Manhattan Reborn 1978

a new day.

Europe.

London, city center.

Langham Hotel, third floor.

David, who was sleeping on the bed fully clothed, was awakened by a knock on the door.

He rubbed the gum from the corners of his eyes, yawned, walked to the door and opened it.

Outside the door, one of Livlin's bodyguards said to him with a smile.

"Mr. Coleman, the friend you made last night has arrived..."

"Oh~...her?"

"Who did I date?"

The bodyguard shrugged: "She said her name is Toby Olga and she will be waiting for you on the first floor."

"Ah~ thank you, thank you man!"

"I'll go down immediately!"

. . .

After closing the room, David walked into the bathroom, took a quick shower, got dressed again, and wandered downstairs.

first floor.

Last night, Toby Olga, who came to the hotel to see David, was wearing a female business attire, sitting by the window, drinking coffee with a very relaxed expression.

When David came, Toby Olga stood up early and smiled.

"Good morning, boss!"

"No~"

David glanced at his watch, it was nine eleven~

He thought of Toby Olga, smiled apologetically, asked her to sit down, and asked.

"What about your job?"

"Everyone quits!"

"So fast?"

Toby Olga shrugged and said with a smile: "I have wanted to quit my job in the bank for a long time..."

"CIA's job, my boss already wanted me to get out last time..."

"Hahaha~"

"So, you're free?"

"Yes, boss!"

"Hmm~"

David raised his hand and touched his still wet hair, thanked the waiter who brought him coffee, drank his coffee, and began to think about his itinerary in London.

Old Morgan made it very clear yesterday that the serious matters that need to be discussed here have been taken care of.

Next, David himself is willing to play for a few days, whatever~

. . .

David suddenly remembered the Gerald Cavendish Grosvenor he met at the banquet last night.

This Jellal's cousin Andrew, his eyes have been circling Elena Mesa's body, it is obvious that he has found a new prey~

Therefore, when leaving yesterday, David only extended an invitation to Jellal, who had expressed goodwill to him.

Leaving aside the lewd, greasy, middle-aged Andrew.

Emm. .

The time they agreed on seems to be ten o'clock in the morning, right?

David looked at Toby Olga sitting opposite, with a smile on his lips.

"Toby, can you help me go upstairs and wake up some beautiful ladies?"

"Ok?"

"I'll go...isn't it appropriate?"

"Then do you think I'm suitable?"

Toby, for a moment, didn't know how to answer the question of "death" raised by David.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she pursed her lips and smiled bitterly: "Okay~ What is their room number...?"

"They are all in my suite on the fifth floor."

"..."

Toby Olga consciously closed his mouth, stood up, nodded to David, and left~

David looked at her swaying back with a proud smile on his lips.

. . .

last night.

After he was held hostage by three "female kidnappers", he quickly thought of a good way to "rescue himself"~

What is he best at?

Mixing drinks!

Although, there were some drinks in the small bar of his suite that David was not familiar with~

But relying on his keen sense of smell and skilled bartending skills developed at the Wildfire Bar, he quickly came up with a new mixed "lost virginity wine" with a unique taste.

However, these little moves of his seemed to be "discovered" by the experienced Elena Mesa~

She didn't take the initiative to expose David's little tricks, and happily took the wine glass. Under David's "diligent" persuasion to drink, she made a "magic assist" and successfully knocked down Livlin and Maggie~

Later, this smart woman drank too much. .Intent to create an "opportunity" for David~

But from David's perspective, he would not touch any of these three "drunken beauties" with different styles!

A night of romance will carry you with debt for half your life~!

David didn't want to give himself a few illegitimate children for temporary happiness. .

He has not forgotten that there is one more thing to do when he comes to London this time~

Solve the Spencer family's trouble with the illegitimate son.

(Chapter 411, Mag Ludwig introduced David to Devenceus von Spencer, an illegitimate son of a branch of the Spencer family.)

. . .

The Langham Hotel, first floor.

David asked the waiter for some snacks and finished breakfast.

He looked at Elena Mesa, who was sitting diagonally opposite, and said with a smile: "Where are they? Haven't they sobered up yet?"

Elena smiled lazily and seductively, glanced at Toby Olga who was drinking coffee, and said.

"You made all those drinks...what do you think?"

"Haha~ You are really pretending to be drunk!"

"No~I am indeed drunk~"

"But, I remember your... salty pig hands!"

