Operation Red Book

"Mr. Morris has gone to Liverpool, and Miss Grace says he won't be back until the day after tomorrow."

"Yesterday, another sister was adopted. I heard that she was adopted by the Baroness and Baroness of Birmingham."

"This is the second child to be adopted this week. We are all very happy today."

"Miss Grace said that to celebrate, Ms. Maggie will add half a pickled cucumber to everyone's lunch today."

Henry held Ivy in his left hand and half a soft and crispy croissant in his right hand, and jumped in front of the three men. Apart from eating bread, he talked about the recent events in the welfare home.

"I'm very happy to hear that. I must say I'm very much looking forward to today's lunch. You know, pickled cucumbers are my favorite!" Ivy joined in with a laugh, frowning and glancing ahead from time to time.

Ivy always got a chill whenever she heard the name Grace Coleman.

Today is the death date Raphael mentioned. It is really uncomfortable to know the time of my death. Even my normal breathing is waiting for death at any time.

"You can eat all of that croissant. Look, this young master bought so much bread, all for you to eat."

Ivy pointed to the two large bags of bread that were as tall as Dorian's head and raised her eyebrows playfully at Henry.

"Hmm..." Henry took a bite of the croissant in his hand, winked at Dorian, and looked at Holmes and Joshua who had their hands in their pockets.

He turned to look at Ivy and asked in confusion: "Does the noble young master still need to get his own bread?"

The three of them paused when they heard the sound, and then they all looked at Dorian at the same time.

Dorian felt the burning gaze, stretched his head out to look around, and asked, "Are we there yet?"

"Haha, Master Dorian, you can take a rest. Sherlock and Joshua will carry you."

Ivy winked at the two people next to her, and Joshua reluctantly pulled Holmes' short hat and walked in front of Dorian.

"Tsk, this is what a servant does. Why should I help this evil... kid to move things?" Holmes crossed his hands and stared at Dorian.

"Is it because you are too weak to move it?" Dorian picked up a bag of bread and threw it to Joshua.

"Ugh-"

Joshua obviously didn't realize the weight of the bread. Just one bag of bread weighed down his waist.

"Tsk, how can that skinny guy compare to a muscular guy like me?"

Holmes adjusted his bowler hat and caught the large bag of bread which Dorian threw to him.

"Well...well...a piece of cake!" Holmes snorted and said stubbornly.

He hunched his back slightly, and anyone who saw him would see that he was struggling.

"Okay, let's keep going, servants."

Dorian turned the sapphire ring on his finger and walked to the front of the crowd with his hands behind his back.

Ivy and Henry held hands and followed Dorian slowly, followed by Holmes who dragged his feet, and further behind was Joshua who walked forward with trembling legs, bent back and heavy steps.

"I really can't help it. It's so hard to play house games with you. I have no carriage and have to walk. I have no gifts and have to buy bread on the spot. As a gentleman of the upper aristocracy, I don't even have a decent hat and cane."

Dorian walked slowly in front, turning around from time to time to complain about the current situation to the two people who were carrying heavy loads. His charming face was full of arrogance and dissatisfaction.

"This young man is so handsome. Is he your fiancé, Miss Ivy... woooo!" Henry asked Ivy in a childish manner, and Ivy was so scared that she hurriedly covered his mouth with her hands.

Ivy looked up and saw Dorian's expression, and Dorian turned around and glared at the two people behind him.

Dorian's narrow peach-shaped eyes narrowed slightly, flashing a dangerous red light.

Ivy felt a little scared and unconsciously increased the strength of her hand covering Henry's.

Thinking back on it later, she always felt that there was a faint upward curve at the corners of Dorian's mouth.

"Shh, I'm not his fiancée. Kid, don't talk nonsense in front of adults!" Ivy warned Henry in a low voice.

As if she had thought of something, Ivy let go of Henry's hand, trotted to Holmes, and grabbed off the black velvet bowler hat.

"What are you doing! That's the hat James chose for me in Manchester! Give it back!"

"Just borrow it for a while. I'll give you a coupon for the private room at Muyunzhai!"

Ivy ignored the shouts from the people behind her and walked quickly towards Dorian, who had his hands behind his back.

"Lord Dorian, I see that you are very fast and you don't need a cane. There is only a hat here. Please put it on and pretend to be a rich nobleman." Ivy imitated the formal London accent and presented the hat to Dorian.

Unfortunately, Dorian didn't even give him a glance. He snorted coldly, with a smile hidden in his olive eyes: "I don't wear a hat made of this material. It's really beneath my status."

"I only wear brown hats made of musk-ox hair. Don't you know that, fiancée?"

Dorian emphasized the word "fiancée", and every pronunciation was clearly heard by Ivy.

The blush from her ears climbed up her cheeks, making Ivy's breathing heavier for a moment.

Ai Wei exhaled with lingering fear and lowered her voice: "Don't take it to heart, it's just nonsense from a child. He says this to everyone he sees. A few days ago, he asked me if I was Mr. Zhu's concubine."

Dorian uttered "Oh" softly, the corners of his mouth seemed to pull down, and he quietly rolled his eyes.

"We're here! She's right in front, sweeping the floor at the door is Miss Grace!" Henry shouted from behind, running towards Grace.

Dorian stopped, picked up the velvet hat with his index finger, and slowly put it on his head.

From this perspective, Dorian really has become a pampered young duke.

"Ah, it looks like you have a lot more money! If I tell her that I want to adopt a child and support the orphanage, she will definitely believe it!"

Dorian looked at Ivy's upturned lips and shining eyes, snorted coldly, and walked towards Grace.

Ivy put away her smile and looked back at Holmes, whose forehead was covered with sweat, and Joshua, whose face could not be seen clearly because he was hunched over with his back arched.

Without hesitation, she stepped forward and lifted the hem of Joshua's paper bag, and together with him lifted a large bag of bread.

By the time Ivy and Joshua, who were left behind, arrived at the entrance of the Florence Orphanage, Grace and Dorian were already having a pleasant conversation.

"Let me introduce you. This is Sherlock, and those two are Ivy and Joshua. They are both my...servants."

Grace looked behind him in the direction Dorian was going, and her smile froze on her face.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Dorian, our dean does not allow Orientals and people wearing black-framed glasses to enter."

Grace smiled and frowned, saying with embarrassment.