Noble Villa [Whistling]

"I thought you had already given it to my brother." Mary said, holding the cigarette case as if holding a diamond.

"How could I give my favorite thing to that annoying guy," William shook his head and said with a faint smile. "Of course it is the only treasure given to me."

"treasure?"

"Of course, my love, you know, you are the most important woman in my life, bar none."

"Including mom?"

"Including mine and your mother." William smiled gently, and an unknown emotion flashed across seriously.He didn't say that out of currying favor with his daughter, after all, William was free and easy by nature and was not bound by any traditional morality.For many noble children, their mothers are like nightmares.

"Daddy, I love you too, you know that," Mary said sincerely.

"For a cigarette case? I'm going to break my heart, baby, you don't know how important you are to me now, do you?" William made a sad expression.

"Daddy!" Mary yelled angrily.

"Okay, open it and have a look." William said with a smile.

"This is it!" Mary looked in surprise at the slow-moving premium cigars in the cigarette case.

"Of course the cigarette case is used," William said.

"But......"

"You are my daughter, and you are an adult." William withdrew his cynical expression and said seriously, "So you can do whatever you want, anything."

"Dad, you really are, how many suitors will be scared away by this!" Mary was so moved.On the surface, he was still angry at his father for acting like a baby.Ladies smoking is still stigmatized in the UK, and many fathers refrain from anything that might lower their daughter's worth.One of the main functions of girls is marriage, which is one of the reasons why many families vigorously cultivate their daughters.As for happiness, that's another matter.

"If any suitor intends to control my daughter, how could there be a chance." William said disapprovingly. "You are always free, my dear Lily."

Mary clutched the cigarette case tightly, as if she was clutching that freedom.

as it is now.

Mary pulled out one of them, lit it, and moved gracefully, just like the man who loved her so much all those years ago.Between the flickering and flickering, the fragrance emanates, which has a calming smell.

Little is known about Mary's penchant for smoking, and she has never done so in public.Another man who had seen her smoke was now her husband.

When the wolf howled, she heard it.Mary is a smart woman, in many ways, she is not inferior to her husband, even better.

She immediately snuffed out the cigar and walked out of the house in a few steps.

"Ma'am!" The maid panicked.

"Call all the people who can be found, and go to the place where the gunshots sound." Mary said in a deep voice to the people left behind.

The servants nodded and started to move.

"Ma'am, would you like to rest for a while?"

"No need, I'll wait for them to come back." Mary had complicated emotions, she knew something was wrong, but she couldn't blame anyone.She is sensible, which is one of her few great advantages.

"I'm afraid it will be a long time," said the housekeeper uneasily.

"I must know the safety of my family as soon as possible." Mary glanced at her former tutor and now housekeeper and said, "No matter what kind of news it is."

The housekeeper sighed and silently brought a woolen blanket for her mistress.She knew how stubborn and intelligent the person in front of her was.

Everything was organized, the young manservant led the farmer to find traces of the father and son, and the maids began to prepare for the new day.

Mary sat on the stool in the middle of the desk, from here she could see the doorway clearly.

Isabella has always been very good, no matter how noisy it is outside, she will sit in her room.The weak little figure tightly hugged a little white dog whose attack power was not much better than hers.

In the chaos, Catherine seemed forgotten.