David spread his hands helplessly and said with a smile: "I can't watch you sleeping on the sofa, can I?"

"I'll carry you to bed. Physical contact is inevitable~"

"Haha~" Elena's smile showed a trace of amusement and she shook her head.

"Forget it~"

"What are we doing today?"

"Last night, I made an appointment to meet for a while with my new acquaintance, Lord Gerald Cavendish Grosvenor."

"What about you? You and his cousin had a great chat last night, right?"

Elena recalled the Duke of Devonshire, Andrew, and secretly curled her lips: "I'm not interested in an old man like him who reeks of playboys all over his body!"

"Hahaha~"

David looked back and saw that no one was nearby, so he felt relieved and smiled.

"If we follow the aristocratic etiquette here in the UK, we should all have an honorific title for the Duke of Devonshire, right?"

"What should we say?"

"your grace~!"

"However, no one cares about these outdated etiquette now~"

"Oh~"

"It's better to remember it, so that no one will say that I, a poor boy from New York, am not polite~"

Elena smiled, stood up, straightened her skirt, and gave David a wink.

"I'll go back upstairs. Tell them to wake up~"

"Good~"

"Oh, right!"

"By the way, help me call Cui Yingying down~"

Elena walked up to David with a hint of confusion on her face, looked down at him, and asked in an erratic voice.

"So, do you like her kind of oriental-style woman?"

"Hi~"

"I'm looking for her to talk about business!"

Elena smiled, didn't leave, didn't say anything, just looked at David~

David raised his head and looked at her for a few seconds. He seemed to understand the silent words in her eyes, frowned slightly and asked.

"It seems I haven't asked you yet..."

"What exactly do you want from me?"

Elena smiled happily, slowly squatted down, put her arms on her knees, and smiled.

"I want an identity!"

"Ok??"

David resisted the urge to laugh, spread his hands, shook his head and said, "I, it's not appropriate~"

"...How about Eld, Panaris' partner?"

"He just got divorced and is in need of a new relationship. You two should be a good match~"

The light in Elena's eyes seemed to dim a little, and she shook her head slightly and said, "You know in your heart~ It's impossible for us!"

"...Is old Morgan so old-fashioned?"

"I can go and talk to you. As long as Elder likes you, you should..."

"Hey~ David, let's stop beating around the bush!"

Elena seemed to be a little shorter, and her voice was even lower.

"I have lived in Europe for many years~"

"In New York, I have met some so-called successful people."

"But I've seen enough of their faces and heard enough of their sweet words..."

"The way they looked at me was the same as that Duke Andrew last night!"

"Hehe~"

David is silent ~

He frowned more tightly, adjusted his sitting posture, put down his crossed legs, looked at Elena seriously, and asked.

"In the past, I have always believed that what women want most is a sense of security that they can rely on and trust!"

"So, I took the initiative to stand up and gave Lilith and Laura something they could rely on for a short time. I have thin shoulders~"

"But that doesn't mean...I'll accept you, Elena!"

"Whoo~"

"You should also understand that behind every responsibility, there needs to be matching strength."

"No matter where I go, I'm just an insignificant person."

"I'm not suitable!"

"I can't bear your trust and reliance~!"

Elena smiled bitterly: "You said one word last night, TV baby, right?"

"...Yes~"

"I'm also one of your definition of TV babies... one of the baby boomers."

"But I'm a few years older than you. I was lucky and unfortunate to have experienced that era when various cultural movements exploded~"

"Civil rights, hippies, the rise of various new music, and the fervent movements of various new ideological activities all made me unable to find any sense of belonging!"

"I'm not as lucky as you!"

"I...have no family, no father who is always by your side and loves you silently~"

"I don't have a mother who prepares three meals for you every day and nags in your ear~"

"My first love... is not as beautiful and worthy of nostalgia as you~"

Elena, in front of the frowning David, put her knees on the chair and said with some tears in her eyes.

"David, you have a very clear self-awareness~"

"You know what you should do - what you can't do, and you won't do it!"

"You can manage your emotions well, take good care of the people around you, think about them, never skimp on your care and enthusiasm, and are very responsible and responsible!"

"They have nothing to do with how you look, and they have nothing to do with whether you look like...a tough guy like in a Hollywood movie~"

"So, regardless of whether you have money or not, regardless of your status, these are the most important things in my opinion...character!"

"You are the man I have been looking for for many years and want to rely on most!"

