raises his glass to him and Lorcan George raises his glass as well, the two clink their glasses and Moore Howard smiles, “Have a good day working together!”

Lorcan George forced a smile.

“Young Master George,” Moore Howard snapped, “You don’t want to just think about revenge and leave Blanche Capra behind, since it’s the woman you like then you have to go for it or there will be a day when you regret it. ”

Lorcan George was surprised that he said this to himself and heard him say, “Fight for it this one more time, if you can’t fight for it, there’s no way you can force it, because even if you get it, it’s not something you can keep.”