I Am a Nobleman in England

　　 "I'll find a jewelry box."

　　 Butler Paul finished speaking and quickly turned and left the smoking room, pulling the emotional Emilia back to reality.

　　 "Do you like it? I gave it to you!"

　　 Arthur looked at Emilia gently stroking the ring of the golden cobra with his fingers, and he looked like he couldn't put it down, he smiled without hesitation.

　　 "Huh? No, this is too expensive, I can't..."

　　 Hearing that Arthur wanted to give it to herself, Emilia was taken aback for a moment, and then she shook her head and refused.

　　 "Okay, don't refuse. You can't find them without you. Moreover, this is the first gift I gave you. Besides, I give you hundreds of millions every time. Haven't you accepted it?"

Emilia was a little confused by the hundreds of millions of figures in Arthur’s words, but when she saw Arthur’s smirk with raised eyebrows, she immediately thought of something, her pretty face turned red and her eyes flustered. He looked down at the door, worried about being heard, and then he was beaten into anger, and scolded in a low voice in embarrassment.

　　 "You are such a bastard, se wolf, it's no wonder that you can write that kind of novel, and you are really full of your mind..."

　　 "What's all in my head?"

　　 Seeing Emilia's blushing face and the stuck words, Arthur asked in a timely manner.

　　 "Go away, ignore you!"

Emilia naturally wouldn’t be fooled. She punched Arthur’s arm in embarrassment. She blushed and ran out of the smoking room. Hearing Arthur’s triumphant laugh behind her, Emilia was really ashamed. Annoyed, some pictures appeared uncontrollably in my mind, thinking of the sight of myself being completely dominated, my feet felt a little soft.

　　 did not chase the shameless Long Ma, Arthur slowly reduced the smile on his face, picked up the exquisite gold-carved tobacco leaf box, his eyes slightly squinted with a bright light.

　　 "I will find it, definitely!"

Da da da--

At this time, Paul, the butler with a small wooden box, walked in, walked to Arthur, opened the small wooden box, revealing the partitions of different sizes inside, and put pieces of gold in it. .

There were only 12 cases. Butler Paul did not ask about the whereabouts of the other one, and Arthur did not explain. When the butler Paul then saw the golden cobra ring on Emilia’s finger, he was relieved and gave Emily an opinion. Subfolding kindness.

　　 However, since finding the Egyptian hidden treasure, there has been one more person holding a metal detector in the Boleyn Manor looking for treasure, and even Basse is more fascinated by the treasure hunt.

　　 "咚咚——"

　　 "Please come in!"

The door of the study was opened, and the butler Paul walked in with a smile. It was still a washed snow white shirt, black or white vest, black bow tie, black tuxedo, crisp black trousers, shiny black leather shoes, and nothing. Tousled hair and straight standing posture have never changed for decades.

　　 "Emilia hasn't come back yet?" Arthur stopped typing on the keyboard, and asked with a smile while clicking the mouse to save the file.

　　 "Yes, Lord, after drinking the morning tea, Miss Emilia took Bert and them on horseback, but also brought a metal detector." Butler Paul replied with a smile.

　　 "Hehe, just like a kid." Arthur shook his head and laughed.

"Miss Emilia is a very polite lady, lively and cheerful, although a little careless, but there are subtleties, and her well-behaved and pure temperament is impressive." The butler Paul smiled and commented, he said to Emily. Ya has a very good impression. Although he was born in the middle class, as long as the earl likes it, his birth is not a problem.

　　 "Hehe." Arthur glanced at Paul, chuckled and shook his head, and didn't say much. He was only 21 years old, so young, how could he be trapped in a tree so early.

　　 "Lord, Mr. Smith Jama, has arrived in Hampshire and is driving to the manor. He will arrive in about 20 minutes." Butler Paul noticed the earl's avoidance and turned off the topic very interestingly.

　　 "Oh? I can't wait, hehe." Arthur raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly.

　　 "He has to meet a noble person, and you are a gift of roses, with a lingering fragrance in your hands." Paul the butler praised with a gentle smile on his face.

"Haha... Paul, don't worry, everything has to wait until you see him and see if he has real material. I will not give the funds to a useless loser. What I want is to help others. Get feedback for fun. Rather than just doing charity, I'm not that noble." Arthur laughed happily and said frankly.

Butler Paul was not surprised or surprised by Arthur’s candid words. There is no unprovoked love and hate in this world. Even true charity will reap the joy of helping others and the fullness of the heart. Abundance.

For Smith Jama, who is getting closer and closer to his destination, the past 24 hours have been he was nervous, nervous and hopeful, excited for 24 hours. He experienced great ups and downs. In the past period of time, he was regretful. Some are grief, some are sorrow, and some are repentance.

　　 Sometimes I can't wait for my life to come back. Depressed mentality, dare not face reality all day. A pessimistic mentality, I feel that I have lost everything every moment, and I have an inferiority mentality, and I have no confidence and self-confidence.

　　 There is a saying that people say well, jumping high, falling painful. This is actually true!

　　 There is a feeling of being three-pointers short wherever you go. He became a particularly sensitive and vulnerable person, and his ambitions were empty.

　　 He is really afraid to face reality. In the past, the phone rang endlessly, but this time the phone was also silent. Every day is wandering and sleeping. Sometimes I dream about opportunities to come back~www.readwn.com~ In short, my mentality collapses, I feel extremely lost, and I feel so sad that I really need courage to get out of the ups and downs.

　　Selling a kidney, Smith certainly knows what it means, and of course he is very scared, but desperate and pessimistic, and mentally collapsed, he is consciously desperate, the only way he can think of changing his status quo.

Fortunately, everything changed after a call from a distance. He met a noble person, a real noble person, just like the sun piercing through the dark clouds, dispelling the cloud of death that enveloped him, allowing him to see hope again and let him He realized that he was still a useful person.

　　 This meeting is not only an opportunity, but also a journey to find courage for him to get out of the predicament.

　　Driving in the countryside of Hampshire, the scenery on this road allows Smith, who usually lives in a dazzling metropolis and leads a feasting life, to magically gain physical and mental peace.

　　 When the car drove into the Bolin Manor, I saw a large expanse of pastoral scenery, ancient exquisite castles, vibrant green plants and flowers, clear and demure rivers, and leisurely wild ducks. . . . . . The combination of these pictures gave him the illusion of falling into a fairy tale world.

Stopped in front of the main entrance of the towering castle, Smith saw two people standing on the steps of the main entrance. Paul, who was dressed in butler costumes, was very easy to recognize. Another young, tall, and faintly smiling young man, He should be seeing Lord Earl.

　　 Pulled the handbrake, unlocked the seat belt, picked up the briefcase on the co-pilot, quickly opened the door, got out of the car, walked forward nervously and excitedly, with a smile on his face, stretched out his hand, and introduced himself.

　　 "Good morning, Honorable Earl Arthur, it is a great honor to see you, I am Smith Jamama, thank you for giving me a chance..."