"I don't need you to make any promises to me, let alone..."

. . .

David looked at Elena with his eyes and listened to her words, but he felt inexplicably that he was about to be "played" again. .

What the hell. .What's going on?

This is true for Toby Olga. .

Old Morgan, Julie, and Weasler, three of Morgan's old friends are like this~

Now. .Is this "little fairy" Elena also coming to join in the fun? ?

. . .

David frowned, tapped his chin with his index finger, glanced at Toby Olga who was looking around "it's none of his business", took a deep breath, and asked Elena.

"Did you...hear my call to Susan last night?"

Elena's expression froze instantly, her legs went weak, she sat on the ground, and shook her head slowly.

"It's mine...is the acting a bit too much?"

"...You did a great job!"

"Hehe~"

Elena turned her head and glanced at Toby Olga, and asked with a more bitter smile.

"Is it because of her?"

"Um...not entirely~"

"I'm not as good as you say..."

"No~ you do!"

David was speechless. .

Elena put down her legs, sat half-kneeling on the ground, stared at David, and asked as if she mustered up her last strength.

"Do I still have a chance?"

David really doesn't understand Elena. .Is it serious or is it no longer a drama? .

He stood up, stretched out his right hand to Elena, and sighed: "Get up~"

"Let's talk about this some other time~ Jellal will be here soon..."

"cough~"

"Um... I'm sorry ~ I'm already here!" At the entrance of the restaurant, Lord Gerard waved a newspaper in his hand and shouted to David with an awkward smile on his face.

"...Hi~ Wait for me, okay?"

"Of course~"

Lord Gerard shrugged, smiled and nodded to the two ladies very gentlemanly, turned and left.

. . .

David took a deep breath, looked down at Elena, who was also looking up at him, rubbed his forehead and said.

"Sorry~"

“In the past two days during my trip to London, I seemed to have lost the confidence and judgment I once had~”

"I don't know if you are real or fake at this moment~"

"But...I can give you a chance!"

"Please don't make me regret it, okay? Elena Mesa!"

"it is good!!"

Elena held David's right hand with both hands, stood up from the ground, kissed his lips with joy, turned around and trotted out, smiling.

"I want a room above the Wildfire Bar!"

"Tsk~"

"What the hell is going on?"

David wiped his lower lips, scratched his head and muttered in confusion.

Toby Olga, who sat behind him and watched the whole process, had confusion and confusion written on his face.

What is this. .what's the situation? ?

----

new York.

Manhattan, in an apartment building on 43rd Street.

"Ring ring ring ring ~"

George Floyd McCarron reached out and pressed down the alarm clock. He got up from his brand new bed in a daze and walked into the bathroom.

Attorney George is a senior partner of McAllen Law Firm, head of the company's legal department, and part-time legal advisor of David Investment Company.

In just three months, the company miraculously grew from scratch. It opened multiple branches and got involved in multiple industries, and each branch did well. .

George played a huge role in this whole process!

From the store lease contract of the affordable store to the cooperation contract signed between the transportation company and the external truck drivers~

From the complicated import and export trade contracts of trading companies to every engineering contract of construction companies. .

Young George had to work at least 14 hours a day to basically complete all the work at hand~

but. .

The next morning, new work will fill his desk again~

. . .

A new day, a new beginning!

The economic crisis that has swept half of the world has filled New York and Wall Street with unemployed people who need a new job to support their families~

Many of George's old classmates and friends have also lost their jobs and have no way to find a job. They can only apply for unemployment benefits from government departments to maintain their basic lives. .

George, never complained to anyone~

He cherishes his current fulfilling and busy state very much~

Stable job, stable life~

Hard work, generous rewards~

Therefore, George has always been lucky and grateful, and devoted himself to the arduous work!

. . .

Manhattan.

40th Street, Da Company’s small building.

George was full of energy, carrying his briefcase, locking his newly purchased second-hand car, and walked into the company.

Fifth floor.

George took out the key and opened his office~

A greeting came from the other side of the corridor.

"Hi~ George, morning!"

"Morning~ Andy!"

"Hi~ Hahaha~ Sally, you're here too?!"

"Morning!"

Andy smiled and took off his glasses, patted Sally beside him on the shoulder, and followed George into his office.

George put the briefcase away, shrugged at Andy, and asked with a smile: "You won't have it again today..."

"Yes~"

Andy also shrugged, played with the glasses in his hand, and smiled.

