The Duke's little ancestor slipped away again

"Take care of your woman."

Vaughn looked at Ryan at the door.

"I want to take care of her too, but the way you look at her, can I take care of her?"

Ryan spread his hands innocently.

"You deserve to be single."

"You say it as if you can control this little ancestor."

"..."

Yes, it seems that he can't do anything to this little girl.

Vaughan accompanied him throughout the entire process, and the test results were all normal.

"Asim, arrange a flight and return to country F tomorrow morning."

"It's so kind of you."

Mu Mu said with a smile.

"I hope you will think so in the future. Little girl, we have found the cause of your injury. Do you want to go over there and take a look?"

"I can?"

"of course."

Vaughn pushed her directly to another room.

In addition to the injured Manhamer, there were two men with their jaws removed in the room.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Seeing the door to the room being opened, one of the men whined and wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak clearly because his jaw was open.

"Are you Manhammer?"

Vaughan looked past the two people on the ground and looked directly at the person on the bed.

"who are you?"

Manhamer was already in a depressed mood, but now that he was asked the same question, it was inevitable that he would get even more angry.

"If you want to live here forever, I wouldn't mind helping you."

Vaughn just squeezed his shoulder gently, and big beads of sweat fell from Manhamer's forehead.

"Let go!"

"Can you speak well?"

Vaughan lets go.

Mu Mu took the disinfectant towel on the side and handed it to Vaughn.

"dirty."

"Then let Tas come next time."

On the way back, Tas suddenly sneezed.

"Damn, who is scolding me behind my back?"

"You should feel lucky that someone can think of you now."

Brando took a sip of wine and looked at the ring on his ring finger with blurred eyes.

"It's time to let it go."

Naturally, Tas noticed his look.

"Yes, it's time to let it go, but...how can I let it go?"

Eight years ago, on the night before Brando was about to marry his fiancée Geman, she was hiding to help her father, a gambler, and was accidentally injured by someone in the casino. She eventually died after being rescued.

Before leaving, Ge Man was still telling him not to take revenge, as hatred would blind him.

Watching the one he loved leave before his eyes, his heart was filled with infinite hatred.

I hate the injustice of this world.

Hate her father's intemperance.

I also hate my own incompetence...

Make arrangements for Geman's funeral.

The next day, Brando found the person in charge of the opponent in the casino.

"As long as you help me take revenge, my life will be yours."

"Take him."

Vaughn, who was passing by, spoke directly.

"Yes, boss."

The person in charge, Mick, answered respectfully.

"Don't you need to check?"

Asim was very confused.

"The hatred in his eyes is enough to prove everything. He should be a good candidate."

Vaughn, who is not yet twenty years old, is obviously a sunny young man, but he is full of shrewdness and old-fashionedness that is inconsistent with his age.

Under Vaughn's instruction, Mick helped Brando take revenge. Seeing his enemy begging for mercy under his own gun, he felt the importance and pleasure of power for the first time.

"I want to be the boss here."

This was the first thing Brando said when he saw Vaughn.

"Yes, as long as you have the ability and are absolutely loyal."

"I can."

"it is good."

Vaughn asked Mick to arrange for him to enter his training camp.

In the training camp, apart from the necessary meals and sleep, Brando spent all his time studying and exercising himself.

For a year and a half, Brando stood at the top of the duel. Although his face was covered with blood and his body suffered many injuries, he still smiled.

"Geman, are you okay over there..."

"After so many years, I think she doesn't want to see you continue like this."

Tas is not a comforting person, but he rarely said a few words today.

"maybe……"

-

Mid-level villa.

The old butler had been waiting at the door early. Looking at the slowly approaching Rolls-Royce, he quickly stepped forward and opened the door.

"Uncle Butler, long time no see."

Mu Mu, who was being held, tilted her head and greeted the housekeeper.

"Oh, why are you so injured after not seeing each other for just a few days? The little girl has suffered."

The old housekeeper clapped his hands in distress.

"It's okay. Vaughn is just exaggerating."

"Master, you did the right thing. It will take a hundred days to break your muscles and bones, but you have to take good care of them. I will ask the kitchen to prepare supplements."

The old butler turned and left without saying a word to Vaughn the whole time.

"You said where did you get the ability to make everyone surround you, huh?"

Vaughn, ignored for the first time, couldn't help complaining.

"Probably because I'm smart, beautiful, elegant, generous, and can work in the hall and in the kitchen."

"The other items barely fit the bill, but this time it's about the kitchen. Do you know how to do it?"

"Who are you looking down on? I just don't like the kitchen."

Mu Mu retorted with wide eyes.

"Okay, if you don't like it, then don't go."

In the mountainside villa, Mu Mu's daily routine is to eat, sleep, and sleep, which is called recuperating.

Of course, this was not her own wish, but a decision made for her by a domineering man.

"You are not allowed to leave the villa until you are healed."

"Okay, this is what you said. As long as I'm in the villa, I can do whatever I want?"

"can."

Vaughn didn't expect her to get hurt or get into trouble at home.

"it is good."

Mu Mu turned around and went upstairs in an electric wheelchair.

"Why don't women have their feet bound now? Because even if they have their feet bound, it can't stop them from shopping online."

In the large bedroom, Mu Mu muttered something while flipping through the shopping pages.

Early the next morning, Vaughan deliberately made time so that he could have breakfast with the little girl.

He has been too busy these days. It is already late at night when he comes back every day, and the little girl has already fallen asleep.

"She is really a girl who doesn't recognize life..."

Every time, Vaughn would silently look at her sleeping face until he had enough, then turned around and went back to his room.

"Master, a courier company came to the gate. They said that we had ordered something and they wanted to come in and help assemble it."

The old housekeeper looked at Vaughn suspiciously.

"I made the decision. Open the door and let them come in. Hurry."

Mu Mu put down the soup bowl in his hand, quickly pressed the wheelchair and walked towards the entrance.

"What did you order?"

"You'll know in a while."

The express company's car drove in, and a man who looked like a manager got out of the car.

"Hello, are you Miss Mu?"

"I'm."

"Hello, I am from ** Express Company. The batch of tempered laminated glass you ordered has been delivered. Where should I place it for you?"

"Over there, just in the open space over there."

Mu Mu pointed to an open space in the southeast corner.

"Okay, this is the shopping list, please..."

"Give it to him and he'll pay for it."

"...You buy something, why should I pay for it?"

Vaughan looked at the long shopping list that was suddenly handed to him.

"I was injured because of you, and you didn't let me go out, so you should pay the bill."

Mu Mu said it confidently.

"...Butler, pay the bill."

"I'm tired. I want to go up and take a nap. A lot of things will probably be delivered to me soon. Uncle housekeeper, please help me collect them and put them away when I wake up."

"Hey, okay."

"Master, that open space..."