"Da Film and Television Company has a batch of actor contracts that will be delivered today~"

"Polly made a special trip to find me and Sally yesterday and wanted to re-sign a contract with Shirley."

"Lu Di, there are changes to the details of the real estate company's demolition compensation agreement. I want you to follow up immediately~"

"The trading company has found a group of imported wine suppliers for Da nightclub~"

"George, you need help!"

Andy, through his contact with "dedicated" George during this period, has recognized his ability and character.

This guy is really working hard~

. . .

George laughed, took out a few folders from his briefcase, handed them to Andy, and said with a smile.

"I found an old classmate last night and asked him to help me get a general contract template from the Screen Actors Guild~"

"Shirley's new contract, she took the initiative to talk to me last time~"

"Based on some of the requirements and conditions she put forward, I tentatively drafted a new contract~ You can hand it over to Polly later~"

"As for the trading company, I'll let the new guy from the law firm take care of it. I will follow up later and check it for him."

"On Ludy's side, he should be more anxious~"

"So, I simply dealt with the work at hand, and asked him to go to the city hall with him to talk to the heads of the relevant management departments~"

"Our demolition compensation agreement has given the highest compensation amount in the market..."

. . .

in the office.

George and Andy were taking the time to communicate what needed to be done today.

Sally, holding a letter in her hand, came into the office and handed it to George.

"Take a look~ It was delivered last night when we were about to get off work~"

"Oh~"

George glanced outside the envelope. .His brows immediately wrinkled.

"legal letter?!"

He looked up at Sally and Andy, opened the lawyer's letter, read it quickly, and frowned even more.

"Um...who is this Frank Sinatra?"

Andy looked up at Sally, who was holding his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Have you never listened to his songs or seen his movies?"

"..No~"

"Hahaha~"

"My dear, you lose~!"

Sally opened her mouth in disbelief, and finally she could only smile helplessly: "George!!"

"How could you not know Frank Sinatra!?"

"He is..."

George put down the letter in his hand, spread his hands and said with a smile: "Sorry! I made you lose again~"

"Hahaha~"

Andy enjoyed it and smiled very happily~

He winked at George and said, "I guess he and this letter are related to the movie "The Godfather" that our film and television company is going to shoot."

"I heard about this from Alto, who comes to work in the company before~"

"But I didn't expect that Sinatra would actually give us a lawyer's letter..."

"ok~"

George read the lawyer's letter again, repackaged it, put it in his briefcase, and smiled at Andy.

"It should...not be under my control."

"Ludi and the others caused trouble, let him handle it by himself~"

"Hmm~ That makes sense!"

"Hahaha~"

----

New Jersey.

Princeton University.

Professor John Nash's friend, Professor Martin, drove into the campus in a Cadillac latest maroon sedan.

When Professor Martin drove this carefully selected luxury car and parked it in front of the office building, it attracted the envious eyes of many people~

Principal Guy Luther, who works in the same building as Professor Martin, joked to Martin who got out of the car.

"Wow~ Are you finally willing to buy a new car?"

"Hahaha~"

Professor Martin weighed the car keys excitedly and winked at Principal Luther: "It's great!"

"Would you like to try a lap?"

Principal Luther shrugged and laughed with the school director beside him: "Can Martin be so generous?"

"I guess something good will happen today!"

"Hahaha~"

The school director responded with a smile: "As long as we don't pay for insurance for his car, that's the best thing~"

"Hahaha~"

Martin turned his head and rolled his eyes, put the car keys back in his pocket, and asked Principal Luther.

"Are you going to continue to hold the school board meeting today?"

"Yes~"

"Um...this is the third day in a row, right?"

Principal Luther's smile showed a hint of helplessness, he shook his head and said: "It's still a little bit close, hurry up~"

"Oh~"

Martin closed his mouth knowingly, nodded to the school director, and walked towards the office dragon.

Principal Guy Luther looked at his back, suddenly remembered something, regained his smile, and said to the school director.

“Look, Martin’s new car was given to him by David Coleman, the entrustee of our donation!”

"deliver??"

"What do you mean?"

"Haha~ Don't get me wrong, man!"

"As far as I know, the two of them made a bet - the bet was the new car."

"Boy David, now he is rich~ He immediately fulfilled the bet and let Martin choose a new car as a gift."

"..."

The school director glanced sideways at the smiling Principal Guy Luther, then turned to look at the brand-new Cadillac, feeling slightly moved in his heart.

"David Coleman?"

"Correct!"

"Okay~"

"Huh~ I hope we can end this damn, long, boring quarrel soon~"

"Hahaha~"

Principal Luther smiled even more and said, "Yes! I will definitely do it today!"

"Let's go, man!"

"Don't let those bastards wait~"

----

Europe.

London.

The Langham Hotel, first floor.

After David and Cui Yingying, who was called down by Elena, briefly talked about lunch, they arranged for Toby Olga to act as a guide for Cui Yingying to buy ingredients for lunch and dinner~

Lord Gerard, holding the newspaper in his hand, watched David finish his work with interest, sat down opposite him, and smiled.

"Are you... going to treat me to lunch?"

"Yes~"

"Livlin and I both grew up in the United States, so we are not used to the authentic British food in London."

Jellal smiled and put away the newspaper, shrugged and said, "To be honest, if I hadn't grown up here, I wouldn't be used to it!"

"Hahahaha~"

David gave Jellal a thumbs up, beginning to like this man who didn't have any aristocratic airs. .The heir to the Duke~

"You can call me David~"

"Can I call you Jellal?"

"Of course~"

"Last night, your...speech made me feel very interesting~"

"David, how long have you lived in New York? What was it like?"

"Um...you've never been to New York?"

"No~"

“I’ve only been to San Francisco and Los Angeles.”

"When did you go? Some time ago?"

"No~ It was probably nine years ago..."

"Oh~"

David tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said, "That time... was probably the happiest era for hippies, right?"

"Hahaha~ That's right!"

"It was that time when I went to Los Angeles that I realized...the hippies mentioned in the newspapers were actually a group of young people who dropped out of school to play music~"

"Haha~ You summarized it very accurately."

"how to say..?"

"I have never experienced that era personally~"

"Although, there are also a group of guys calling themselves hippies in New York now~"

"But in my opinion, they are just a group of decadent poisonous insects and gangsters. They cannot be called representatives of that era~"

"Oh?"

"New York...are there still hippies?"

"Yes, I have!"

"They all gather in the old town south of Greenwich Village. Whenever you pass by on the street, you will always see some people dressed as hippies, standing on the street and wandering around with nothing to do~"

“When I was working in a bar, I often met some interesting guys who came to hang out on 42nd Street~”

"Some of them always like to show off to people around them that they are somewhere in the south after having a few drinks."

David told the truth about the people he met and the things he heard while working at the Wildfire Bar.

Jellal has never heard of these people and things, and he is very interested in them~

The two of them chatted like this for more than half an hour.

Restaurant door.

Livlin, who had "I'm angry" written all over her face, almost walked to David, sat down angrily, glanced at Jellal who smiled and nodded to her, and said to David in a cold voice.

"You piece of shit bastard!"

"What did you do to me last night?"

"You actually tampered with the wine... Uh~uh~"

"let me go!"

While David covered Livlin's mouth with force, he smiled at Jellal and said, "Well...don't get me wrong~"

"She... has a bad drinking capacity~"

"We were drinking together last night and she got drunk. I sent her back to the bedroom and left~"

Jellal blinked, smiled and said haha: "Ah~haha~"

"Um...I just need to go to the bathroom~"

"ok~"

"Give me a few minutes and I'll take care of her!"

Jellal stood up, holding back his laughter, and walked outside the restaurant. .

"Woo~hey~"

"David!!"

"I...um~"

David looked up at the ceiling, loosened his grip slightly, and said helplessly: "I can loosen it now!"

"Stop making trouble, okay?"

"You are just drunk, I will send you back..."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"Why aren't you and Elena drunk?"

"You must have tampered with the wine!"

“My head still hurts!!”

"In all my life, I have never been as drunk as I was last night..."

"Forehead.."

David looked at Livlin's eyes with a hint of redness. .Suddenly I had a bad feeling~

"I apologize!"

"I sincerely apologize to you!"

"It's all my fault!"

"It's all because of the devil in my heart, which is always in my ears..."

"You also saw what happened to me at the banquet yesterday~"

"So, I'm very grateful that you understand me and are willing to have a drink with me~"

"You've never been that bad, you took the initiative to show it~"

"I believe.."

. . .

ten minutes later.

Jellal looked in from outside the restaurant and was surprised to find it. .David and Livlin were laughing and chatting~

this. .

How did he do that? ?

Jellal stood at the door and thought for a while, feeling that he still couldn't understand it, so he simply stopped thinking and walked into the restaurant.

David, seeing Jellal back, smiled and reintroduced the two of them.

Jellal suppressed his surprise and expressed his greetings to the girlfriend of David's friend.

At this time, Livlin, who had lost her temper, suddenly realized. .

He didn't even wash his face or tidy up, so he ran down to find David to "expose him". .

She rolled her eyes several times, punched David hard, waved to Jellal, said hello, and ran out of the restaurant.

Jellal winked at David and smiled: "I remember... you attended the banquet with three ladies yesterday, right?"

"There is another one, will she also...?"

"No!" David rolled his eyes helplessly and said decisively.

"Oh.."

Jellal seemed a little disappointed and nodded.

He thought for a moment, changed the topic and asked.

"You just said... opening a company on Wall Street?"

"Yes~"

"You must be very good at investing, right?"

"Well... I've barely passed the test~"

Jellal tilted the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Forget last night... let's not talk about the fact that you were able to get a chance to speak in front of Mr. Wisler~"

"Let's just talk about...the suit you're wearing~"

"There are many differences between it and the suit I am wearing, haven't you noticed?"

David looked down at the suit on his body, then looked at Jellal's suit carefully, and shook his head.

"This suit was custom-made for me by one of my relatives~"

"Sorry ~ I don't know anything about this."

"Hehe~"

"I guess he must be the tailor from Old Savile Row!"

“Only the tailors from Old Savile Row 20 or 30 years ago could make your waistline and shoulder curves so natural and not tight, like an hourglass with graceful curves~”

"If the waist is used as the dividing line, your upper and lower body will show two opposite red wine glass lines, which will make your overall figure look more contrasting between the lines of your chest and waist, making your figure appear stronger."

"You can raise your arms or try putting your hands behind your back~"

"The natural movement of your arms will not make the whole suit appear busty or deformed. It will look very natural and straight."

"In addition, the lapel of your double-breasted suit adopts a classic obtuse angle design. It comes from..."

Jellal, gave a very high evaluation of David’s suit from all angles~

David felt very interesting and took off his suit directly. While listening to Jellal's comments, he quickly jotted down some things that he could take back and pretend to be sexy. .Comment~

. . .

10 minute later.

Jellal picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and sighed: "David, if you sell this suit of clothes, you can buy two suits of mine~"

"You said that you are just a barely qualified Wall Street investor. Are you being too modest?"

David smiled, put his suit jacket back on, and showed his hands to Jellal.

"As long as you are willing to look up, the sky is filled with stars that are shining on you~"

“There is no shortage of successful investors in the City of London~”

"In front of them, I can only be considered a barely qualified newcomer in the investment world."

Jellal shook his head slightly, put away some of his smile, and said to David sincerely: "I want to cooperate with you!"

"We can discuss any conditions you have~"

"..Why?"

"Just because of those crazy words I said last night? And this suit I'm wearing??"

"No~"

Jellal showed a confident smile and explained: "You mentioned in your speech last night that you have an etiquette teacher, right?"

"Yes~"

"I have that too!"

"My etiquette teacher taught me a lot of useful and boring knowledge~"

"Including how to quickly identify the suit you are wearing and the historical stories behind it!"

"Besides... I have more than one teacher!"

"As the first heir to the title of Duke, I have had a total of seventeen teachers from childhood to adulthood~"

"They taught me royal etiquette, social etiquette, equestrianism, music, history, appreciation of antiques and famous goods, etc."

"So, I not only have to get a diploma from university, but I also have to continuously learn the knowledge that gives me a headache and helplessness~"

"David, can you imagine that I had to get up at six o'clock every day and go to bed before ten o'clock every day, and there was no change for any holiday?"

"Uh..." David scratched his head, not knowing what to say~

comfort him?

He is a grown man and does not need comfort!

Praise him for his self-discipline?

like. .His self-discipline is also beyond his control~

Tell him to shut up immediately?Stop this extravagant show off behavior?

Emm. .

Forget it~

David felt that this was life!

Gerald Cavendish Grosvenor was born into a noble and ducal family. His status had already determined what he would experience and what kind of life he would live.

David just needs to be a good listener now~

Listen to him talk about the luck and misfortunes he has encountered~

Listen to him express those feelings that have been ignored by his family~